Gwennavierre: Sorries for the long period of non-updateness. Thanks to my
favorite reviewers, Victoria and Liol, for showing your thoughts!
YES!! Finally, I will be awakened...KYAKAKAKAKA!!!! Isn't that right, Garfield?
Garfield: Where's my candybar? You promised me a candybar if I came here.
Karaka: You mean the one that she ATE?
Gwennavierre: Uh...I'll get you a pizza after the chapter! I promise! Or I'll let you kick me all the way to your hometown of Muncie!! _
Garfield: I'll go with the pizza. Okay, here's the deal, neither Gwennavierre or Karaka own me or Threads of Fate. Now hurry up with the chapter so I can get my pizza.
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She was a pale thing. Quite tall, maybe as tall as Mint, but shorter than Kara. She had blonde locks of hair steaming about her, perhaps as long as her rich relative's when it was down. Above it was secured a dark purple bow-like hair accessory. The also dark purple collar of her dress was slanted down in spikes. (Karaka: If I ever get a scanner I can e-mail someone a pic.) The black velvet sleeves came down and looked like they had been tugged at until they hung down slightly. The also black waist and skirt of her wardrobe was tight around the middle, and sprung out quite suddenly while sticking out far and not covering very much skin. What was not covered up was replaced by a bunch of lace protruding from it. This made her look playful, and as innocent as a child. Her feet were protected by leather boots that ceased at her knees. She kind of looked like something straight out of Halloween but she was smiling and looked harmless.
"She looks like a little girl in a teenager's body..." whispered Rue. He and Mint stared thoughtfully at the lady they had helped revive.
Then, her fragile face seemed to flush with some color. Soon after, she fluttered open her eyes, which were a light amethyst color. "Huh...?" she said in a quiet, weak little voice. "What? Va...len?" Kara stared at her coldly.
"Valen is dead."
"What? My big brother's not dead! He's in his room, playing with his toys." Everyone exept Kara looked at her confusedly. Mint's turn to speak was now.
"Um? Hello...My name is Mint. Are you...Gwennavierre?"
"Yes! Where am I? This doesn't look like my garden...Is my brother around here?"
"I told you. He is dead. He is in another dimension. And he is not your brother. He is your....well I don't know exacly. And, I, am your aunt, Lady Kara. Add about 50 'greats,' and I am related to you. I do not know if he suspended you in here, or if someone else did. You have been here for a very, very long time. Mint, Rue, and I came to revive you from your slumber."
Gwennavierre broke into a fit of tears. "No! But this means we've missed my eighth birthday! Look, see?! This isn't me! This is an older me! I miss my brother! I want my pet cat!! Where's Colorus?!" she whined. Rue tried to help her.
"Please don't cry. You'll over-exert yourself. And with the state that we're all in, we can't carry you." Gwennavierre stopped crying but continued sniffling. Mint realised something.
"Hey! Did you say you knew a person named Colorus?" The child-teenager looked up slightly at the redhead.
"Yeah. We're good friends. Where is he?"
"Sorry, we don't know. But if you help us, we'll help you find him."
"Okay! I need to find him..." she drooped with growing sorrow.
"We will! Don't worry... But we need your help first."
"I'll assist you in any way possible."
"Great! Okay, we're looking for a [relic] and we think that the Delta of Colorus has something to do with it."
"Probably. Colorus said he was gonna make a [relic] for me. The Delta is just the passageway to his Sanctuary." She stood up with the idle help of the Doll of Valen. "Hey! You...your...my brother! You remind me of my brother before he got mean. And hey... I can sense something on you. It's like my brother. Hey? He made lots of nice dolls. Would you be one of them?" Rue stammered hesitantly.
"Y-yes. I soppose this might be a bit of a discompfort for you."
"Not at all. If anything, the thought's pretty nice! Hmm...on other matters, it's dark. It's cold. Although it all looks reaaally cool, I think that we'll need a suitable resting place. Now...where's my Aeonic power..." Gwennavierre placed a finger on her chin as she thought deeply. "Aha!" Oddly enough, a gem like Rue's only the same color of her eyes began to glimmer on her forehead. "There it is!" she grinned happily. The other three had no clue what the heck was going on. And as the gem completed its appearence, two creatures identical two Fancy Mel's exept one had black fur and the other bright orange faded into veiw. They were the colors of Halloween. "Yay! Now we can go to my room!" And all four dissolved into the night.
Gwennavierre's 'room' was more of a palace of blue. She called it: Tints of Blue. Right. Anyways, she requested to be called 'Gwenna,' because it was much shorter. She had sent her new friends into seperate rooms after secretly discovering an unidentified journel with her name on it. But she did not recognise it. So she took it into her grand room, the creatures circling her head. She would read it now. And would not tell anyone. She opened the book.
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Gwennavierre: 'sniffs' I remember! I was looking so forward to my eighth birthday!
Garfield: 'eating pizza joyously'
Karaka: Oh, do hush up! I'll get you a Playstation 2 for your nine-hundred- ninety-eighth birthday.
