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Road To Crooked Barony Prideful and straight, she trotted between the gates marking the boundary of Jutesdelphia. Black cloak billowing out from behind her revealing an ankle not of solemn black or grey as it should have been, but one of bright sky blue. She patted the chestnut mares neck and allowed herself one moment to slip from her facade of bereavement to grin blissfully to herself for the first time in years. She had done it, literally gotten away with murder and a chest full of gold to boot.Road To Crooked Barony by ~Snailpaste
As dusk descended on the lone rider, she rode up to an inn just off to the left of the dusty road. It would be a long way to Crooked Barony and as much as she wished to
Deal The curtain!Deal by ~Snailpaste
An emerald green, velvet curtain, the perfect place for a princess in an emerald green dress to hide.
'Miss Jarvis!
Please! we have been at this all day, please let the men rest, they grow tired of your games'
The curtain rippled and out stepped a young girl with a very large pout on her face.
'oh Everett. You're such a bore. I need something to do. There is nothing around here, and father never lets me go out. I want to do something exciting! like fighting dragons and slaying vicious beasts!'
And she was off, running down the corridor jabbing at the air with an invisible sword. The senior guard Everett sighed and jogged af
The morning when it all began I would say that i was just an ordinary kid doing ordinary things, but saying that would be a compliment . The truth is i wasn't ordinary, in some ways i was less and others i was just plain weird. I never really had any friends through primary school. Maybe one or two, but i forget them now. They are irrelevant to my life. I still find it hard to comprehend just how much has changed, i still feel like me and yet, not me at the same time. It's hard to describe, which is the whole point of writing all this. To try make you understand at least a little about me and if you are to understand you need to know everything, right from the very firstThe morning when it all began by ~Snailpaste
The Adventurous Mr Tinkles He was at it again, living up to his pathetic name. Smirking to himself he finished off his business with his personal vendetta against the oriental rug in the hall, scratched at the floor and made his get away out the front door cat flap before Mother could catch him in the act.The Adventurous Mr Tinkles by ~Snailpaste
Mr Tinkles sat licking himself clean in the middle of the front lawn, while he decided on a question which had been puzzling him all morning:
'Which tree shall i nap under?'
For a cat, it is very important business and a very difficult task. Choose the wrong tree and you could wind up dog fodder. Or just cranky after a not-so-satisfying sleep. And Mr Tinkles didn'
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