Strike The Sword [ON HOLD]

Strike The Sword [ON HOLD]

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[Highest Ranking: #169 in moongoddess] [Highest Ranking: #78 in luck] [Highest Ranking: #43 in lunarchronicles] - - - The door only in arms length so close but yet so far. Whispers of cold air dance in the room alerting me that there's a presence behind. The unsteady tension growing increasingly yet no movement is made. For what seems like hours facing this huge oak door, only minutes whisk by. "Let me try and heal you" his strained voice called out. No reply "Please?" He begged again. I blew out a slight breath I didn't realise I was holding in. "You can try to heal an open wound but it may never heal." I answered, my voice becoming slightly strained, still facing the wooden door. "Thank you." The voice sounded light as a feather as if a heavy weight had been lifted off. My nod barely noticeable, with that I swung the door open and closed it hearing every cog turn. My back leaned for support against the door which separated me from the figure. I sighed. What have I gotten my self into... ___________________________________________ Hi. So I'm almost 18. No parents their dead. All I have is my Aunt but she won't be coming back any time soon. Yes she got re-married and moved out or so I'm told. Sounds awful right? I have suffered ENOUGH in this day and age. Since things have happened so early in my life, I've learned to be more independent too independent that I ended up putting a wall to anyone and everyone. But the well built wall seems crumble to pieces when two invading forces try to break in -- to get to my past; to reach me before my past consumes me...whole. But let's not forget that this is our werewolf story. **** Remember May The Moon Goddess be ever in your favour... This isn't going to be a cliché I'm trying. Please do not copy or rename this story to make it yours because if you do I will find out thanks.
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GLIMPSES (P.S. Contains spoilers, read at your own discretion) : As she drew closer to the door, she could clearly hear two men bickering "I swear if you lay a finger-" Deep breath. Elize repeated to herself as she pushed the door open. Two heads whipped towards her direction from the corridor to which the door opened. The conversation between them seemed to have died down with her presence. One of the two tall men stepped towards her. An animalistic growl emanated from his body. Elize narrowed her eyes and was about to say something when she noticed it. Those eyes. Those same blue eyes! ********* "Who's there?!" She asked aloud, unable to find anyone. 'You have the come at last.' The voice replied, a hint of joy in its tone. She gulped her saliva nervously. "Who- who's there?!" Elize stuttered. 'I am what is missing from you.' The voice replied, calmly. "Huh?" 'Since our time has not yet come to become one, why may I ask are you here?' The voice asked. "I uh.." She said absentmindedly. 'Let us seal our bond with a wish, that I may accept you as my master.' The voice spoke with much enthusiasm. ****** "Do you hate me Elize?" He asked, with a pout. Elize maintained her poker face. She was not going to fall for it no matter how cute he tried to act, she thought to herself. "No I don't sir. I don't even know you." She replied nonchalantly. "Ouch. That hurt." He said, clutching the place above his heart. Elize huffed, rolling her eyes. "Do you really have something to say or should I come back later?" She asked, folding her hands above her chest. "Would you come back to me later, on your own accord?" He teased, almost reaching her. "That's not what I-" The Kelpie's laughter cut her off. "You're so cute when you do that. It makes me want to bite you." He said licking his lips, his wet tongue gliding over his moist lips slowly, making a show of the process.

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