Unfortold secrets-1I woke up again, yet again in the same room as I had for as long as I can remember. Feeling yet again that hollow pit inside my soul as I always have; Looking around, I stared at the softly painted white lillies on the wall. They looked so pure and free; lillies are the exact opposite of me; they are free to be carried away by the wind, to drink from the skies; to be accompanied by the many other flowers. I can not. With a heavy sigh, I sat upright; letting the delicate silk nightdress I had worn through the nights dangle along side my ankles and brush gentley against my cold pale skin, Then I stood weakly and looked out of the small barred window.More Like This
"Thunder and lightning..." I mumbled to myself in a daydream, "that is what had kept me up last night"
I walked along the rough, glass like floor. So painful to walk on, tiny shards of the sandpaper like paper had sliced into my frozen skin with every step I took. I walked to the window; standing on my toes; just barely reaching the small wi
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Lissandra ran. She ran as fast she could, carrying the wrapped up Eevee in her arms and trying not to stumble and fall over in the thick snow. Behind her she could hear the Vigoroth scream and rage and hoped that Fria was alright. She had done something terrible and cursed herself for doing so. There just hadn’t been any other way…
After more than half an hour of running in a straight line away from the clearing, at least she hoped that she was still running in a straight line, she stopped below a large pine tree to catch her breath. “I… have… no freaking clue where I am…” She panted more to herself than to anyone else. The only one near her was the wounded Eevee and that had fallen unconscious from all the up and down and shacking during their escape. Lissandra tried to calm herself down enough to breath normally again. Her whole throat was sore and hurting from all the running in icy cold air and she had to cough several times for it to feel
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Life of a Glaceon
"Fria is still gone?" Rudolph asked.
The men and women at the table nodded. "It's the same as every time. She disappears all of the sudden in the middle of the night and remains gone for almost three weeks. Then she returns in the same fashion." Samuel sighed. "I just don't understand what that woman is doing..."
"Nobody does that, Sam." Martha replied. "No matter how often we asked her, she ignores us completely and denies any comment."
"Damn woman." Gerard grumbled. "If we wouldn't be dependent on her, then-"
"Oh stop it Gerard." Lisbeth snarled. "You know just as well as I do that there will never be a replacement for Fria's convenience store. It's simply impossible! Remember the times before her arrival? Barely any traders took it upon themselves to visit our small village. And-"
"Yes, yes I know! I just can't stand that woman and her freezing nature. It's unsettling!"
Suddenly a cold windblast, carrying a myriad of snowflakes, surged through the room. As one the