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The last night of winter
The sun had not shone that day, after the storm, but had retired. Darkness fell on the old fortress, which had survived many invasiveMLXC Through the window I could see the snow fall during the night storm, while some flakes are stacked against the glass Vitro care of our Blessed Lady.
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Silence reigned for a moment, allowing you remember those summer days are gone, the days where the sun ruled his life. But they seemed distant and almost impossible, just memories inside his head.
He sat on the chair, snuggling mhile passed his trembling hands on the red fabric of her dress. I wanted to be allowed to dream a little more with the times, just a little more, before reality hit her again.
had to find a way to resist until the arrival of spring again, but every day is towards heavier and she was more exhausted. Closed her eyes again, I did not think about it, I just wanted to dream.
CHTMLXTMLXC line of smoke disappearing into air.
However, she is cold, frozen in his chair, lost in his world, while a smile reflected his ultimate dream.
Title: Myth White
Rating: K
Genre: Angst / Comfort
Fandom: Original
Words: 665
Based on: Cold Winter Nights - Stratovarius
Beta:
White Myth
By now I knew he would be the last. But would not fall without a battle, he must survive in order to recover those who had fallen.
Anger took over his eyes at the thought of the ingratitude of those who came for him. They were visible in the small boat approaching entered enough. It was time to start with this.
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The youngest of the crew of the boat shuddered slightly as he climbed aboard the hood of his coat, covering his dark hair, looking at nothing through his black eyes.
- He could be helpful, he could do something .
But asnow he felt the stillness of the ocean, it was even less, it was obvious he was expecting, and could not be convinced that it was the only one who had discovered. However continued to advance with caution.
more were huddled under the hood of his thick coat, shivering, both cold and fear, but would not admit it. I knew that little noise that was behind her ear was the laugh of a fellow calling him a coward. But he would not casually, wanted to think that someday this would be a dream, a myth and could tell the story, no matteraba if defeated or not, he just wanted one day to tell the story and survive this night.
The roar of the storm took it out of his reverie discovering frustrated and concerned eyes of his companions, all converging in one place, the peak a steep wall of ice, after which they started to show a giant dark cloud. There emerged winds whipping his face, depriving him of a sight as the ship shook, shaken by the waves.
managed to overcome wind and putting a hand over his eyes, making the hood and saw the imposing figure of the white magician raising to heaven the rod on which shone a bright light blue.
from there I could see the anger which shone in his eyes and confident smile that was hidden behind a long beard.
Another shiver ran through her body to hear the order to be prepareds for combat, while the teacher muttered curses under his breath, without taking his eyes off the sorcerer who had been waiting for.
He was right, this has always been a bad plan, but now there was no turning back. Now it was time to fight.
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