~Fear~
Drow
Witch
Roses are red, Violets are blue, The devil is cruel, And so are you.
Posts: 10
|
Lost
Jul 12, 2005 19:15:57 GMT -5
Post by ~Fear~ on Jul 12, 2005 19:15:57 GMT -5
Fear moved throw the darkend, damp trees. The cut on her head slowly bleeded. She had been walking throw the forest for hours. She had came off her flying over.
Fear was a young wicth. She was a fast learner, but see could not get the boom. Her mother told her not to be in the forest, you dont know who you will meet.
Fear moved on she did noy want to disapoint her mother to much. When her mother was young she was the best flyer. Fear hated beening conpeared to her mother. But every day someone would! she hated it!
Something moved in the bushers...
|
|
Sen
Drow
Witch
i am lost in the magic...
Posts: 52
|
Lost
Jul 12, 2005 19:24:03 GMT -5
Post by Sen on Jul 12, 2005 19:24:03 GMT -5
"hello"said a voice from a tree. Sen jumped down from the tree to find another witch. She moved her short brown hair out of her Hazel blue eyes. "Why is another witch out here?"she asked as she approached the witch and looked at her with her eyes.
|
|
~Fear~
Drow
Witch
Roses are red, Violets are blue, The devil is cruel, And so are you.
Posts: 10
|
Lost
Jul 12, 2005 23:29:39 GMT -5
Post by ~Fear~ on Jul 12, 2005 23:29:39 GMT -5
Fear looked at the girl standing in front of her. " Um. I flying over the forest came off my boom. " She stop to wipe the tears from her i eyes. Fear did not want the girl to see her crying. Fear went on. "Then my boom took off and i think i am bleeding and i am lost!" Fear moved her long black hair behing her ears. Fear wipped her eyes with the corner of her sleave. As she did the sleave moved, showing her tatoo. Wich she had sine she could remeber.
|
|
Sen
Drow
Witch
i am lost in the magic...
Posts: 52
|
Lost
Jul 12, 2005 23:34:59 GMT -5
Post by Sen on Jul 12, 2005 23:34:59 GMT -5
"do you need help to find your way back?"she asked the other witch as she took her own broom out and looked at the girl. "there is no need to cry..."she said trying to help the girl. "do you feel dizzy at all?'she asked as she watched the girl.
|
|
~Fear~
Drow
Witch
Roses are red, Violets are blue, The devil is cruel, And so are you.
Posts: 10
|
Lost
Jul 12, 2005 23:50:29 GMT -5
Post by ~Fear~ on Jul 12, 2005 23:50:29 GMT -5
Fear gave a little smile " Yes please. Is it far?" so was a bit dizzy but nothing to worry about.
Fear held her hand out in front of her " I am Fear, by the way. Thank you for your help. my mother said that there was thing in the forest that could eat me up! Is that threw?"
|
|
Sen
Drow
Witch
i am lost in the magic...
Posts: 52
|
Lost
Jul 12, 2005 23:54:18 GMT -5
Post by Sen on Jul 12, 2005 23:54:18 GMT -5
"your mother is all so right."she said taking the hand that was offered to her. "and my name is Sen."she added as she waited. "It isn't to far if you fly but it not so hard walking either witch do you want to take?'she she asked as she turned her Hazel blue eyes on the girl.
|
|
~Fear~
Drow
Witch
Roses are red, Violets are blue, The devil is cruel, And so are you.
Posts: 10
|
Lost
Jul 13, 2005 19:18:50 GMT -5
Post by ~Fear~ on Jul 13, 2005 19:18:50 GMT -5
Fear went red "I am training to be a grate Witch. the only thing i can not get is how to fly a broom." Fear stopped for a second then went on. "My mother is a grate flyer. So in her eyes i am a grate disappointment." Fears smile faded.
|
|
Sen
Drow
Witch
i am lost in the magic...
Posts: 52
|
Lost
Jul 15, 2005 22:29:30 GMT -5
Post by Sen on Jul 15, 2005 22:29:30 GMT -5
"well sometimes mothers can be wrong...so we walk?"she said as she took a step to the west.
|
|
|
Lost
Jul 17, 2005 18:23:19 GMT -5
Post by Fear on Jul 17, 2005 18:23:19 GMT -5
Fear looked worred "i thort you said that there where things out here that would kill you?" Fear said to Sen
|
|
Sen
Drow
Witch
i am lost in the magic...
Posts: 52
|
Lost
Jul 17, 2005 19:34:30 GMT -5
Post by Sen on Jul 17, 2005 19:34:30 GMT -5
"yes i did but dose it stop me? no"she said to Fear with a smile. "We could fly if you rather..."she said getting her broom out.
|
|