[I have Something planned for this book but that would be In DANCING IN FLAMES. We probably would revise most of the chapters of this book. Thank you!][¿ Basiton, eleventh hour of the day]The wind picked up blowing harshly from different directions and dark artificial clouds hovered above. The wind was becoming so strong that one could feel themselves sway to the wind each autocrative lair made to propel the wind to delve them into different directions because, due to the meteor hanging above the lithosphere the wind had become so harsh that the scientist had to make the autocrative lair that would be able to slow the wind. The scientist clustered in between the north pole which connected in its wing form dotting closer to the south pole depicting the middle area of Basiton, the very center where by the launching of the sun would happen. A battleglass holding a deathly radiant surficed of a deep red halo and it's blinding reflection permeating without warning. Twenty-hundreds of sc
[Any questions about this chapter? I would be glad to fill you on my knowledge of it][Blood Moon]Days after days, a troupe of four walked under the fiery gaze of the hot sun. The heat permeating the town was so hot that they were regretting not reducing the heat by the fraction they already deciphered. Greatly, the town seem to function well... they all liked the sunlight though it was scorching hot. They took their time to admire and fansy what they had lacked centuries ago. But still yet, it was too much. They achieved something though. Waters from the sea evaporates and is trapped in on the artificial dark clouds only for it to condense and bring down rain. Basiton was going back to normal, grounds were getting softer and plants were growing. The only problem here right now is that, if plant do grow, they ended up getting withered without producing so now people where getting shades ready with which they would plant under them. If they needed sunlight, the shade would be raised a
[Yeah, the questions should come rolling. Am still so interested to give this book a happy ending but for now, this is just Volume 1][Imagination works well with this chapter. Do your best and ask questions where neccessary]Across the distant world, a black sea surfed with waves raising the tides at an increasing speed. The moon bathed the dark blue sky hovering below a dark expanse. The moon's radiance was blinding above the dark rocky expanse, it's white flames lighting up the arena. The pressure cutting and crushing from above hit the dark expanse only to raise and fall on it again reducing the atmospheric stone into granules. The incandescent light had been burning for quite a while, it's evil temperature hard to decipher and the white radiance suddenly passed through using the little crack caused by the too much pressure and the ghostly pale light touched the land for the very first time after decades and centuries. A mini figure of the moon reflected on the black sea. The whit
[Yeah, indeed Mordret is really Edgar. That tells why he was putting on a fake face.]Alicia had noticed the slight change in Bella and a frown rested on her face. Modret was what actually made her to look as if Edgar was still alive but with another form. Well, who would blame her. She is bound to think about Edgar after taking closer look at Modret. 'Did Edgar reincarnate?' No, that would be too absurd, right? Alicia went to Bella and they excused themselves out of the dinning hall while the remaining members of the Bills family walked in for lunch. Modret was a cute and adorable kid, he had Edgar's features, even the curve of his and Edgar's face look the same. Not that Alicia had nothing doing by going to master the curves of Edgar's face but Edgar had been so close to her that she knew every ounce of him even when closing her eyes, she would be able to detect Edgar. Even when Modret came to the picture and into their life. She had been missing Edgar so much, Edgar she promised n
[Check This one Out]Modret was seen standing by the blue table as Joshua crouched down to meet his gaze as the little guy remained so small to him. He still showcased a cute smile at the little boy. "Listen kido, levitating objects have to do with the mind, the way by which the energy is being passed through from your mind to the object being levitated. Enough concentration will do plus less stress." Modret's large blue eyes sparkled and he smiled geniunely as if ready to follow the instructions being passed on to him. "Ok," his reply was crisp. Joshua immediately moved out of the way only for a large wooden desk made entirely out of mahogany ply with all of the depressing weight protruding out of the desk one would know how heavy the desk really was. It had a two by two flat edges encased with notable sac flexed across to make a diagonal crossing. Modret gulped at the weight because looking directly at the desk he knew what wait encompassed, it was supplous and Alicia had to feel c
Alicia Wilson was left sitted on her bed, her eyes roaming around and about the room. She was going to meet her groom and his family today. Her dad decided to this marriage because he thinks she's suitable enough and needed to be with her in-laws. She had been a good daughter so far and needed to leave so that the rest of her sisters could take over. Alicia stood up as her hand gripped a handful of her icy blue dress. She walked over to the window and pulled on the pink tinted curtains revealing the vast of green grasses displayed on the outskirts of the horizon. What would become of her? will her groom be a good man? will her in-laws treat her well? thoughts ran freely through her mind. She had dreamt of finding her true love, she didn't believe she would get married this way, but she had to do it for the happiness of her family.Alicia actually had a really real connection with this big room of hers, and couldn't believe that in a day time, she would be leaving for good. Her dad Di
"Him?" Alicia wondered,"why him?" She could only ask, although she couldn't neglect that bubbling feeling in the pits of her stomach that screamed of excitement. But again, she didn't want to think about him, his presence alone both attract and scare her all at the same time. She could also tell that with the way Samson glared at her, he was upset. Alicia couldn't help but think that he's probably seeing her as a clumsy lunatic. With the way he stares at her, one could tell that he hated her to the core. They both never wanted this, the strange alliance, and the quick marriage."Hey Samson! uh..." Diler started, a bit confused on how to phrase his statement in a way it wouldn't sound weird."...you probably need to know more about Alicia here. So you both need some privacy..." Facing Alicia this time, he said "...honey take him to your room"Immediately Samson stood up and darted off like he was the one asked to lead the way as Alicia gaped at him. Seeing how far their distance was
It was a good day,Alicia was sitted by the makeup table after her wonderful and luxurious petal bath. Her skin was soothed already by that one bath, she felt an overall calmness within her internal body. Even her skin seemed to smoothen even more, her texture flooding with brass coolness. She stared into the mirror as her reflection appeared in it, her black as midnight hair was tied up elegantly in a bun so that the wedding veil would hang freely over her head. It was the day she dreaded the most, her wedding; especially to Samson.Her bridesmaids were getting her ready for the ceremony as they applied light make-up to her face making it more of a less beautification so that she wouldn't appear as a clown in front of her groom. She stood up to the elegant white gown bobbing out overly excited for the day at hand, it's color was a pure white. A part of Alicia wasn't satisfied with her looks especially when she knew that the man she was getting married to was a bitter type. She wante