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Tales of Time Chapter ThirteenWolves in Space
"So would you ever want to return to the world below? Even after you've accomplished all this?"
I know that I want to blurt out "yes!" but I just lean back and act like I'm in deep thought.
My name is Salem, I am 18 years old and I am a Sheena Shavana Wolf. I believe we have met before, I was Tam's best friend when we were just children. Well, I still like to believe we still are best friends but I do not have the ability to return to earth where she lives. You wanna know why? It's because when we were in the desert one day, I was abducted by Martians. Bet 'ya can't say that everyday.
I lived with my adopted mother Birdwing (if you can call her a mother) when I was on earth and she would always hint that I was different from the other kids. Not the whole, you are different because you like to put you earwax in your nose kinda different, but the different that was, I always could run three times as fast as other kids, had a better sense of smell
Little Boy Scoutcracked,old knees
floor stained by broken leaves
eyes looking up to the dark
tears race down toward their mark
knees crash and shatter out
man in uniform turns about
leaving the one who can only shout
to the Devil
for taking his little Boy Scout
Tales of Time Chapter Twelve“WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT DO YOU WANT!” I scream
He sits up straighter and opens his mouth to speak, then frowns and gently pushes my swords to the side out of his face. I suddenly feel I have lost all power so I just glare at him.
He smiles with an odd look in his big eyes and puts his hand out toward me and says.
“You can call me Levi.”
Falling out of the Nest
I stare at his outstretched hand until I feel something push me to the side. The guards have finally come (where were they all this time?) and they crowd the intruder. They also point me in the direction of land and try to take my weapons, but I push through them heading toward land feeling a bit light-headed.
"Tam! Tam! Tam! Ohmygosh I'm so glad you're still alive. You could've been killed honey! I just about had a heart attack!"
Miss Molly comes running up to me yelling but I just feel numb. I can hear what she's saying but it's not registering. I look around and see pe
Un roti de Cupidon"Patron.. je suis pas sûr que ça soit une si bonne idée..."
Un bruissement d'ailes presque froufroutant sur sa gauche le fit se retourner d'un bond, mais il ne put percevoir qu'un bref mouvement du coin de l'oeil. Ils étaient rapides, bien trop rapides. Jamais le vieux ne réussirait. De nouveau ce bruit soyeux, semblable à des ailes de tourterelles, mais bien plus proche. Dans son esprit il pouvait les voir, tournant au dessus de sa tête comme autant de vautours prêts à la curée.
Le bruit assourdi des détonations résonna et tout autour d'Emmanuel une pluie de plumes commença à virevolter tandis que cinq bruits sourds accompagnaient la chute d'autant de corps autour de lui.
"Ramasse les, petit. On a encore du boulot."
Avec une grimace mi admirative, mi dégoûtée, le jeune homme se mit au travail, enfilant des lourds gants de cuir pour se protéger. Son sup
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