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Seraphina
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Joined: November 18th, 2008, 12:15 am Posts: 14
Gender: Girl
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A Rider meets a Rider.
Wyllia? No answer. Where is she? I couldn't feel her. She's probably still back in that horrible cave that the soldiers trapped us in. At least the cave was better than riding tied to that stupid black horse. Then we were together. Now, we were miles apart, me strapped onto a horse at the side of another one of those soldeirs, heading towards who knows where. And Wyllia...... "We are here." I was surprised the soldier even talked. Indeed, we were coming to another cave, only this one was bigger. Inside was nothing but a staircase going down. "With me." We went down the stairs, and there was a circular room. There were cells every ten feet around the perimiter, and in one was a small pale boy. I walked past, and saw something that almost knocked me over. There, on his half exposed palm, was the Gedwey ignasia.
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December 2nd, 2008, 2:03 am |
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Az Sindriznarrvel
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Joined: December 8th, 2008, 3:33 am Posts: 35 Location: under the rainbow. lol
Gender: Guy
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Re: A Rider meets a Rider.
good god, thiz iz great, do u have nemore, couse it makes me want 2 read on, it excellent
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December 10th, 2008, 12:56 pm |
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Seraphina
New Peasant
Joined: November 18th, 2008, 12:15 am Posts: 14
Gender: Girl
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Re: A Rider meets a Rider.
The soldier pushed me into the cell next him. I stared, mezmerized. Another rider? That's impossible! But it was true, staring me right in the face through a small hole in the wall. "Who are you?" He asked, in nothing more than a wind's whisper, after the soldiers were gone. "Seraphina," I said. The poor boy, he looked like a ghost. What happened?Where was his dragon? Then, a horrible thought came. What if his dragon is... But I refused to think about it any longer. "I'm G-gregor," he replied back. Spying my hand before I could hide it, he said "What...happened?" "Same thing as you...probably." The boy could be no older than twelve! "What happened to you?" I asked, fearing that he'd say the worst. "They captured us. The soldiers. Then they took him away!" I didn't have to ask who. "What was his name?" "Rian. With an i instead of a y." "Oh. Same thing happened to me. They took her...that is, Wyllia, that is her name...away. Or more like me away from her..." Tears swelled up in my eyes. Why? Why did these stupid soldiers have to do this? I looked up, and saw the same tears rolling down Gregor's face. We both inched to the wall with a hole in it, and cried together for a long time, until we fell asleep.
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