Baca Online Enny Arrow の小説・ストーリー

I stretched my arms and lie down on the makeshift bed, pulling my satchel from under the pillow and taking out the slim box. It never fails to amaze me every time I see the arrow float from the box and just zoom around, glinting as it reflected the late afternoon sun that shines light from the barred window of the back room. I snatched the arrow and inspected it closely – the engraving on it are bizarre, not like the ones I usually see at the temples of Eros, but more ancient, as though it was the language Zeus has thought his children. I stowed the arrow back on the box and pushed it inside the depths of my satchel with the rest of the shivering letters, refusing to remind myself of Caelum

Arrow said watching me hungrily. I rolled my eyes at them. "Sorry the food got cold," I said sliding a plate of pancakes into the oven. "I would trade warm food for you any day," Arrow smiled seductively. "Do you guys want to open your presents before you eat?" I asked feeling nervous. "We can wait," Arion replied. "Maybe just a small one? Arrow asked. I stopped, turning around I realized he was holding the little box I was so nervous about. Arion's eyes landed on the box, "where's mine?" he asked.

I held the bowstring, preparing my fingers to let go of the arrow as I gasp for air. Archery has been my preference. It gives me a calm mood and I often uses it to reduce my anger or grief within my chest. As I let go of the arrow, it directly darted toward the target and I sigh in relief upon witnessing how it pierced through the center. "Not bad at all," I whispered and a smirk escaped from my edges. Mayhaps I must go home and assemble myself for the night's lantern exhibition. As I have my departure, I notice a silhouette from afar. The butts aren't distant from the forest I used to stay in. Out of my interest, my feet hasten to tail the figure of a woman. I could evidently glimpse how sh

"Forgive me." The arrow flew. Straight toward Lynnek's End of Chapter Twenty-two