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Taigo watched his world change in that one instance. Everything he knew was falling at this moment. After this one event none of it would matter. What made it worse: he knew all of these facts to be true. He couldn’t contradict what he was now seeing. It was all too real.
Before his eyes he saw what he once called his world and all of those who made it into the elongated misery it was. Needless to say, he hated the majority of the crowd now poisoning his gaze. The mob now rested at the heart of the city.
Taigos piercing eyes cut through the thick mass like a razor.
Clouds rolled overhead soon engulfing the setting sun, leaving the city in darkness. Above the rooftops thunder rumbled in the clouds, clapping loudly and making Taigo shiver. Cold rain began to fall. The piercing droplets grazed his arms and he felt his eyes well.
After many long moments of silence Taigo began to walk, accenting each of his steps with a bleak and barely noticeable swagger. He progressed towards the edge of the crowd where he began to cut through.
The once boisterous crowd fell silent at the sight of a green light swept over the collection. There was a blinding white flash and then the sound of gasps. Finally Taigo reached the center of the mob; his eyes were greeted by the image of a young girl taking her first earthly breath.
She looked about the age of 16 with long brown locks curving gracefully as they fell across her upper features. She attempted to use her hands to push herself off of the rough cobblestone, failing miserably in this attempt.
Taigo offered his arm to her and she took it gladly, “My name is Taigo. I am your protector.”
The girl nodded, sending the message that she had understood him. “Thank you… Taigo” she stuttered at his name, unsure of if she was pronouncing it correctly, “I am very glad of your assistance.”
The girls’ eyes swept over the crowd who was now completely encircling her. Every patron bore the same expression which was one of uncertain curiosity. No one dared to ask this new goddess about herself. They were all too stunned.
“Ma’am, might I inquire as to what I shall call you?” asked Taigo boldly.
The girl lifted her hand to sweep a stray piece of hair from her vision then stated, “Keirith, you may call me Keirith.” She did not smile but her tone was light and not as cold as the mood she was expected to obtain.
The crowd seemed bewildered at her willingness to speak as well as her fluidity in doing so.
Thunder rumbled over-head and murmurs began to spark in the swarm of surrounding masses. Tension began to build as they realized that their savior had now com, and so the story goes.

First Peice of Crap to Be Posted! Bow Down All You Fools!

I SAID BOOOOOOOOOOOOW! LOL, so this is my first authorly post! This blog is gonna be made up mostly of these but there will be some posts like the one before that are just for my own enjoyment and anti-lonelyness. Okay then... PLZ READ THIS AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK!


“What am I supposed to do? It seems like everything is caving in on me. I mean, this is all just too much. I can’t take it!” my screams echoed through the halls of Mason High School. “What did you think I was going to do? Just wait for you? You were gone for three years!”
“I… I didn’t…” he was speechless. Ha, that’s a first.
“You didn’t think… what… I would get over you? I’m not that pathetic, Callum.” At this point I was praising the fact that everyone was in the gym for that stupid dance.
“I know you’re not, but I was just hoping…”
God! How hard is it to actually finish a sentence?
“Look, I don’t care what you have to say. I’m completely happy being single! I’m never going to fall into your trap again so you can go ahead and skip the love speech.”
His hands were in his pockets. “I don’t deserve you.” He just walked past me and dropped a folded piece of paper at my ankles. After his footsteps could no longer be heard I picked up the paper and opened it. The creases were worn out, like it had been opened and closed multiple times. On it there were four numbers, 357 was on the top and three other numbers were below. Call me crazy, but it looked like a locker combination. I walked to locker number 357 then dialed in the numbers on the paper. As the door opened, at least ten unopened letters fell onto my shoes, all with my address written on the front of their envelopes in Callums writing.
I opened one of them.

Dearest Sadie,

I know I have not written to you in a long time but I want you to know that, no matter how far away I am, I will never stop thinking of you. I am begging my parents to let me return, but they aren’t agreeing with me. There is a slim chance that I’ll be able to visit for the spring dance but even if I can come I’ll have to leave that night. I just want you to remember that I love you. I know that I have told you this more than a million times but please believe me, every time I say it I mean it. I hope that you have been waiting for me, but if you have not, then best wishes to the lucky man. I hope that my shoes were hard to fill.

All My Love,
Callum

My heart sank. I had just yelled at the guy who had hand written all of these letters, but been too scared to send them.
“I didn’t want you to miss out on another relationship…” came a voice from the corner “… so I didn’t send them.”
“You wrote all of these.” It wasn’t really a question, more of a statement of awe.
“Yes, and I meant every word.” His eyes were those deep pools of green I used to know so well.
I subconsciously let a tear fall from my eye. I quickly tried to wipe it away, but Callum beat me to it. “I love you, Sadie. Please give me a second chance.”
I looked up from the linoleum, “One more chance.”
His hand wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer to him. I couldn’t help but cry as his other hand brushed my cheek with the lightest touch I’ve ever felt. His face slowly worked its way closer to mine then our foreheads touched. His breath blew warm on my nose and then not at all. He leaned in closer to take my mouth and my mind shorted out.
He pulled away after a while then began to run his hands through my hair, finally stopping once his hands were resting on the back of my neck.
I leaned forward to his ear then whispered, “I’ll wait for you.”
He lowered his hand into his pocket then pulled out a slim piece of card stock. Lifting it up in front of his face, he ripped it down the middle of the words ROUND TRIP. “You won’t have to.”

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