Gwennavierre: OH JOY!!
YES!! Finally, I will be awakened...KYAKAKAKAKA!!!! Isn't that right, Garfield?
Garfield: Where's my candybar? You promised me a candybar if I came here.
Karaka: You mean the one that she ATE?
Gwennavierre: Uh...I'll get you a pizza after the chapter! I promise! Or I'll let you kick me all the way to your hometown of Muncie!! _
Garfield: I'll go with the pizza. Okay, here's the deal, neither Gwennavierre or Karaka own me or Threads of Fate. Now hurry up with the chapter so I can get my pizza.
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She was a pale thing. Quite tall, maybe as tall as Mint, but shorter than Kara. She had blonde locks of hair steaming about her, perhaps as long as her rich relative's when it was down. Above it was secured a dark purple bow-like hair accessory. The also dark purple collar of her dress was slanted down in spikes. (Karaka: If I ever get a scanner I can e-mail someone a pic.) The black velvet sleeves came down and looked like they had been tugged at until they hung down slightly. The also black waist and skirt of her wardrobe was tight around the middle, and sprung out quite suddenly while sticking out far and not covering very much skin. What was not covered up was replaced by a bunch of lace protruding from it. This made her look playful, and as innocent as a child. Her feet were protected by leather boots that ceased at her knees. She kind of looked like something straight out of Halloween but she was smiling and looked harmless.
"She looks like a little girl in a teenager's body..." whispered Rue. He and Mint stared thoughtfully at the lady they had helped revive.
Then, her fragile face seemed to flush with some color. Soon after, she fluttered open her eyes, which were a light amethyst color. "Huh...?" she said in a quiet, weak little voice. "What? Va...len?" Kara stared at her coldly.
"Valen is dead."
"What? My big brother's not dead! He's in his room, playing with his toys." Everyone exept Kara looked at her confusedly. Mint's turn to speak was now.
"Um? Hello...My name is Mint. Are you...Gwennavierre?"
"Yes! Where am I? This doesn't look like my garden...Is my brother around here?"
"I told you. He is dead. He is in another dimension. And he is not your brother. He is your....well I don't know exacly. And, I, am your aunt, Lady Kara. Add about 50 'greats,' and I am related to you. I do not know if he suspended you in here, or if someone else did. You have been here for a very, very long time. Mint, Rue, and I came to revive you from your slumber."
Gwennavierre broke into a fit of tears. "No! But this means we've missed my eighth birthday! Look, see?! This isn't me! This is an older me! I miss my brother! I want my pet cat!! Where's Colorus?!" she whined. Rue tried to help her.
"Please don't cry. You'll over-exert yourself. And with the state that we're all in, we can't carry you." Gwennavierre stopped crying but continued sniffling. Mint realised something.
"Hey! Did you say you knew a person named Colorus?" The child-teenager looked up slightly at the redhead.
"Yeah. We're good friends. Where is he?"
"Sorry, we don't know. But if you help us, we'll help you find him."
"Okay! I need to find him..." she drooped with growing sorrow.
"We will! Don't worry... But we need your help first."
"I'll assist you in any way possible."
"Great! Okay, we're looking for a [relic] and we think that the Delta of Colorus has something to do with it."
"Probably. Colorus said he was gonna make a [relic] for me. The Delta is just the passageway to his Sanctuary." She stood up with the idle help of the Doll of Valen. "Hey! You...your...my brother! You remind me of my brother before he got mean. And hey... I can sense something on you. It's like my brother. Hey? He made lots of nice dolls. Would you be one of them?" Rue stammered hesitantly.
"Y-yes. I soppose this might be a bit of a discompfort for you."
"Not at all. If anything, the thought's pretty nice! Hmm...on other matters, it's dark. It's cold. Although it all looks reaaally cool, I think that we'll need a suitable resting place. Now...where's my Aeonic power..." Gwennavierre placed a finger on her chin as she thought deeply. "Aha!" Oddly enough, a gem like Rue's only the same color of her eyes began to glimmer on her forehead. "There it is!" she grinned happily. The other three had no clue what the heck was going on. And as the gem completed its appearence, two creatures identical two Fancy Mel's exept one had black fur and the other bright orange faded into veiw. They were the colors of Halloween. "Yay! Now we can go to my room!" And all four dissolved into the night.
Gwennavierre's 'room' was more of a palace of blue. She called it: Tints of Blue. Right. Anyways, she requested to be called 'Gwenna,' because it was much shorter. She had sent her new friends into seperate rooms after secretly discovering an unidentified journel with her name on it. But she did not recognise it. So she took it into her grand room, the creatures circling her head. She would read it now. And would not tell anyone. She opened the book.
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Gwennavierre: 'sniffs' I remember! I was looking so forward to my eighth birthday!
Garfield: 'eating pizza joyously'
Karaka: Oh, do hush up! I'll get you a Playstation 2 for your nine-hundred- ninety-eighth birthday.
Gwennavierre: OH JOY!!