AN-I came up with this story idea, and most of it got written in the middle of class. Various classes, mind you. But I fell in love with the idea of it. And now I have totally fallen in love with the story.
Enjoy!
It was dark. You could hear the hushed whispers of many people. Suddenly, a single spotlight shone onto a lone figure wearing a top hat and a suit.
"Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls. I would like you to give a warm welcome to our final act of the night-"
He was cut off by a huge, pure white horse running into the circus ring. One of the clowns that had performed earlier ran out after it, chasing it around until it stopped and turned, prancing on the spot.
"Well." Said the ringmaster as the horse was led back under the curtain, "As I was saying, let us welcome Maura the Great and Snowflake!"
Thunderous applause exploded from the crowd. Then silence, save for a few gasps of awe, as the same horse trotted gracefully out from behind the curtain, looking indeed like the snowflake she was named for. Two women ran next to her, one a gorgeous honey-blonde, the other a graceful mousey-haired woman, both in tight outfits covered in sequins. The horse stopped and the women quickly fitted a long pad on her back and put ten knives hanging in their sheathes on each side of it.
Then the beautiful honey-blonde helped the other woman onto the back of the horse, where she lay on her back with her feet by the horses tail. The blonde turned and introduced herself as Maura and her partner as Anne. Then she jumped gracefully onto the horse without landing on Anne.
Maura stood with a foot on either side of Anne, and the horse started trotting. Then she started cantering, and another horse galloped into the ring about fifteen feet ahead of them. When they were in perfect rhythm with each other, the crowd learned why she was Maura the Great.
As they were cantering, Maura's long blonde hair rippling in waves down to the backs of her knees, a target that nobody had noticed lying flat across the other horses back came up. Anne started flicking knives up to Maura in rapid succession. Maura caught them and threw them at the target.
Twenty knives, ten for each hand, thrown rapidly at a moving target.
Twenty knives hit the center of the target .
The crowd burst into applause as the twentieth knife hit the hole she had left in the dead center of the target.
All but one in the crowd clapped. A tall, raven-haired woman stood in the very back of the crowd. She had not a child with her, and she wore a black leather jacket with black jeans. She looked so intimidating that the people around her automatically left a bubble of space around her. But she didn't seem to notice them. She didn't seem to notice anything except the honey-blonde woman who was the final act in a circus that she had followed for so long just to see her.
And tonight was the night she was going to see her close up for the first time.
AN- Te gusta? No te gusta? What do you guys think?
I know my sister is completely hating on me right now in her brain.
But, reviews are nice guys!
