Some of you may not know that I love writing! Here is one chapter of a book I have been writing. It is about a girl and her two friends who go on a quest to unlock the wings, or in other words set some dragons that have been imprisoned free. Some of it may not make sense now, but It will once we are done with it. I saw we because me and my friend(link to profile coming soon) are working on it together. I was going to post the one I had been working on independently, but it was too long. Unlocking the Wings: The sound of the whole town screaming was muffled by Iracabelle’s palace walls. Those walls where the only thing separating her from the angry people of her village, wanting revenge. Lock, one of her worst enemies threw a torch, flaming red hot at her palace. People yelled and screamed words of hatred. Inside, Iracabelle knew it was time to say goodbye to the wings. She had created them, and set them free, so now she had to stop them. But Iracabelle loved the wings, even if she was the only one who could control them. She knew what she had to do. Iracabelle grabbed the orb she had hatched them out of, and started her chant. All of a sudden the yelling became louder, and she heard footsteps coming closer.. They had figured out it was all her fault. She tried to ignore the yelling, but as it got louder it got harder to concentrate. But she had to finish the chant. It was the hardest thing she would ever have to do in her life. She knew it was best for her people. But she didn't know if it was best for her. She struggled to finish. “Wings loum haugh ja acar onun*” she mumbled to herself, struggling to make out the final words. Pain surged through her body, and Iracabelle fell to the floor. She watched a glowing green light fly out from each of the wings’s chest, one by one. The light then all went together into an orb. But then iracabelle felt a hot sensation in her chest, like fire, except more pleasant. She looked down to see a blue light come out of her chest, and fly into the orb. The world started going grey, and she felt her body being dragged into the enchanted room by an invisible force. As they got closer, the door flung open, then they got dragged into the room. “No, not yet!” Thought Iracabelle. “All of my potions.. My destiny ” But she knew this is where she should be. She knew this should be her final place, where she belonged. Then Iracabelle took one last breath, and closed her eyes for good, right next to the soul-less wings. *Wings soul through I part together as one in union Make sure you check out 's Game, Mango Rush, and leave a love:
