

EternallyThis is the semi beginning of the original story I wrote.Eternally
The feeling, in a word, was consuming her... there simply was no other way to describe it. The breeze that had earlier been a beautiful day, had turned into a bitter cold. As Wilona's body began to shiver, she feared that the chill was not merely the cool night air. Quicking her pace and focusing on the busy street ahead, the feeling of being watched couldn't be ignored. Yet neither could the urge to look back. "You're being stupid', she scolded herself. Finally allowing herself to admit to her childish behavior, she looked back which, made no difference sinc


KyrieliesonThis is the semi beginning of the original story I wrote.Kyrielieson
The feeling, in a word, was consuming her... there simply was no other way to describe it. The breeze that had earlier been a beautiful day, had turned into a bitter cold. As Wilona's body began to shiver, she feared that the chill was not merely the cool night air. Quicking her pace and focusing on the busy street ahead, the feeling of being watched couldn't be ignored. Yet neither could the urge to look back. "You're being stupid', she scolded herself. Finally allowing herself to admit to her childish behavior, she looked back which, made no difference sinc
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To be great is to be misunderstood. -Ralph Waldo Emerson
I saw the angel in the marble and carved until I set him free. -Michelangelo
Optimism
and thank you very much for the fav on 'behind rain clouds'!
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~Beauty lies within the eyes of the beholder~
your first story is quite well already, I'd be glad to read more
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