The Queen of Swords
Tomoyo sat and pondered, unable to sleep as the light shone through her curtains, she slowly rose from her bed, stumbling slightly as she did. Tomoyo walked over to the window and opened the curtains completely, she sat in a chair by the now open window for a long time thinking of what she'll do next and reviewing the past few days in her mind. " I'll go for him, that's what he would've wanted" Tomoyo reached into her closet and took out some needles, thread and scissors. Tomoyo then sat back down on her bed and began sowing her costume.
How about we start from last weeks preview?
Chapter 7, 'The Mix up!'
Tomoyo sighed as she looked down at her costume, "Something's missing, and I just can't put my finger on it" she said with a puzzled look, "hmm, costume party, the phantom of the opera, A MASK!" Tomoyo smiled knowingly and took another piece of fabric and began sowing, after mere minutes she had completed her costume. "Perfect" she said to herself as she looked it over again, after a few seconds of deciding, she puts on her costume and mask. It looked just like her queen of swords costume except it was a deep purple color that matched her eyes perfectly. A real sword hung at her waist.
Her hair was put up in an intricate but sturdy design, she took off the mask and wrapped a housecoat around herself when she heard the chef nock lightly upon her door, Tomoyo slowly walked towards it and thanked him for the meal and ate until she couldn't eat anymore, she was ready to burst at that exact moment Tomoyo realized just how tired she really was and she herself fell into a deep, peaceful sleep.
After 48 hours of sleep she was allowed to leave her room to get ready for the Costume party/Ball, Tomoyo put on her costume and arrived just on time, she hadn't heard from Syao-kun or her best friend Sakura in days. Odd, she thought to herself. She walked into the mansion and noticed the whole room grow silent, she was wearing the wrong costume, she was disguised as herself, the queen of Swords.
Someone began chuckling in the distance, it was Eriol -or should I say Zorro? - , he had awaken during the days I was asleep and he said, "So nice of you to join us, to bad you aren't the real Queen of Swords" I raised an eyebrow and said, "How can you be so sure I'm not?" Eriol chuckled again and said, "She would have waited for an invitation" HE'S MOCKING ME Tomoyo thought angrily to herself and mumbled, "this means war…"
Tomoyo drew her sword and challenged, "If you are so wise and mighty, I challenge you to a duel Mr. Zorro!" he looked at me and then grinned saying, "While you slept, I trained" he drew his sword while I drew mine and we both bowed to each other. "And so it begins!" and for once Tomoyo lost her temper…
No previews this week!! I made this chapter extra long
Tomoyo sat and pondered, unable to sleep as the light shone through her curtains, she slowly rose from her bed, stumbling slightly as she did. Tomoyo walked over to the window and opened the curtains completely, she sat in a chair by the now open window for a long time thinking of what she'll do next and reviewing the past few days in her mind. " I'll go for him, that's what he would've wanted" Tomoyo reached into her closet and took out some needles, thread and scissors. Tomoyo then sat back down on her bed and began sowing her costume.
How about we start from last weeks preview?
Chapter 7, 'The Mix up!'
Tomoyo sighed as she looked down at her costume, "Something's missing, and I just can't put my finger on it" she said with a puzzled look, "hmm, costume party, the phantom of the opera, A MASK!" Tomoyo smiled knowingly and took another piece of fabric and began sowing, after mere minutes she had completed her costume. "Perfect" she said to herself as she looked it over again, after a few seconds of deciding, she puts on her costume and mask. It looked just like her queen of swords costume except it was a deep purple color that matched her eyes perfectly. A real sword hung at her waist.
Her hair was put up in an intricate but sturdy design, she took off the mask and wrapped a housecoat around herself when she heard the chef nock lightly upon her door, Tomoyo slowly walked towards it and thanked him for the meal and ate until she couldn't eat anymore, she was ready to burst at that exact moment Tomoyo realized just how tired she really was and she herself fell into a deep, peaceful sleep.
After 48 hours of sleep she was allowed to leave her room to get ready for the Costume party/Ball, Tomoyo put on her costume and arrived just on time, she hadn't heard from Syao-kun or her best friend Sakura in days. Odd, she thought to herself. She walked into the mansion and noticed the whole room grow silent, she was wearing the wrong costume, she was disguised as herself, the queen of Swords.
Someone began chuckling in the distance, it was Eriol -or should I say Zorro? - , he had awaken during the days I was asleep and he said, "So nice of you to join us, to bad you aren't the real Queen of Swords" I raised an eyebrow and said, "How can you be so sure I'm not?" Eriol chuckled again and said, "She would have waited for an invitation" HE'S MOCKING ME Tomoyo thought angrily to herself and mumbled, "this means war…"
Tomoyo drew her sword and challenged, "If you are so wise and mighty, I challenge you to a duel Mr. Zorro!" he looked at me and then grinned saying, "While you slept, I trained" he drew his sword while I drew mine and we both bowed to each other. "And so it begins!" and for once Tomoyo lost her temper…
No previews this week!! I made this chapter extra long