Fantasium (On Hold)

Fantasium (On Hold)

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Fantasia had expected to have to grow up over night on her eighteenth birthday; not play hide and seek with the Big Bad Wolf. Once upon a time in Farrow Way Town, there was a boy called Jack; But when Jack and Jillian made out on the on the hill again, Only Jack came back, Dead Jill was mauled and pale, So Jack went to jail, Because a witness is what Jack lacked,... And so the arrival of the Farrow Way Teens, Who needed to uncover the truth by all means, But savage attacks of the past, return to their childhood memories at last, Now reality is falling apart at its seams. At first it all was a game, But unfinished it was driving them insane, With an ancient Beast on their tales, And Jack to spring from jail, They must end it all in the woods it had all came... *NOTE* THIS IS TO BE HEAVILY DECONSTRUCTED AND REPOSTED IN THE NEAR FUTURE AND IS FOR NOW TEMPORARILY DISCONTINUED.
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(74,890 words) The wind rushed past me as my wings beat against the night sky. I noticed a copse of trees up ahead. I slowed to a stop, talons clutching a low-hanging branch. I looked beyond the trees and a pair of glowing golden eyes met my own. Wolf eyes. My eyes widened in fear as I took off. I dodged the trees in my path, but one branch snapped on my wing. My vision blurred, pain lacing through my wing. I continued to flap my wings, clinging desperately to the notion I would make it out alive. More than one wolf was chasing me, their paws a staccato on the ground. They would catch up. They would devour me. I tried to stay in the air, but the pain was unbearable. I fell to the ground, fluttering down like a dead leaf. I snapped my eyes open. Breathing heavily, I sat up. My room shifted in and out of focus as my eyes adjusted. When I was little, my father always told me that dreams were just my imagination, that people were never chased by wolves, and people certainly could never be birds. Vera Stone is a seventeen-year-old girl who lives in a small Louisiana town by the bayou. Small, boring, where nothing ever happens. Or so she and her friends think. One night the hidden darkness surrounding their town and their lives comes to the surface. Will Vera and her friends figure out the secrets hidden through their town's history before it's too late?

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