So here's ether the beginning of the first chapter or the prologue (I haven't disided which yet) of a yet-to-be-named story.
Hope you like it! And give me any feed-back you can!
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Chelo music still wrong in my ears even after I woke up after having that dream again.
I had been having the same dream every night for the past three months. and it was starting to scar me.
Every time it started out the same: I'm standing in a corn feel with no one ells around me. But the suddenly I'm somehow pushed deep in to the ground in to a dark casim. I can't see anything my I can hear plenty. There are what I can tell from there voices two men and one woman. And they're always arguing about something...
"No, we must strike sooner then that to keep the humans at bay." The first man will say.
"Come now, they pose no real threat. We can stay here lesherly for the next five months if we wish and no one will be the wiser." the secant man will answer.
"Says you! But I know better! You remember last time you though "Nothing would go wrong"?"
"Now boys, it won't help anything for you to keep fighting like this!" Says the woman.
"Shut up!" they'll both answer.
"Quiet, I smell a human here." The fist man.
"Don't be silly! No human could get down here."
My hart ponds, I know what will happen. First I'll hear the chelo music--my dreams often have movie sound tracks--and the a bright light will shine and I'll instantly feel like I'm on firer. Then I here all three voices laughing. Laughing!
The light dims just enough for me to see though it a little. I can never see the three faces but what I do see is three pares of big, black, wings.
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Also, sorry of any typos!
