Title: Amnesia, Annoying Wizards, Quest! What? (Changed Title) Originally Everlasting Love
By: SailorAino
Disclaimers: Blah Blah yup you get the idea.
Author's Note at the end if you are interested.
IMPORTANT: CHANGED THE TITLE
Chapter 7: Dried Parch Land, Part 3
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Serena's POV
Yawn. That was such a good sleep. If only where were water in this freaking place, I want to take a bath. Why can't I just be myself? Why can I dressed like a girl? These clothes feel so weird.
Knock, Knock
"Come in."
"Good you are awake. We are going to try to find out something about this descendant of the water goddess we are going to look for and then head out to find her so we can finish this journey as soon as possible."
Why is he so eager to complete this journey? Am I such a burden to him?
"Uh Okay. Let's go ask Demando if he knows anything about it."
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Demando's POV
I starred at Ren as he is walking down the stairs. How can he be a boy? If only he let his hair out of that ponytail, he would look like a girl, a very pretty one at that too. God Demando look away from the boy. You are straight! Darien and Ren do not really look like siblings.
"Hey breakfast is ready. Sorry since we are on the shortage of water. All you get is dried fruits."
"It's okay. Thank you for you hospitality."
As I watched them eat their breakfast, it makes me wonder more if they were brothers. How can they look so different?
"Are you guys really brothers?"
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Darien's POV
I nearly choked on the piece of fruit. Did he figured out that "Ren" is a girl? O god. Man why am I involve in this? My brain have not been functioning normally since I met with her. She is making want to recall my past. To know what part have she played in my past, but I do not want to go back in the past because it brings back so many bad memories of my family and gives me a feeling of vulnerability. My mind is wandering again. Argh.
"He is my stepbrother. We are not really related through blood."
Wow Girls ARE better at lying. I was still trying to think of something to make up something. Why the hell is he staring at her again?
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I LOST MY MUSE! SOMEONE FIND MY MUSE FOR ME! I SERIOUSLY LOST MY MUSE. I CAN'T SEEM TO BE ABLE TO WRITE AT ALL! THIS STINKS. CAN SOMEONE PLEASE BRING MY MUSE BACK TO ME? I AM MISERABLE WITHOUT MY MUSE!
Have you ever got those moments where you are just sitting there not knowing what you are writing? Well this is it. I can't write. Totally absolutely unable to write. So I will end it here. Until next time unless you bring me my muse or the next time will be far away.
