Novel & Cerita Strawberry Jam Sword

The only one in the middle of the wall, my sword. “I am afraid I haven’t used a sword for 3 years now, William.” I took the sword and wrapped my hand on its handle. The pommel has a red ruby in the middle with small lavender flowers encrusted on its golden grip. I took the sword out of its golden scabbard and watched the blade as it reflected the light. The middle of the blade was colored in blood-red with its tip dipped in gold.

Francis said with a small frown on his face. “I mentioned it. You must have forgotten,” Ericson replied in a dismissing tone as there was no reason to be discussing what they were gradually heading to. They both stopped talking and the world around them froze but for their hearts which began to race when they saw Sarah lift up a sword above Harold. The sword which was long and without doubt, sharp, glowed and glistened with the light that bath it. The sword was made of silver. The other students were in a pile of each other, everyone of them in one way or the other, unable to help Harold and even themselves.

It was clearly an expensive sword crafted by a famous master. "Scram!" Brian merely glanced at him. His eyes were filled with disdain. A Strikerine member by the side said, "Do you think you can join Strikerine just by offering a sword? Dream on!"

"Pleated fine steel long sword, only for 100 gold. It cuts iron like mud is, an absolute great self-defense weapon!" "Hey, everyone, take a look. The light body armor made by the masters from Hammering House. It is engraved with Primary Rank inscription, thus impervious to blades and spears. And you can also move freely while wearing it..." "'Qi-Drawing Pill' is on sale. Even if ordinary people eat one, they may feel a sense of Qi. It's crunchy and delicious. Come and get it!"

Samson said his phone in his ear as he picked up the double edged sword with his one hand from his desk. Seeing the sword, Alicia gasped. She had never seen a sword look so ghostly.. like an arabic jian which has a ghostly green light dazzling out of the sheathed blade. This particular one was way out of the picture. Samson glared at her hard for gasping out so suddenly. "It's pretty heavy, but i think with the 'Feather of truth' enchantment, I can reduce it's weight drastically." Samson said.

She held it tightly. Serra thought it was heavy but it was surprisingly light, light as a feather. It's like she's holding a twig, very comfortable in her hands. She stared at the shimmering sword. It has a beautiful gold hilt with an intricate carved angel wings above the handle, the blade was long as her arms and it was sharp and shiny, the light bounced on it, and Serra could see herself on it like a clear mirror. The sword was like made specifically for her as it was comfortable to her hands and it felt familiar and comforting to the touch.

I just can't believe it looked like I never left. Grandma opened the cabinet filled with small baskets of fruits. Oranges, green apples, blue and black berries which I don't know where they get those, mangoes, guava which I haven't tasted that in my life, pineapple, dragon fruit which I wonder if Emilia Clarke the mother of dragons in Game Of Thrones planted those like how she raised her dragon offspring, kerson fruit berries and some fruit I never seen before. I looked around and recognized paintings with my signature. Paintings I threw last year. I wonder how these stuffs got here.

My Bright Future gun, is my bedazzled gun, of course, I bedazzled it with diamonds. 2.My Gold twins, identical gold Handguns, perfect for a quick kill. 3. Dagger of death, has a purple grip that is styled like a marble flooring. It has blades sharper than you can imagine. 4. Barbie with Glam is a bright pink Gun with a Silver line going across. 5.The Swords of Light are Purple and Black swords, that glow in the dark. I am honestly laughing at how the store owner allowed a 13-year- old to buy these weapons because he was broke and we had money.

“You do.” “I—” “Strawberries?” I held the can towards him. Devrim frowned at it as he shook his head. “No. What do you mean I have triggers?” I sat down with my knees bent and an elbow resting on one as I pulled a strawberry from the can. Flavour exploded in my mouth when I took the first bite. Strawberries were one of my favourite fruits, along with oranges. Devrim hated fruits and Ezra loved sweets like Vanya. “Obsidian?”

Halkow showed her a sword forged by djinns in the last 7th century in Japan. “According to lore, it never missed its target.” Coralis took it to look at it. It was very lightweight and easy to handle. She glanced at Frank, who was looking at it in admiration. “I’ll take it,” said Coralis, thinking it would make a great additional home defence when Frank was alone.