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Chapter 5I slept soundly the next night, waking up at a nice, normal 4:30 am. I felt bright and energized, jumping out of bed with a burst of the energy.Chapter 5
Why did I do that?
Once I touched the floor, my legs collapsed beneath me. My eyes were wide with shock and I bit down on my forked tongue to keep from screeching like a bird being eaten alive. I grabbed the side of my bed and lifted myself off of the wooden floor. I stumbled several times before "standing" up far enough to sit on the bed.
I waited for a good five minutes before deciding to try to stand. I c
Chapter 4I woke up the next day, sweating my butt off.Chapter 4
I only did that because I had the most horrid dream in my entire existence.
The shadows spun around me in a black tornado of death and suffering. The shadows were dark spirits of dead dranes. I could hear the tortured spirits whispering in my ears, whispering about how terrible their lives were as dranes. Their pain; I could feel it. The eternal pain. My heart thundered in my chest, my palms shaking. Thick tears rolled down my cheeks and fell to the ground, their gentle pattering cursing me.
I
Chapter 3After the dance class - in which I had progressed quite nicely in the Blackbird - I went with Tally's mom to their house. When we arrived, we went straight to the basement after grabbing some bread to eat. She locked the door, then shushed me before going to the far wall, where I couldn't see my hand two inches from my face. She said a few words in some other language with very little vowels and suddenly a bright blue light ran through the grout in-between the red bricks. All-of-a-sudden, the bricks parted to reveal a blue-lit rock tunnel.Chapter 3
"Come with me." &nbs
Chapter 2I arrived at the dance studio about a half-an-hour before class was to begin. I was still wary of the parents in the waiting room, fearing the would see "me." But, of the three inside, none even bothered to look up from their magazines or books. I suppressed a sigh. That was a relief. Now the hard part. I walked around the wall that separated the waiting area from the class. I dropped my bag next to the corner of the wall. Inhaling deeply, I walked over to Melissa, the owner/head teacher of Trinity Rose School of Irish Dance. Next to her was ColChapter 2
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There is no end to the eternal death. But the circle of life will forever continue.
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