Author's Beginning Junk
Disclaimer: I own only what is not recognized as someone else's already.
I dedicate this to the semi-nice weather we're finally having here in the "mucca".
Chapter 1
In which there is a castle...
The castle was dark. And scary. Rustling noises come from all around. Not the most comfortable place to be. The girl, dressed in normal attire (for a snotty rich princess, I suppose), was walking very quietly. Well, as quietly as you can wearing a long dress and pounds of jewelry. She was obviously an outsider, seeing as there hadn't been a human here for 500 years. My first instinct was to attack her -- like that would do any good. My second, to follow her and see what she was doing here. That probably wouldn't work either-I was not known for being quiet. The instinct I decided to act upon was my third one: when she got to the stairs (a great veiw point) I would be sitting there, waiting for her. IF she was anything like the princesses from 500 years ago, she would probably scream and faint. That would be fun, I hadn't seen anyone scream and faint for so long...
