The Night - Original Writing

It was a bit awkward trying to slip the dress back on with her skin so wet, and as soon as it was on fully, she began to soak through the under-most layer. But she kept a sweet smile on her face and ignored how the breeze made goosebumps rise across her skin. She would be happy to get to her new home, enjoy the warmth of the hearth and the taste of a hearty meal. She lost herself in her day dreams for a few moments, "Oh." She seemed alarmed as Walt's words brought her back from her own mind. "Oh, oh, I see." Goldie bobbed her head, acknowledging his words. "I'll apologize still. I did say I would help him make dinner!"

When Henry gets home and starts dressing for dinner Elisa nervously waits on the porch for a reaction on her appearance from her passionless husband. “She looked toward the river road where the willow-line was still yellow with frosted leaves so that under the high grey fog they seemed a thin band of

After a few minutes, the dinner was ready to serve and everyone was excited to eat. Tante Lou brought out the food and sat down at the head of the table, Miss Emma on the opposite end, and Grant and his girlfriend sat next to one another. They began eating and the four made small talk while the yappy dog begged and pawed at Vivian’s legs. Miss Emma spoke

he was hungry. Valerie got out the dishes and said, "This is how we make

Then the whole family said,”amen” We all started eating.”The food is great just like the old days”. She said “Yep” with a big smile.

They finished up the rest of the dishes in a comfortable silence. Once done, Marco led Jean to a small wardrobe. As he looked through it, Jean got a look at the beautiful clothes inside. They were all different shades of golds and greens. They ranged from simple yet elegant to having stunning embroidery on it.

Jeanne woke to the smell of beans scorching. Carefully, she worked her way from bed and hobbled into the other room. Using a wooden spoon, she stirred the beans, making sure not to scrape the bottom. The room was chilly, and she added another log to the fire. Not taking the time to find a bowl, she ate from the pot, looking around guiltily. If Henri were here, he would have teased her for standing in her bare feet and dirty gown, eating from the kettle. But she was alone.

“I didn’t complain; I liked cooking with her wither I liked the food or not. So I leaped off the counter and grabbed a pan like normal and brought it to her. While I did that, she usually got out all the ingredients.

"Want something for breakfast? I could scramble some eggs if you'd like." Even in her disheveled state, he found her beautiful. Her dark tan complimented her pixie-cut, sandy blond hair perfectly. She had eyes the color of a Caribbean lagoon. Those, together with her petite frame, made her the ideal match in his opinion. If she would only be a bit less abrasive.

“Would you mind setting the table for supper, Charity-” Nancy stopped mid-sentence when she saw the look on Charity 's face. The poor child has no idea of how to set a table, thought Nancy. She smiled at Charity, hoping to ease the anxiousness that was clearly visible on her face.

“Well then, here are some clothes. After you change, come down to the kitchen for breakfast,” she glanced at me one more time then walked out the door closing it behind her. I yawned then stood up and started to change into the clothes she gave me. I had a simple dull green shirt with a pair of old jeans that had a few holes in it. I sighed then put them on wishing I was back at home with my family. I took another look around the room then walked out, shutting the door. As I made my way downstairs, I followed my nose to the kitchen to see a plate of eggs and bacon waiting for me. Mrs. Lensol was at the kitchen sink washing dishes. When she saw me she smiled and motioned to my breakfast, “Eat quickly dear, Lexie is waiting for you outside.” I sat down and started eating.

“Are you feeling well hunny? I know it is very late but I made some soup not long ago, and I am sure it is still quite warm. Oh, how tired you look. Come, sit down,” motioning to the chair at the head of the small table in the corner of their kitchen. Zachariah simply shook his head and apologized, saying that he was too beaten by work to be able to even do the smallest activities besides sleep. Ever an understanding wife, Loraine took his arm and guided him down the hallway and up the stairs to the third floor, where their bedroom was located. At the top of the stairs she left him to get ready, as she needed to clean up the kitchen and make sure everything was locked up.

Surprising as it wasn 't, Night and Day were back out in the open air, stuffed in a crowd of nitrogen molecules. The whole lot of them were unpleasant to be around, since they were practically everywhere. But, the oxygen duo pushed on through, grumbling the entire time.

hold on tightly, and he lurched himself into the air flying clear over the river. He gently set Tabitha down on the soft ground and flew back to get the centaur, but the prince of the shifters turned into a small owl and flew over with them. They began traveling again and decide to set up camp on the outskirts of the forest. They enjoyed telling stories and eating their meals. Tabitha then realized that she was freezing, the closer to the mountain they got the cooler the air became. The chattering of her teeth prevented her from sleeping, and suddenly she was embraced by a huge warm body. She jumped and grabbed her knife at first, but relaxed when she realized the Neart had shifted into a bear to keep her warm. When they woke up they gathered their things and began traveling through the forest. Tabitha became cautious when she kept hearing noises behind them and was on guard as well as the others. Suddenly, a hand reached out of the ground and cut into her ankle making her scream in pain. Neart realized what was happening and cut the arm off of the creature making it give a shrill shriek. “Ghouls,” shouted Neart as they sprang up all around them. Seeing an opening Tabitha ran and the others followed. Soon she could no longer take the pain of being on her leg and collapsed. Neart quickly picked her up and put her on the centaur 's back and shifted into a wolf. Neart and the sphinx stayed to fight the Ghouls, giving Tabitha and the centaur time to escape. Once they cleared the

Nothing but darkness laid ahead as I slid rapidly down a massive tunnel. My grasp tightened around the crystal skull and landed on a rocky turf. Then, I brushed the dust off my soiled dress, and waded through the murky water. Between the humidity of the cave and failure to hold the hems of the dress up, I decided to toss it and keep walking in a slip, relieved to breathe.