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The Healing Gift -Synopsis-
In a world where the main classes are all about summoning, fortune-telling, and magic; where a letter in your name can mean the difference between success and failure and healing is considered the greatest gift amongst all the pain, some fight to survive.
Zan, a girl in her 12th year, struggles to live. People around her hate her just because of her name and title. Her powerful gift does nothing to help that, but gives nothing to defend herself with. And with her power, a mysterious force is at work, plaguing her conscience, forcing her to the brink.
She has to succeed, her life depends on it. But how can she when everything seems set again
These Dreams Run - Chapter 1CHAPTER ONE
Corleanne High wasn't, and never had been, a 'looker'. Tired, slumping mesh fences measured out the perimeter of its grounds, and the once proud, grand white front with its pillars and steps were a sad and sorry affair. The ribbed, Romanised pillars were blackened from the fumes of passing cars and tobacco, yellowed at the bases with foul-smelling stale urine. The school motto, Ex uno disce omnes From one person, learn all people was hidden beneath years of pigeon scum, the words barely showing. The stately stairs leading to the huge, double-doors which marked the entrance to the school were worn and withered with t
NaNoWriMo Synopsis: Iris Sunset
Iris Sunset represents the story of Iris' inner struggle to stay sane and live a normal life after a series of unfortunate events. She's a troubled teenager whose life is more than what a 17 years old can normally handle.
The story begins when she meets with a mysterious school mate, Aeneas, but the true trial for her sanity starts when she witnesses the death of Andreas, her ex-boyfriend who still was a strong presence in her life. She is tormented by the guilt of not saving him and she blames herself for his death.
Days of NanoWrimo
Day One: This is so going to work! Kiss everyone goodbye, except for the voices in your head. They'll help you along the way, really! Make sure you are fully supplied with coffee and chocolate. Word Goal: 1,667
Day Two: You don't really have a plot, but that'll come in time, you say. Don't be afraid to stay up a little late. DO NOT EAT ALL THE CHOCOLATE TODAY OR YOU WILL DIE! Word Goal: 3,333
Day Three: One tenth there, you tell yourself happily. Life is still good. Try looking at depressing poetry for more plot ideas, and read Shakespeare Cliff's Notes. If you've already read most of Shakespeare's works, constantly reference it in your nov
Incantare SynopsisShe is an ordinary girl. Unfortunately, ordinary girls make mistakes. Her biggest one? Stumbling into a cottage, not realizing whose it was, and eating the food. Consequences? She now has to venture to see the Fae Court, in the company of one Robin Goodfellow, aka Puck. What do they want? That's the question she wants answered.
Robin Goodfellow never wanted this job, but he does what his Lord commands. He loves his Lord, but the bounds of propriety must still be observed. In the end, he knows where his place is, and he will always keep that place. If he does break it, it won't be because of his own actions.
Oberon loves his wife. He r
NaNoWriMo synopsis: The Lying DivisionA thief by trade, Klyte is forced into the secret Lying Division. His job is to keep the peasants content by twisting the truth, but it's not that simple. Visere, the captain of the division, says everything they do is legal. But Visere's a Liar. And a killer.
Within days, Klyte sees how hard their job is. The vigilantes of the kingdom are desperate to reveal the veil of lies, to show the citizens how blind they have been. They want a rebellion, and they'll do anything to get it. Visere calls for a hunting trip, a much-needed break from the job. It soon dissolves into chaos and, for the first time, the Liars are faced with a group of people
Sacrifice: Chapter TwoChapter Two
I can tell you the truth behind your parents' deaths.
They died. Isn't that all that matters? They're dead and they're not coming back. That's the harsh truth of life. If you're alive, you will be dead someday. It seems sometimes that it'll be in the distant future, but often quite close. Too close for you to imagine. What did happen to my parents? A murder? Drowning? Hanging? Electrocution? Maybe even suicide?
Stop that, I tell myself. It's no use. They're dead, and there's nothing you can do about it other than sulk.
The tears find me again. The officer must be used to it, because he doesn't comment. Five minutes pass - or i
I am fifteen years old, nearing sixteen, yet I have never seen the stars that scatter in the night sky. The ancient stories describe them as a beautiful sight when you have just had a rough day, but nowadays the sky is nothing but midnight blue bleached over with ash.
Centuries ago, my ancestors got careless. The world was already in a dangerous state, but no one took any action against it. Instead, they ignored it and kept playing with their scientific tools and technology, taking everything from nature but not giving anything back. Problems kept popping out, accumulating over the years, and by the time anyone had realized what th
MY HAIRY LOST AND FOUNDChapter 1: Dog Rescue
Ugh! I hate getting home so late. It was a few days before the 4th of July and just after dusk with the fog rolling in as was usual for this area. I trudged up the steep hill to my apartment building situated in the beautiful neighborhood known as Corona Heights. An eery feeling crept over me, causing goosebumps to break out over my arms....not all of it caused by the cooling evening. This had happened every night so far and I did my best to ignore the sensation. After all, the neighborhood was safe and, at the moment, the sidewalk and street was quiet and empty.
I'm normally off two hours earlier, which often allo
MISSION SAVING THE WORLD, CH 14Chapter 14: Booting Troublemakers and Creepling Care
Feral was rubbing his face and trying to read through the night's reports from the facility besides ones from his Enforcer night shift when an irate SWAT Kat stormed into his office.
He blinked in surprise as Razor stalked angrily up to his pedestal and stared at him across the expanse of Feral's paper laden desk.
"You have to send some of these volunteers home!" Razor said without preamble.
The slim SWAT Kat scowled. "I have strong suspicions that some of the people we were sent came here on false pretenses."
Feral frowned. "Why would you think that?"
"By their inabilit
HelicaseHelio and I were always sitting on the stairs, chatting about the lamina and occasionally making snide remarks about ribosomes. There wasn't much for us to do. Our job was to simply be, and let the RNA scribble down the letters on our foreheads when they came around every once in a while. Helio was a G, I was a C. It wasn't exactly fulfilling, I suppose. There wasn't much to be filled. So to pass the time, we talked.
"You ever wonder?" Helio asked.
"About...well...what's out there." Helio and I were rooted to the stairs, quite happily, but it was awkward to move in. He kind of twisted in the general direction of the closest pore. "Out in the cytoplasm."
"I haven't," I admitted. "What's there to wonder about?"
"That's exactly the thing. I have no idea." Helio sighed, gazing into the distance. "Somehow it feels like we play this huge, huge role in something important, but how can we when we don't even know what that something is? I want to be something that, that has
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