Never Change .:AxL:."So long, loser." A young woman giggled to herself as she ran ahead.
Challenging him to a race was one of her best ideas yet. She was EASILY faster, and in her mind smarter, than he was. By now, she couldn't even see her opponent behind her.
Dashing through the empty streets of Hallow Bastion sure did bring back some memories. She could recall the last time the two had raced down those back alleys and side roads, when they where just teenagers. You could even say they had been different people...
"Come on, Lea! You can beat her!"
The voice of a boy, whom was the youngest of their little group at ten-years-old, could still be heard clearly in her head from that day.
"Are you kidding, Edym? He's toast." Lea's best-friend, despite his constant rude remarks, Isa, stated to the younger boy.
She remembered all too well how THAT race had ended.
"HA! I win! Take tha-!" She had stopped mid-sentence once she reached their goal and turned to see, to her ultimate surprise, a boy w
Pastel SunshineThis is a small part of the story of Princess Tulla. An ordinary, but nonetheless hardworking, girl who lives in a world where fairy tales come alive. She was chosen to be the next princess in the newest story, but at the last moment her dearest Prince Charming ran away with Cinderella. Leaving poor Tulla to have to make a substitute with the boy she can hardly stand, a former merchant called Rizzi.
Told from Tulla's point of view.
"Can I take a break yet?" Rizzi removed his red headband and dabbed the rest of his forehead with it. "I've been at this all afternoon!"
"Practice makes perfect." Was my simple reply to him.
Rizzi and I where a good few days into our new fairy tale story life. Rizzi had finally managed to obtain his own horse and suit of armor. Of course, at the time, being there was no need for the armor, he was in his casual clothing.
"Too much practice can also make a guy collapse." He added, as he sat down next to me on a fallen tree's trunk.
My evil fairy-tale mo
CE: With All My Heart .:RxN:.The gentle noise of the end of her pencil tapping the piece of paper before her was the only noise the blond girl could hear. The long white hallways of her castle prison where empty, except for her.
They had told her that later that day there would be six more there with her, and from what they said she learned they had some sort of plan to put into motion. Worse yet, she wasn't so sure she liked the way this plan sounded. Despite the fact that she could hardly make hide nor hair of the way they all spoke. This was probably why a few of them assumed her too dumb to comprehend any of this.
"Where are you now...?" She quietly whispered.
He never would have told her she couldn't possibly understand. He was so nice. So kind, with shinning ocean blue eyes to match.
It had about two weeks since they'd brought her to this deceitful place. The perfection of the unstained and almost blindingly white rooms made it look so pure, when it reality this was a place of suffering.