Mystical
His name was echoed through the woods; whispered in the forest. He was everywhere and no where but did he really exist? Many a night, Lauren dreamed of some one so... mystical.
His name was echoed through the woods; whispered in the forest. He was everywhere and no where but did he really exist? Many a night, Lauren dreamed of some one so... mystical.
For our creative writing coursework for GCSE English, we had to write an opening for a Mills&Boon story. I'm not into romance, so I kinda went over the top with everything, to the point that reading it back months later, I find it hilariously bad. Oddly enough, I got A* for it. I think it's a pile of crap myself.