Lord Of The Flies の小説・ストーリー

“I need a horse for my…for Stella.” Aaron frowned slightly, seeming to give the apple more attention than normal. Then he held it back, running his hand down the muzzle of the brown horse and holding out her lead rope to me. “Tiffany. That's what she's called.” — The adrenaline from the sprint hummed beneath my skin, beads of sweat gathered at the back of my neck. I ran my hand against Olarya’s dark fine fur, stopping to scratch the back of her ears softly. Her sides expanded and contracted with heavy, rhythmic breaths, the faint smell of sweat rising from her coat.

Alicia gleefully locked the door, and went into her room, shedding her clothes as she did. “Finally,” Fred whispered as she leaned down, toward him. *** “I came as soon as I could.” “It’s bad, it’s really bad.” “I told you.” “What do we do?” “-What evil are you two orchestrating?” Jessi asked, cutting into their huddle. “To sabotage BraveHeart,” Rico said, very calmly. “It’s not that bad,” Sofia whined, and Rico gave her the ‘seriously?’ look. “Ok,” she sighed. “It is.”

Lenora pleads with me. She grabs my hand. I see a flash. I am standing in a field of ash and fire. People are screaming for help. A boy is standing in front of me. ‘Mommy is our Queen we have to make her see.’ He says. ‘Slade’? I ask. ‘Yes, grandpa we need mommy to be our Queen and save us.’ “You saw it didn’t you? That is our future if we don’t make her our Queen.” Lenora whispers.

🐾 Luna Pernwél They had cut off the powersource at the base of the mountain and we had only the candlelight to guide us. My eyesight had changed because of my wolf's nature and seeing in the dark was no longer an obstacle to me. Everyone’s eyes glowed around me, adapting to the darkness. “Every pack member, go to your places!” Jake bellowed through the tent. “Non-warriors, return home and close the doors and windows.” He motioned towards the mothers and children, while the female warriors ushered them to their houses in an organised way.

Mylan asked grabbing Ula by the shoulders so she could look into her face. “The Ocean God, he’s coming for me. He's looking for the book, but I can't let him take it. If we don't get everyone out of here now, you all will die.” Ula said, as she tried to stay focus. Mylan dropped her hands and just stare at Ula, she couldn't be talking about, the book. But as she looked at the fear in Ula's eyes, she knew Ula was telling the truth. It made sense because Warlus told them that the Ocean God was trying to find the missing pieces of the original bible written by the King of Kings himself.

Marcus shakes his head, even now broken and battered he can't admit his faults but that's fine with me we know them and that's all that matters. "Burn in hell bastard!" I grit out then I drop the lighter to the ground, within seconds the whole circle is lit up, the flames roaring to life and rising fast. The grass beneath his feet quickly catches alight and he's soon screaming with everything he has, begging for us to stop it, begging for us to save his life. I wonder how many wolves begged for their life when he attacked moonshine? The flames flicker at his skin and burns soon start appearing over his body as the flames reach his clothes.

Find the scattered pack. "There are so few of us left, copilel miu." My child. The woman had gripped her hand hard, and ordered her with practically her last breath. "You must listen to the message. Promise me. It is now your mission." "I will, I will," she had promised. "And, Lia?" She had gripped Lia's arm with unexpected strength. "If you find someone, anyone, and they have the book, make sure they go all the way back to Rica. Remember that. They called him Rica the Strong. The ruler. Anyone else is enemy."

If his brother is heroic, he is the opposite. “This is our first chance to show the world that we are not what they think we are. We are werewolves, blessed by the Moon Goddess. Let us not keep bringing her name to the dirt with us. Today, we are heroes of this land. Spread out and stop the bombings!” Flavian howled to the sky once. A howl with a purpose.

Her father did not like to be commanded, no Alpha did, they took it as a challenge to their Alpha seat. “What is this matter of great urgency?” She questioned him. The boy’s eyes snapped to her own, pupils dilating in fear as he met her wild gaze, he was right to be afraid. He faced a true predator, wolves like himself were only lesser versions of a true wolfs form. “A war, my lady,”

However, forest flies were drawn to her by the aroma of her odor and, in particular, the vomit, and they settled on her. The sensation of them against her cool skin made her realize she was naked, alone, and dripping wet all at the same time. Lucinda, a seventeen-year-old witch with an adventurous spirit, opened her eyes again with a startled expression. It took her a few moments to get her bearings. Then she realized she was alone in a muddy swamp deep in the forest, and she began to panic.