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The Third Plante- 3 Castle life and Training life 1 (youngsters:fantasy, 976 words) [3/4] show all parts | |||
Author: fiss | Added: Apr 12 2003 | Views/Reads: 3395/2226 | Part vote: 0.00 (0 votes) |
Evil has encountered the sun and plans to take over the Universe. What can the surviving prince of the sun, Azyla, do to save the other species? | |||
There has been a code problem for some of the readers. Just in case you don¡¯t know, ?this is a question mark ,this is a comma ¡°¡±these are quotation marks ¡these are dots. I felt a little dizzy; I stared up at the creaks in the ceiling. When I got totally bored and my mind has cleared, I looked at the clock. It¡¯s about past 3, and I¡¯m already wide-awake. Your quite early, ei? Huh? Ha ha, you still not used to hearing voices in the brain, are ya? Oh, sorry, I forgot. Hurry up, get up, let¡¯s start it earlier. And finish earlier? No, finish at the time we planned for you That was the time for ME?? Yep, Amy¡¯s already on. I can start now, it doesn¡¯t matter. Good, I was looking forward in you. Linda¡¡¡hoof¡¡¡get down here¡¡ouch! That was Amy; sounds like Rose whacked her on the head. Ok ok, I¡¯m just joking¡Amy again. There was a bathroom placed in the outer room of mine, I dressed into a pile of clothes on the table that was probably meant for me, it looks like a robe, I guess this is what they call ¡°a magician robe¡±. But it¡¯s not exactly for a magician, because it¡¯s like the robes you use for baths that opens like a coat, and it¡¯s very thin, almost a see-through, weaved in a way of a fishing net. It¡¯s light blue, kind of matches my dark-blue ring. That was on the outside, and the inside, well, it¡¯s kind of what ancient Chinese gong-fu people wear. It¡¯s a loose skirt (loose at the bottom, it¡¯s just plain skirt that isn¡¯t tight like jean-skirts or something, there¡¯s no certain shape you can give it) weaved with silk, also light blue. And the top is a t-shirt, it¡¯s median blue, a little darker than the others in the set. It¡¯s weaved with the same material as the pants. I quite liked it. I found more sets of these in the closet, they are all blue, except that the one with the darker blue is different with some. I dressed into the one on the table, and opened the door. I suddenly had a question. Emm, Rosy, how the hell do I get to the outside??? Don¡¯t say the word ¡°hell¡±, we are fighting for heaven, you idiot. Sorry¡but I sticks to that word¡it seems that we are connected. Forget it, by the way, get out here at once! But how? Jump. Jump??? I went back into the room and stared out the window. It¡¯s so high up here; I think my bones can all splitter and splatter when I finally get down there. But somehow I¡¯ll have to get down there, and Rose said jump!!¡ Don¡¯t think so much, I told myself. I opened the window and stood on the window cell. Suddenly I feel the power in the wind strongly, moving away from me. I thought that, if I learn to use those ¡°magic elements¡± since I¡¯m magician, I can probably fly. I closed my eyes, and I felt the power closely. If it¡¯s the wind, it must be very playful, for it¡¯s always running around. I pictured a little boy Click here to read the rest of this story (49 more lines)
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