"A long, long time ago, in a fantastical world, with divine creatures and mysterious people, lived a young girl. This young girl had raven coloured hair that would reach to the bottom of her spine. The girl also had porcelain skin, and pure black eyes.
This girl was born into a low-class family, a family of peasants and hard workers, this girl's destiny was to work in hard labor once she grew up.
Until one day, a man, with a purple cloak, and tidy, chocolate coloured hair came upon their humble home, and asked the poor family, if he could take the girl. The man said the girl would be a servant in their high-class castle, and she would earn plenty of money for her and her family. The parents eagerly agreed, thrilled of the bundles of money they would receive for their family. So the parents agreed to sell their child to the rich man.
Little did they know, the wicked man did not have plans to treat the young girl as a slave in their noble, graceful palace. Instead, the nasty, old man only wanted the parents' daughter for sacrifice, a religion in fantasy lands that took place in noble homes. So the people locked the girl in a dungeon, which she remained there for many years, severely isolated and comfortless. After the girl was locked for 6 years, the girl was then 16 years old. She thought to herself: she could not stay in the dungeon forever, counting the seconds within the minutes, and the minutes within the hours. She had to find a way out.
So one night, on the night of a full moon, she decided to escape. She quietly took a nearby guards key, the key to the lock of her dungeon. She tried not to wake the guard, as she reached her hand out of the thick, metal bars. Once she took the keys, she unlocked the lock, and ran for her young life. She passed the hallways, the dainty rooms and swiftly passed the guards on duty, some sleeping, and some ignoring their job.
Once out of the huge, tall doors, she opened the vine covered gates with her key, and ran away from the castle. But as she looked up, she saw the prince, with fair skin and brown hair, on his nightly horse ride. He looked at the peasant, as he stopped his horse by the gates, he looked confused and uptight, as he and the girl both locked eyes."
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Twice Beyond A Time
FantasyAfter an unmotivated, careless author starts to write her first book in many years. A man shows up in her life. He stirs her life up, causing dissaray and a chaotic friendship. The man motivates the woman to write her first book as an author, basing...
