I make too many stories, but it builds character. This one is dedicated to Royale, for such a good heart.Enjoy everyone! And don't worry! I will have plenty more for everyone! Facing a challenge wasn't always up a task, but sudden fear was one of them. Seeing a world with sudden sweet embellishments, caused my mind to wonder..... What was the world becoming into? Was it already dead? Or had my life been a waste to society? Staring at the floor of my kitchen, my older sister Trinity stared at me, lost into my face,"Hey Royale, are you ok? You look like your in one of those trances." I gave her a quick smile,"I'm good. Good days always start with a state, right?" She just shrugged it off. I played with my necklace, the keys of the trinkets making a clanking noise. These necklaces were given by my grandmother, who said it was a sign of true strength, embarking something different. The sun rose gently, kissing my face, as I let my arms out wide, letting my skin soak the sun and my brown hair shine around. The keys struck a high note, and my smile rose. Strength is in my hands. fFeedbacks?
Toxic, I didn't know you were such a good writer!!!! Do you want to do a collaboration some time?
Everyone! Thanks, I'm doing a lot, and that means the world to me, like seriously, because I dream of being a good writer. Like Adam, and Royale, and Tash, and Andi, etc, Anyway, I can do collaborations, but in time soon.
THIS IS SO SO SO SO SOOOOOO GOOD I wanna collaborate with someone sometime… that would make me complete as a writer
Then I may help you out. But I want Royale to see this Plus, I'm making more of these....just to see if it will kill me or not lol
Love it! Surprised I didn't see it until you walled meI'm interested to see where it goes. I'm flattered by the dedication to myself.
<----- you hold the key Royale. And good, because I need your support to keep it going, so don't let me down!
My strength was overpowering, I felt I could rule the world. Maybe the smallest things make the happiest memories, I thought. Trinity just stared at me, confused,"Why do you just go outside all the time? Meet some friends?The world might need you." I sighed,"Okay, Tri. But outside is just amazing, ok?" She just shrugged. That's her thing. I came inside the living room, taking my personalized leather journal, taking some of my collected herbs and filing them in my journal, taking notes of the appearance. My life really is just outside, every day. Every night, I go up to the tall tree in my courtyard, near the rural area, and write about my adventures about the places I go, an adventure. But my family would flip, they have that possessive ego that I don't. Freedom is my answer.
But don't be fooled, freedom has its cost. I suddenly became very conscious about myself and started to become less mature. But it is a great feeling. As I kept touching the exotic feather that I picked up 2 miles south from my ranch, I found something very unusual, in the end-point of the feather, had a silver, metallic bottom, which made me wonder. Metallic bottom? As I searched through the feather, there indicated a hole, where a key was supposingly was meant to be put in there to unlock it. I pondered, thinking what key could fit. Then my mind rambled, my KEYS. I touched the edges, but they couldn't quite seem to match the hole. What was I missing?