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Worst of Curses, Best of Friends Pt. 5Night.
I was younger, a lot younger, when I appreciated the waves.
The stars shone out and made the black carpet of sky twinkle, and the roar of the sea accompanied it. The water rushed against the cliff, creating the sound of chaos and serenity, and the moon smiled.
I was on a cliff, sitting, twirling my hair, with nothing terribly important to do. The waves broke, the seagull in the distance cried out, the crickets sang their song.
Footsteps. The gravel/sand I was sitting on crumbled and cracked as a shadow walked up, making no sound other than making the rock beneath his feet complain. Milan was here. He had gone in earlier this afternoon with his father to talk about a "very important thing you should know about Alex", and after that, he had quitely said, "I'll meet you at the place with the cliffs" and had disappeared. Now, he was silent as he sat down, and for a while, we just sat there.
I waited for quite some time, and then, impatient, glanced at Milan to see why he wasn't bein
Worst of Curses, Best of Friends Pt. 4So, to summarize it all, I was dead in a few minutes, because of this giant fluffy cute sparkly adorable Draen that likes Sachins for dinner. Oh, never mind, it was just giant, nothing else.
So, um. Yay.
By that I mean oh crap no.
By oh crap no I mean just that.
How does it feel to die in a short time, you may ask?
Well, there's a part of you that accepts it. A part that smiles, and says that you were a good person, and that it's for the best. A part that remembers what you've done, you know, the life flashing before your eyes part.
But nobody pays attention to that part.
See, I'm pretty sure that it's universal or something- you panic when you're about to die.
As in, for example, my thought process would be something along the lines of WHY ME WHY NOW I DON'T WANNA DIE you were a good person alex AHHHH NOOOOO IT HURTS THE PAIN THE HORROR I wonder what mom's doing OH NOOOOOES I DON'T WANNA DIE I WANNA LIVE JUST GIVE ME ONE MORE CHANCE PLEASE I'M BEGGING OF YOU-
Worst of Curses, Best of Friends Pt. 3It was a curse, I remember.
Like, an actual legit curse. It's not our fault we get lazer'd by Draen's left and right (at least mostly not our fault), I mean, someone actually pronounced in a witchy voice that "you gon' die."
I learned the story shortly after Milan's dad told me about my dad's death. I have to say, Milan's dad is a pretty good storyteller. He told me about Fanias and their relation to my father's death.
Fanias are female mages that exist to teach the people lessons in goodness. They still exist today, but they're pretty rare and love to exist in hidden places. They're supposedly quite pretty, but I can't confirm that since I haven't actually, you know, seen one yet. They dabble in prophecy, wind magic, and heal the surrounding land with earth magic, and also concealing magic to hide themselves. Uh, and they also have golden eyes. I think.
Their power stems from the symbiotic relationship between them and this golden bird. The golden feathers are naturally infused with m
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