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Meggie sighed as she set down the book. She glanced around her nicely furnished room sadly wishing to be somewhere else. It had been two months. Two months since her parents decided to leave the world she loved. Two months since she had seen her friends and second family. Two months since she left Inkworld. And she missed it dearly.
She missed the great Wayless Woods, the Motley Folk, the nymphs, fire fairies. And Farid. Her heart burned at the thought of him. She missed the Black Prince and his bear that would always lick her cheek when she brought it berries. And Roxane and her lessons on the plants and medicine and while they hunted for them she would sing in her beautiful voice. And of course Dustfinger. Even though he could be cynical and he would tease her she missed him. She was like the uncle or older brother she never had.
She looked at the cover of Inkheart with longing. She then reached under her bed and pulled out a notebook and pen. She hardly noticed the clock changing as she wrote and wrote. In some ways it wasn't as good as reading but at the same time it was better. It was her way and she wrote what she thought was true. She finally stretched her hand and looked at the clock. She noticed that an hour and a half had passed. She looked at the first page that she had written. She was going to read through it to make sure it was all correct but she slowly doze off to sleep. She had barely lulled into a deep sleep when she heard a loud voice cry out. A voice that in many ways scared her since she knew what it could do and one she would never forget.
"Meggie, what did you do! Not again!"
My first Inkheart story so don't get mad. Please review.