Oh God, I didn't realize this was a thread for written works at first and thought for a second I was gonna have to type out the sappy, embarrassing goodnight text I sent my partner ;w;
I can't remember the last sentence I wrote novel-wise. I lost it
He spoke quietly, a touch of anguish in his tone. “The person whom I fell in love back then was a simple commoner like me.”
The marrow of his bones began to feel dry and cracked, as if they were nothing but a dry Wasteland of their former glory.
Ira chuckled again, this time calm and in control, as she leaned her head against his shoulder, "We shall, angel."
His fingers dug into my skin but the pain that traveled up the length of my arm could not compare to the agony when he said, “Did you really think… that I would let the woman I love die because of me?”
Decidedly not celebratory, it was a cacophony of sounds that cried out “Danger” in red.
Will asked sarcastically with a soft voice. “You could've told me of the depth of love between Matéas and Phyte?”
You... Killed... Him!
“A man dares anything.” Adell nodded somewhat indignantly. “After you.”
Adell's such a sarcastic coward hahaha
"Adams could not believe his eyes, as Prince Orwan Balric himself stepped from the shadows."- Lady Death
The tips of Crow's fingers began to feel just as cold, then colder, until a pain formed just beneath his nails that spread along his veins until it reached his heart.
I know I should be writing NaNo this month but ... I just had to get this scene out or I'd suffocate.
Tristan turned to face her, shaking his head and smiling with brow furrowed slightly, "It's nothing-"
Yulena's expression did not waver and neither did the blade of his sword. "Kill him then. He will be of no use to you."
The urgency echoing in the king-to-be's voice made Will and Crow share a nervous glance with one another.
HAVE A WONDERFULLY HAPPY HOLIDAY!!!
“I’ve made my move. It’s time for you to make yours, Commander.”
His face obscured by a straw hat, he unsheathed two long swords and made his way through the screaming soldiers, slicing flesh from bone.
Comforted by that thought in her mind, she let her eyes close in exhaustion, oblivious to the fact that she was no longer a princess. At least, not to anyone she was around.
With a dry smile, Will lifted his hand up to silence Crow.
When it met Ellen, she screamed before falling forward.
Putting off writing more, since people have to die.
