Aight, that's all I can say to you right now...
Enjoy your life!
-Jer


Escape:Chapter 19The sudden darkness of the new room had taken John by surprise, and the overwhelming coupling of scents made him slightly dizzy. Akritiri. Cohs voice was strong beside him. The boy seemed to have grown accustomed to the darkness and the aroma, for he seemed to take the atmospheric change to be nothing out of the ordinary. Coh, whove you brought? The voice was smooth like velvet, yet commanding, a sense of authority instantly filling the room. Johns posture straightened immediately, as if the Captain Fash had entered the room. That voice most defiantly brought power, and was notEscape:Chapter 19


Escape:Chapter 18It took John a moment for his eyes to adjust to the lack of light in the large tent. The smoke from the candles and fires that lit the room irritated John's eyes, causing them to burn, and itch. Macks smiled, his hand on Johns shoulder, steering him through the Cascuns. The dark skin pulled John into the spotlight, his light brown hair and pale skin giving him an obvious contrast with the Cascun people. Their builds were all similar to Cohs and Macks: strong and toned. Although it looked like the people in the tent were relaxed and indifferent to the world around them, John was sure they were poised and ready for battlEscape:Chapter 18


Escape:Chapter 17“Does he have a name?” a soft voice asked. “His name is John…Carlacoe,” came the response. John recognized the second as the Cascun who had woken him up earlier. “Does he have an explanation, or purpose for being out here?” asked the first voice doubtful there was any. “Not that I could tell, but he seemed really worried when I woke him up. Paranoid, kind of anxious,” Coh answered. John jumped slightly as a pair of cold fingers rested on his wrist. “John, I know you’re awake. Open your eyes, I have some questions for you.” The fingers removed themselves as John opened his eyes. He was right, the second voice did belong to Coh…butEscape:Chapter 17
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Always forgive your enemies; nothing annoys them so much.
Oscar Wilde.
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"A true genius can use a pencil in many ways."
Gosh wow, it was awesome a few drawbacks was a little grammar mistakes and a little spelling errors but other than that it was like going into a literature paradise with a side trip to story heaven. Wow!
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Maybe in time, you'll want to be mine.
Got time? ~Sagaraishuge
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Maybe in time, you'll want to be mine.
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If you are what you eat....
I could be you...
By Morning....
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Maybe in time, you'll want to be mine.
Thanks for the fave, Jeeeeeeeeeeeeeer.
xD
I'm here TOO, y'know! xD
I'm starting Keir Beair in art class. o_o; The paiting teacher's a pushover, anyway.
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If you are what you eat....
I could be you...
By Morning....
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