Orantes: A Short Story

“It's ok if you don't want to talk about it, but I am here for you.” I said trying to get Jace talking.

“Oops, sorry. I didn’t see you there,” stammered d0pe, who was just noticing how beautiful the princess was, “You’re really beautiful.”

Henry and Colleen arrive to the address of Ava Badeaux , it was a little shop off Bourbon Street in the city. The outside was a old red brick two story building with bars around the long rectangular windows . They opened the dark green door walking in. The smell inside was of mold and a smokey fruit scent . Voodoo dolls hung from the ceiling , jars of spices and potions on the stained wood shelves covered in spider webs. A altar to there right by the entrance with a sign saying “ do not touch or you shall receive bad luck.” The altar was full of change , dolls and other gifts placed by strangers in hopes of no bad luck in there life. Every step they took , a creak noise appeared step by step . “ May I help you?” They jumped from a female voice

“Everything is fine, actually everything is extraordinary.” he replied “ Thank you for your service to this program and to your country, we no longer need you here so we have packed your bags, and your money is conveniently located at the front.”

Sorry for reaching out to you through Facebook. You probably do not remember me, but I do from school. Actually, we did not take any class together but we shared room in the writing club.

However, as entertaining as he thought it'd be, the anticipation was even more so, and he didn't want to spoil the fun too early. So, instead, Jarrod shook his head, and lifted his gaze over her shoulder. "No, I'm fine. Thanks." He was nothing if not

Igniting Animus’ commanding, off-key whistle, Oberyn stared at a lone Crimson Paladin through the view-screen of his helmet. In a flash, Animus began sprinting with only the faint patter of her declawed paws rushing along the ash-flooded ground. In an instant, the Crimson Paladin was tackled, and the hound clamped down on his throat like a vice grip, allowing his blood to pour like an open faucet. A blood pool quickly began to form as the Paladin struggled against the animal. Missing his vocal cords, the only sounds to be made were the scraping of limbs against the ground.

Was it a normal, ordinary day. Also, it’s my first day at high school and new friends Awais met. Around Awais walked, saw a teacher, asked how his day was. Never responded. Maybe Awais should make sure he could see me, but at least he knew his name, it was Randy. By me, many teachers walked, but they also never responded. It also seemed like Randy had a gas tank with him.

The next morning, when Charity woke, the wonderful aroma of brewing coffee filled her nostrils. It reminded her of when she was a little girl and woke at her grandparent’s cabin. After dressing and going into the front room, she stopped short, seeing Jeremiah sitting at the table with his gray hair and beard she momentarily thought he was her grandfather, before realizing that it was Jeremiah. For some reason, Charity had forgotten they had company. She quickly twisted her hair into a bun and pinned it, making herself presentable.

“See, you’re fine.” Milo said, smiling wide. Karmen’s eyebrows and shoulders relaxed at the sight of the other girl’s smile. Karmen noted the krinkles the other girl gets around her eyes when she smiles.

I thought they were happy to see me,but when I opened the door to the shack,I saw that everything we owned was neaty packed in cardboard boxes. I froze, the smile I once had was gone, and I felt the tears run down my face. I turned around as I whipped my tears with my sleeves and I ran from my family I couldn't leave now. I could hear my dad saying “A dónde vas” I didn't bother looking back,I felt as if I was in a world filled with nightmares that only come true. Suddenly I could I stopped running I could no longer hear the loud voice of my dad calling my name. I sat down at the nearby bus stop and I noticed a man watching he was sleeping on the ground with a cart full of cans, he was dirty his clothes had dirt and stains and ruffles I wondered

“It was fine, thank you.” Maia smiled, serving their breakfast. They both ate their meals and went outside doing their daily chores. Omorfia was pretty lazy that day, so she did her jobs poorly.

“My sweet daughter. I have missed you so much,” Ceres exclaimed while enveloping Proserpina in her arms.

It was a sunny summer day morning. Parvus the dragon woke up from a beautiful dream about gold, adventures and home. A small smile crept on his face when he felt cold metal beneath his tiny claws. Under him, was his only treasure; a golden coin. Feeling satisfied that it is still there, he flapped his red wings in the air, admiring their glorious beauty in the sunlight, when an object loomed above him, blocking the sunlight. He quickly looked up to realize it was a human hand. They wanted to take his coin away from him! His claws found the edge of the coin, grabbed onto them, and he took off. After some time, the weight of the coin started pulling him down. to prevent himself from falling or dropping the coin, he landed on a nearby table behind a reading lamp. Now Parvus was able to get a better look at who the human was. He has never seen them before but judging by the long hair and facial features, it was a female human. he didn't have time to identify her

Seeing his bolts either miss or simply cut through the masked man's body without much more than a puff of smoke Revenant can't help cursing in the back of his head at another foe that can all but cancel out his ranged attacks before the enemy's counterattack happened. But while the others may have been bound by those tentacles a bit of form shifting had the metal golem slipping out of those bonds by transforming much of his body into flowing metal with the rapid fire shots striking Reveant's previous postion.