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goosebumps fanfic side storyme: Hey people today were going to w-
me: o.o who're you?
joey-shan: my name is joey. and i have a question about your goosebumps fanfic.
me: okay what is it?
joey-shan: who was that lavender slave girl?
me: ... *turns to audience* lets find out.
My name is Emma. I sat in the living room alone in the middle of the night reading a spell book. The moon was the only light i needed, though at this time the words on the page blurred. making me tired. I heard a rustle outside, and saw the bushes shaking with the leaves trembling from the winter cold and whatever shook it. I shrugged and overlooked the sound and sat reading until my grandfather clock struck 1:00 AM. With school only five hours away i closed my book. Though something hit my nose rather hard, it was a foul smell that reminded me of burning leaves or rope. 'is someone smoking marijuana or something?' my head hissed in anger. The smell hit me again only closer to the staircase leading to my parents room. I turned
Blue Eyes in FlamesWhen the prince sees the flower bloom from the palm of her hand, he orders her arrest.
She is only seven years old.
He takes the flower from her and keeps it, even though he knows he shouldn't. He puts it a vase, or, rather, his servant does that for him. The flower doesn't ever die, even years later.
It's dawn of a December morning, and he's cold. But still, he stands next to his father dutifully and looks at the little girl with blue eyes that are now black from seven nights sleeping on a cold, dungeon floor behind bars. They cut off her dark brown hair during that time. She's tied to the pyre, and there are seven guards around her, holding sharper swords than normal, not that she could get away. There's one man dressed in black holding an unlit torch, with a mask over his face to prevent his death. His father raises his arm, and the torch is lit.
She locks her gaze to his, and he blinks at her. It's like she expects him to prevent it. He couldn't, though, he can't. She scares him, w
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