Historias de Manika

Just me and my sullen thoughts... No Forcing Read and Vote only if you feel like...:)

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I remember it like it was yesterday. The forrest was in full bloom, and the floor was coated in fresh dew. "Chlo!" Mme Boire called out, "Chlo!" Chlo turned around annoyed. This happened every morning. "Yes?" she grumbled, rolling her eyes. "Don't forget to remind her to see her dress-maker-person to make a dress in yellow in honour of our services." "I will!" Chlo mumbled as she sauntered into the forest of green. I didn't normally set out this early, but today was special. In my bag, I held Princess Manika's approval, or disproval, to TMW Design School. But I was the only one who knew about it of course. Even my boss, Meme Boire, didn't even know. It was a secret between Manika and I. I should probably introduce myself. My name is Chlo, and I am a messenger.

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Ancient Royal Battle. no photo is mine, credits to Pinterest and owners

Hi all! this is my first time to write a story so, I hope you all like it. Please support me. Well I don't have any idea about what I'm writing, I just wrote that came on my mind and there also might be some grammatical errors so please don't mind it hehehe😅