Spin me a Story

ok pleez ignore the title. It's gay i know but live wit it

Disclaimer-if u recognize it..it ain't mine. So don't sue me cuz all i got is some chuckie cheese tokens (they're my brothers too)



Sandrilene fa Toren was in no mood for Daja's tears. Ever since Briar had started to see Lee, one of his old street rat friends, Daja had been heartbroken. She walked around Discipline with tears in her eyes mumbling nonsense. Tris wondered if Daja was still sane. The worst part was Briar didn't even notice.

"So stupid. I should have known he wasn't worth-"

Sandry nodded like she understood. How long was Daja going to go on like this?

"Don't you agree?" Daja looked at Sandry with trust and hope in her eyes.

Sandry nodded and smiled. She put a comforting hand on Daja's shoulder

Daja tried to smile, "Thanks, Sandry. What would I do without you?"

Sandry smiled and pushed aside the feelings of disgust at herself. It was just going to get worse by her next statement. "Uh- Daja, Lark asked me to weave some cloth. She's making a new tunic for Uncle."

"Oh, okay, " Daja looked crestfallen. Sandry tried not to look at her friend. " Well then I'll just- I'll just go now."

"Daja, um call me when dinners done. We'll talk after, okay?" What did she just do!? She didn't want to spend more time with Daja!

Her friends face lit up, " Okay." Then she turned and left.

Sandry looked around her room. If she told Daja she had to weave she probably should. Uncle Vedris could use a new tunic. Grudgingly she got up and walked to Lark's workroom.`

Her teacher's workroom wa one fo Sandry's favorite places to be other than her Uncle's palace. It always smelled of fresh cloth and sunlight. She took in a deep breath. All of her worries about Daja evaporated. It was time to weave.

She gathered her materials, and sat down next to the loom. The wood was smooth. She remembered when she had first tried to weave. Sandry couldn't weave without remembering that.

After a couple of passes she felt comfortable enough to pass her magic through the thread. She had mostly been working with coarse fabrics, to get to work with silk would take some getting used to. Luckily silk, like many other fine fabrics, talked to her and she got comfortable fast.

All she saw was her magic in her eyes. It all blended together. There were traces of her friends magic. She grinned remembering when she had weaved their magics together and then straightened them out.

Sandry felt a knot in her thread. She went down to fix it. Right as she started to undo it, all her powers came crashing at her.

She only had time to utter a squeak before she was lost in a place between the human and magical world

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kk, did ja miss me!? Now put ur comments in the box i want to hear them. Can't promise i'll use them, but still

i'd like to thank mypuppies for giving me reason to do this

and not tas who wasn't a help. Or feiry cuz she was gone. And not oscar cuz she's scaring me...