BHNA: Dance Again by SleepyWiredStudios, literature
Literature
BHNA: Dance Again
Tess loved dancing, there was a whole freeing element to it and when she felt the music in her ears as she completed the steps or moved freely to the beat, nothing could compare. After her fall at her last ballroom performance, with her weak leg she couldn’t imagine herself on the dancefloor again. .
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.Ever since Tess had acquired her first radio from a junk yard sale; she had adored her favorite radio show Put Your Hands Up, hosted by pro hero, President Mic. She often listened to it while walking home from her school, studying and even when preparing meals for her family.While she enjoyed many of the guests featured on the show, the...
BH6: Beach Memories by SleepyWiredStudios, literature
Literature
BH6: Beach Memories
Claire tied her bright orange hair in a certain way when she was creating her dresses, shirts, skirts. It was to show that she was in work in mode and to keep her hair out of her bright blue eyes. Her sewing room had come in many forms, from a child’s sewing machine in her bedroom to a small backroom in her share house in Ireland all the way to a room in her first house in Los Seoul with her husband.Sliding the black stretchy already made shirt onto her red mannequin and grabbed her wrist pin cushion. This was going to become a gift for her close friend Santipriya "Pryia" Cho. Pryia and her family had been kind during the passing of her hu...
Amelia watched the galaxy float past from one of the many windows of Princess Allura’s castle-ship. She watched the various stars disappear behind her- Her arms made subtle noises as the metal bands clanged softly; seeing her reflection in the glass she brought her hand to her neck where a choker sat with a Star gem in the middle proof that she has already been matched with the perfect suitor. She felt the coolness of the Gemstone relaxing and almost let her thoughts get carried away until she heard a door go whoosh!Coran entered the empty room only to find Amelia lost in thought, touching her all too familiar choker. Watching her as she r...
Pokelot Tales: Rain by SleepyWiredStudios, literature
Literature
Pokelot Tales: Rain
PokeTales- Rain He remembered that it had rained heavily when Arabelle was born. The noise slightly drowned out his wives screaming. When he held her afterwards it was by far the most fragile he’d ever felt; a new rush of protectiveness dawned on him. That night he was attentive to the young babe- he rocked her when she was fussy, would help feed her and laid with her until Arabelle was fast asleep. Mason awoke from his slumber as the sun filtered through the guest room at the farm house. He eyes shot open before dropping slightly. rubbing them as he sat up right letting the sun warm his bare back. The sounds of the farm welcoming back te...