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One-Shot The Solstice

Is this any good?

  • AMAZING!!!

    Votes: 0 0.0%
  • decent

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  • take a writing class

    Votes: 1 50.0%
  • for the love of god never try writing again!!!!!!

    Votes: 1 50.0%

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guy standing behind you

Trying to be active again!
Please dont ask me about the title.

Snow swirled around the boots of a figure in a dark grey cloak as he made his way up a street. He paused for a moment to watch the frozen crystal snowflakes float gently to the ground. No one was anywhere near him, but that did not matter. His cloak blended in with the gloomy pallor that surrouned the small town.

He continued walking in silence down the long street. There was no sound at all, no even from the man's footsteps. as he walked, he left no footprints either. Everything was quiet and peaceful.

Suddenly, he heard a noise. In a swift, graceful motion, he arced his right arm over his head to point behind him. In his hand, which had been empty a second ago, he now held a gleaming, silver dagger, slightly curved, resembling a crescent moon. The space behind him was now filled with a ragged form. It was a young girl, wearing tattered clothes.

"Well well well," said the man, in an icy voice. "I've been looking for you."

She stared at him for a moment before replying: "Who, who..."

He cut her off. "My name is not important." But the girl shook her head. She held out a large piece of glass, cut to resemble a gemstone.

"No," she said. ""Who am I?" And she collapsed onto the ground.

Thank you for reading. PLEASE COMMENT!!!!!!!!!!!
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