alettertomyself
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English is my second language, and some say that speaking two languages could give you a split personality. I'm learning how to express my thoughts so that doesn't happen :) I'm a big reader and I love writing short stories.
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Oliver, Son of Genvalt
"If there is a fire that never ceases to burn, it surely lies in the maw of a dragon." (Sarkhan Vol) Oliver woke up in a cold sweat. For many days he had been haunted by a dream where he crept around a dark castle. Each time he passed the maid's room, the door creaked open as a long golden shaft of light crawled out onto the black floor. His mother laid on the bed moaning and crying and begging him for help. As he approached, she turned around, and her face dripped off her like candle wax, revealing a cold, gray skull.
By alettertomyself3 years ago in Fiction
