Zaran walked down the hall to the grand bathroom. And opened the shifted door and took one step. He knew that his father lied. He shed a tear. "He never was going to," he said to himself. He looked at the golden mirror and smiled. He was going to adventure to the Glowing Rip; A break in the ground, that glistened at night... and day. Some people say it's the entrance to the Nether or the Underworld. That's why Zaran's father doesn't allow him to go. But, today was the spark that lit the forest fire, on Zaran's part. He swished his teeth with a cleaning lace. He opened the bathing switch and cleaned himself. As the cold,river water flowed out of the drain, Zaran thought about going to the royal eatery. He was going to ask his friends, Andria and Lewis to come with him. He turned the water off and dried himself. Zaran ran to his room and changed into a royal robe; The Cloth of Dread. A gold trimmed robe with red centered. He slid his gemmed wristband. He looked in his mirror and jumped.
He saw a shadowy figure. The gold eyes and the dark,deadly face. The thing breathed and red dust flew and its face was horrid. His body was wrinkled and his wings of ash stretched. Just then Zaran turned in a panic and saw nothing. "I need to tell them." Zaran said.
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Zaran And The Quest To Find The Magics •All.Rights.Reserved•
FantasyZaran isn't a normal prince. He has grown tired of the luxury and wants to be an adventurer. One day he left the palace of Centium and found a glistening chasm, with his friend. He found a set of stairs and wandered down the eerie path. He came acro...
