I attempted to run only to be caught by the thundering lumux himself. I managed to weasel my way out of a sticky situation only to get myself in a worse position, now I can only watch as the dwarf in front of me began to pull out a needle and some twine, "Now you shall pay for your silver
tongue Loki....", then..........I feel a piercing pain in my mouth.............
Jestro's p.o.v
Again I woke up screaming. Uhhhgg! Can't a guy sleep!
As I begrudgingly get myself out of bad to face the day, I feel a stinging sensation around my lips then I suddenly remember my dream and a name Loki.......now why does that name feel sinisterly familiar?
(Lightninggod here sorry I it took awhile I kinda hit a writers block so I had seek out inspiration. Again guys I encourage you to comment it will help me a lot to improve my writing. Till next time peace out🃏)
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Memories of Mischief
FanfictionEver since he could remember, Jestro has been having strange dreams and visions, perhaps these could be something even more sinister.......(this is my first wattpad story so don't give me a hard time please)
