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Awakening the ArtisanLia? Can you get the teacups from the cupboard?
Make sure there are enough pastries on the plates, please.
And for Gods sake, stop staring out the windows!
The young blond-haired girl did as she was told by her father; she didnt want to get scolded again for staring again. To tell the truth, Lia was staring at the glass windows rather than out them. She loved the way the light made them shine, made them glow, and made them sparkle. The young girl often found herself gazing at the smooth surfaces.
Lia! Take this tray up to the ballroom! And hurry, the guests are arriving.
Fixing the apron around her waist, Lia walked toward the table and gently picked up the tray. As she walked down the halls, her blue eyes caught something reflected on the windows. It looked like a small child, but in size only. The child-creature had curved antennas and r
One Last ChanceThe sweet air of the emerald-leafed forest was now thick with the stench of rotting flesh. Numerous bodies of armored soldiers lay motionless on the damp earth. Innocent, little saplings were drenched with the soldiers lifeblood. The starry black sky transformed into a painted canvas of reds and pinks, like a beautiful butterfly emerging from its cocoon. Beyond the tall oaks, the two surviving combatants faced each other, cloaks billowing in the haunting wind. The tallest of the combatants chuckled at his weary opponent.
"Look at the mighty warrior now," its taunting voice dripping with malice. "Give up."
"No! I will never surrender to the likes of you, demon!" the other shouted.
The determined figure threw off its cloak, revealing a young teenage girl. Her onyx eyes glowed with anger and rage. She griped her sword and charged at her hulking opponent. Twin swords clashed as the demon lazily blocked the girl's attempt. The so-called 'demon' removed its own cloak and locked its gol
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