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Well, I love to write and have a problem with thinking of new ideas before I can finish my current project. Also I (thanks to my cousin) got into the most strange but wonderful modern fantasy/romance all around awesome book *drum roll* The TWILIGHT Saga!
*Word of warning, if you get into the Twight craze be prepared to well you know, go crazy.
NEWS FLASH!!! I am in desperate need of a new series of fantasy/sci-fi books. I'm sending out a cry for help. Any Suggestions?!? PLEASE HELP!!
All right as of now I've found another awesome series called MAXIMUM RIDE: the Angel Experiment. The main character Max, is sooo smart mouth, tough, but caring. Very Funny!
Also, I can (after over a month) finally say that I'm sooo over my Twilight Phase and I can mentally smack myself for reading them.
ALSO HERE IS A SNIPPIT OF MY WORK IN PROGRESS. Tell me what you think:
They were hungry. So very hungry. And so tired of waiting.<o:p></o:p>
Follow the cloudsss... Follow the cloudsss…Their communal minds churned out the mantra. As one they followed, as one they flickered under bridges, past buildings, hiding. Being ever so careful. <o:p></o:p>
Follow the cloudsss… Follow the cloudsss… <o:p></o:p>
They were hungry. So hungry. But they couldn’t hunt. Not yet.<o:p></o:p>
Sssoon…They thought together. So soon indeed.<o:p></o:p>
Follow the cloudsss... Find the Huntersss... <o:p></o:p>
Yes they would find the Hunters, the Hunters that forced them to cower, and to lurk, to hide. <o:p></o:p>
Kill them. Kill them, and be free... The One hissed, his voice low and sharp, sending searing pain through the others’ lithe forms, like chemicals dumped on a human’s fragile skin. The force of one’s voice, distinct from the others as it was this one’s own unique intonation, it was to be feared, and, at the same time, reverenced. <o:p></o:p>
Yesss…Freedom… No longer would they have to hide. To lurk in the Shadows.<o:p></o:p>
The One would free them. Free them from their prisons in which the Hunters had placed them. And the anticipation of that was almost too much to bear. <o:p></o:p>
Yesss… They sang through their pain. <o:p></o:p>
The One did not risk speaking again. Too much and the simple minds of those creatures around him would fall apart, leaving them no more useful than the falling waters and the horrid sky fire. Useless. Irrelevant.<o:p></o:p>
Freedom…They chanted hungrily. Freedom…<o:p></o:p>
The One was patient. For The One was wise. Ancient.<o:p></o:p>
We will kill them. They chanted. We will be free…<o:p></o:p>
If The One was human, perhaps a smile would have been necessary. But The One was not. The One was better. <o:p></o:p>
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