Weaver of Shadows
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Edgar woke up to the sound of the yell. He felt Jenny’s head on his shoulder, his arm still around her. He smiled. His body hurt from sleeping in a sitting position for so long, but it was worth it. Hopefully Jenny would feel better than he did. @Lunamor
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“He seems like one.”
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“Ok, thanks.”
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“But is it often?”
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“I’ve heard a few stories…that didn’t answer my question though.”
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The Person Below Me
Weaver of Shadows replied to The Awakened Salad's topic in Forum Games & Random Stuff
I do not. TPBM has been on the shard for over a year. -
Addison sat, confused. “Does this kind of thing happen often?” @The Aspiring Archivist @Cash67
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Hello!
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I need a writing prompt, any writing prompt.
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“Yes, she will,” he said fiercely.
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“Well I am. I’ll stand up for you no matter what,” he said, squeezing her hand.
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Edgar sat back down. “Sorry.” He glared at Roy.
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“I’m here to help you, and if that means you’re walking into my dreams and bringing whatever you need help with there, so be it.” He smiled weakly at her. “I will if you’re touching her!” Edgar stood up, Gift flowing up to his hand.
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He hugged her back. “It’s not your fault. It’s whatever that voice is.” He wished she wouldn’t be sorry, it was his fault he hadn’t done enough. Edgar slapped his hand away. “Don’t touch her,” he said dangerously.
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He woke up, eyes wide with fear. Tears ran down his cheeks. She wasn’t dead. It had been a dream. But it had seemed so real… He was immensely relieved to see her.
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He yelped and jumped back. This thing…what was it? It terrified him. It would destroy him. It…it was doing something to Jenny. It was in her head, and she didn’t like it. Finding a burst of courage, he stepped forward, raising a fist. “L…leave us alone.”
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Edgar jumped in surprise. “Is…is that it?” He felt useless again, no weapon to help him.
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Edgar reached out, trying to form a sword, but nothing happened. He didn’t have gift. He felt like he’d been left bare, Gift was almost a part of him. “What should I do?”
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He hugged her tightly. “Good. What’s wrong? What’s happening?” He looked around too, not sure what he was supposed to be looking for.
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Edgar dreamt of Jenny. There was something wrong, he didn’t know what. Has she just…fallen from the sky? He was so confused. He ran to her, wrapping her in his arms. “Are you ok?”
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Edgar felt tiredness creeping up on him. He yawned, then rested his head on Jenny’s. It was surprisingly comfortable like that. He quickly fell asleep. @Lunamor
