Hello? Um... I'm not really sure how to start this, but here I go. This is my first fan fiction (that I'm actually putting out there. Trust me, I have dozens of notebooks full of cringe worthy fanfics). Anyways, if you haven't already noticed it's about The Labyrinth, (which I'm obsessed with). Sorry for rambling, but I have a few notes I'd like to make before I begin. 1.) I seriously struggle with commas. I either forget to add them or use way too many. 2.) Sometimes I write things that make sense to me, but totally baffle others. I'm trying to work on this, so if you are ever confused by something don't be afraid to ask for clarification. 3.) Lastly, I don't know how often I'm going to update. I'll try to post regularly, but knowing me I'll probably be too lazy or procrastinate (which is two entirely different things). This chapter is going to be really short so I'll probably post a longer one in a day or two. Enjoy ;) (Is it bold of me to assume somebody will read my terrible fanfic and actually enjoy it?)
An animalistic roar ripped through his chest. "Bring me the girl," he seethed vehemently. The venom dripping from his voice like water from a leaky faucet.
Eager to not disappoint their king again, the ugly creatures quickly left the throne determined to complete the task at hand. As the left the room he could hear them muttering "The girl. Yes, find the girl. Bring her back to Kingsly." In their gnarled, high pitched voices.
The imbeciles. How many more times would they fail before they completed the seemingly easy task? I'd be better off, sending the fireys to retrieve her, the king thought bitterly to himself.
The king's voice echoed off the walls, as he spoke to himself in the nearly empty room. "If only I could go and get her myself. Things would be so much easier."
The Goblin King could not leave his castle. For the Labyrinth was dying and he with it. The girl was the key. She just had to be.
It'd been nearly two years since she had defeated the Labyrinth, bested him, and returned back to the Aboveground. When she had left she took something from the Labyrinth with her. The king was sure of that, but the question of what she had taken still reamained. Whatever it was had caused him and the Labyrinth to grow weak. She held the answer, but would she give it to him?
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I hope you enjoyed. Actually I hope sombody just read it. Hahaha. Anywhere's I was uncertain on how to describe a goblins voice, so if anyone has anything better than "gnarled, high pitched" that'd be great.
Please review. (Also, instead of doing my 4 pages of Geometry homework I did this instead. Which is me procrastinating, not be being lazy).
Have a great morning, afternoon, evening, and night! •_•
