다이나믹 Novels & Stories

"We need to talk about Dianny." #

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

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“Yeah, I was afraid of that response.” I step closer. “Aidan.” He looks at me. And for a moment, it’s him again. Clear. Focused. Present. “If you can’t pull back,” I say, “then you don’t go further.” “That’s not how this works.” “That’s exactly how this works.” He shakes his head. “The connection isn’t static. It’s dynamic. If I stop progressing, it adjusts. It compensates.” Matteo raises a hand. “I would like to vote against anything that involves it compensating.”

We reach Elsa and low and behold, she is standing right in front of a spring! "I swear it's a miracle Eden! It's a miracle! We are not going to die!!! We won't die! We have found water! See! It's real water! I even tasted it! Come see! We can finally have a bath!!!! Eden I swear we will get a promotion!" She screams joy flowing out of her. I stand grinning at her excitement and she drags me to the spot where the water is flowing out of the ground and she starts splashing me with it.

A week after, Jimmy and Lord Nylian were having breakfast alone. The table was silent, only the sound of the juice glasses and cutlery setting on the marble table could be heard. The Duke was reading Dreamy Day, the number one newspaper in the kingdom. The writers and editors made sure to include all the things that happen daily in Fantasia, such as the next game of Golden Basket; it's the same concept as the regular Basketball game on Earth, except that it's played in the air. The players are mostly fairies or creatures that have wings. They must pass a kind of silver balloon and throw it on the golden basket that floated peacefully in the air.

Alive. *

I Wanna go train with you and Dantzler again! Mother of the home: Dayna! Sit down and prepare to make the spiritual offering for the creatures that have given their lives for our meal today! Dayna: (A short Girl with beautiful pink eyes, cold black hair coming down to only her ears, and a very thin frame. But muscular nonetheless, She rolled her eye at her mother's words and groaned out loud as she retorts with) Mooom you can speak common like the rest of the universe! Just say let's pray!

WHy DiDnT HE SEnd Me A FRIEND REQUEST! *****************