+16+ THE END IS JUST THE BEGINNING - part 3 by spiralDorgapy, literature
Literature
+16+ THE END IS JUST THE BEGINNING - part 3
THE END IS JUST THE BEGINNING part 3
THE HARDEST APOLOGIES
The sky was painteded with red, shortly it turned into purple, then dark blue. If the Moon wasn't laughing on that night we would be blinded. We had no idea what to do next, we were wondering in a labyrinth.
'We are lost' said Troy.
'No, we not!'
'We turned four times right, so we are where we already been, again! You said you know the way!' Troy heared me mumming something. 'What did you say?'
'In daylight.' I said.
'What the hell! So you knew all along, that we were lost!' yelled the plush toy.
'So what? As long the prof and the priest won't find us, it's okay!
+33+ THE END IS JUST THE BEGINNING - part 2 by spiralDorgapy, literature
Literature
+33+ THE END IS JUST THE BEGINNING - part 2
THE END IS JUST THE BEGINNING part 2
AN OLD FRIEND'S TRUE FACE
In the morning something was rubbing my head.
'Oye, wake up!' when I opened my eyes the bear was looking at me. 'Sup, morning!'
I woke up the whole plain with the scream I let out.
'WHAT IS IT!?' shouted Gepetto as he rushed out from the basement. 'ARE WE UNDER ATTACK?'
I was pointing at the talking stuffed animal from the other corner of the house. Neither the toymaker, nor the toy knew what my problem was.
'That bear is talking,' then it stood up, 'and he is moving on its own!'
'Lately I couldn't concentrate on my work because you were having nighm
+24+ THE END IS JUST THE BEGINNING - part 1 by spiralDorgapy, literature
Literature
+24+ THE END IS JUST THE BEGINNING - part 1
THE END IS JUST THE BEGINNING part 1
GOOD NIGHT(MARES)
The tracks were hidden from the eyes in the sand, so was the Recless Train by a thick cloud as it was heading to the hottest part of the desert. I couldn't found a better hiding place for myself and Tobi, or what was left of him.
It's been two days since my last mission in Nightmare. I don't know what happened with the other students after the fire started to eat the theather. Back then, the only thing mattered to me was getting out of there with my partner in the garbage bag. I was like a cat burglar with a big sack full of stolen values. The town was on fire, I couldn't see