Alex Fireye
Hey Maple and Tulip (weird pshco peoples) happy now your names on the internet.
Disclamer: Everything belongs to Tamora. I own nothing blah blah
Just to straighten it out this time. Alanna is 14 The Winding Circle peoples are 14. No more fire about that from reviewers thanks. Andd noo mor fir abot myy spilling. its perffectllly fin. i donnt hav spill chek . iff yoo wer correccct al the tim id bee worrryed.
Rosethorn knows how to use a sword, peoples get over it.
Thanks to the NICE peoples who reviewed my story. FaithfuLightning CTHKSI ZWngDragon MistyFox14 jessica milne David Shaka
And to all the other peoples
Alannas eyes fluttered open, her purple eyes examining her surroundings. The room was small but homely, curtains fluttering against the white washed walls. There was nothing much more to the room, only a wash basin, bed table and chair, a chest in the far corner and several embroydered pictures hugging at the wall. Her sword was neatly lying on the carved chest.
She sighed and tried to struggle out of the crish clean sheets, which by now were dishivilled (i thiiink thaats howw yoo spill iit) and crumpled. She was interupted by a soft nocking on the door. Alanna temper getting the better of her opened her mouth to tell the nocker to piss off (sorry if your cristian or you hate swearing...actualy im not sorry but thats not the point) when a tall silver haired man swept into the room, his long robes sweeping the floor.
He smiled kindly at Alanna and settled into the spindely chair.(stilll dont now howw too spill). Alanna then relized he was waiting for her to talk. "Who are you" she blerted. She didnt mean for it to sound that way but it did.
"You are in Emelan, Winding Circle and my name is Niko Goldeneye. I havent found the reason why your here but i'll find out eventually." he srugged. "Tell me about yourself." It wasnt a question. Alanna swallowed and licked her lips. "I come fro...."she croaked. The tall man handed her the earthen picher beside the bed which she greatfully accepted. " I come from relm of Tortall."Her voice became stronger (probably the water)"My name is Alanna of Treebond under the alegence of ..............i am a lady page disguised as a male." She stopped auruptly ..................................
To be continued Sorry such a short chapter
Hello people writers block, give me ideas!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hey Maple and Tulip (weird pshco peoples) happy now your names on the internet.
Disclamer: Everything belongs to Tamora. I own nothing blah blah
Just to straighten it out this time. Alanna is 14 The Winding Circle peoples are 14. No more fire about that from reviewers thanks. Andd noo mor fir abot myy spilling. its perffectllly fin. i donnt hav spill chek . iff yoo wer correccct al the tim id bee worrryed.
Rosethorn knows how to use a sword, peoples get over it.
Thanks to the NICE peoples who reviewed my story. FaithfuLightning CTHKSI ZWngDragon MistyFox14 jessica milne David Shaka
And to all the other peoples
Alannas eyes fluttered open, her purple eyes examining her surroundings. The room was small but homely, curtains fluttering against the white washed walls. There was nothing much more to the room, only a wash basin, bed table and chair, a chest in the far corner and several embroydered pictures hugging at the wall. Her sword was neatly lying on the carved chest.
She sighed and tried to struggle out of the crish clean sheets, which by now were dishivilled (i thiiink thaats howw yoo spill iit) and crumpled. She was interupted by a soft nocking on the door. Alanna temper getting the better of her opened her mouth to tell the nocker to piss off (sorry if your cristian or you hate swearing...actualy im not sorry but thats not the point) when a tall silver haired man swept into the room, his long robes sweeping the floor.
He smiled kindly at Alanna and settled into the spindely chair.(stilll dont now howw too spill). Alanna then relized he was waiting for her to talk. "Who are you" she blerted. She didnt mean for it to sound that way but it did.
"You are in Emelan, Winding Circle and my name is Niko Goldeneye. I havent found the reason why your here but i'll find out eventually." he srugged. "Tell me about yourself." It wasnt a question. Alanna swallowed and licked her lips. "I come fro...."she croaked. The tall man handed her the earthen picher beside the bed which she greatfully accepted. " I come from relm of Tortall."Her voice became stronger (probably the water)"My name is Alanna of Treebond under the alegence of ..............i am a lady page disguised as a male." She stopped auruptly ..................................
To be continued Sorry such a short chapter
Hello people writers block, give me ideas!!!!!!!!!!!!!!