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Yes' date=' I got a rep for getting 1000th post.

 

I feel fulfilled.

 

Also, when are you gonna start working on the Vinnizio fanfic again?

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You know what? Why not?

 

 

I'm going to redo the whole thing though. I didn't like what I wrote so far.

 

@Raylen: Was that yours? It sounds pretty cool.

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Read it. THere are seven books from Mister Monday to Lord Sunday, and they're really good.

 

Sadly, both of my favorite book series are coming to an end. Keys to the Kingdom ended recently, with me winning a contest for all the books in the series, and CHERUB is on its last book. I need to find another series D:

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Yes' date=' I got a rep for getting 1000th post.

 

I feel fulfilled.

 

Also, when are you gonna start working on the Vinnizio fanfic again?

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You know what? Why not?

 

 

I'm going to redo the whole thing though. I didn't like what I wrote so far.

 

@Raylen: Was that yours? It sounds pretty cool.

 

But you're keeping the prologue, right? It was epic!

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Yes' date=' I got a rep for getting 1000th post.

 

I feel fulfilled.

 

Also, when are you gonna start working on the Vinnizio fanfic again?

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You know what? Why not?

 

 

I'm going to redo the whole thing though. I didn't like what I wrote so far.

 

@Raylen: Was that yours? It sounds pretty cool.

 

But you're keeping the prologue, right? It was epic!

 

Yeah, I could keep the prologue.

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Here's the prologue.

 

 

The clock struck the twelve with both hands, signaling that midnight had arrived. Born under a large tree, a baby unlike most babies was born. Even in the ominous wind, not a cry uttered from his small mouth. For comfort, all he had was the warmth of his parent's embrace. All three of them sat there, illuminated only by the glow of the full moon and light of the shining stars. The mother cried, a smile across her face...

 

"It's a miracle," Clerotes, the father, said.

 

Before the baby was born, Enallia, the mother, had a severe illness. They thought the illness could harm the baby, or even worse, kill him. It was a miracle to the parents that nothing had happened. Nothing went wrong. Nothing at all.

 

"Oh it's a boy! What should we name him?"

 

"Now, now, Enallia. We should find a good place for you and the baby to rest."

 

 

 

*Seven Years Later*

 

"Father, where are you going?" asked Primerio.

 

"To work in the fields."

 

Primerio frowned and crossed his arms. "I thought you only worked for eight hours."

 

"I am working two more hours. The price of food has risen. I'm afraid you'll have to start working, too."

 

"Work in the fields?"

 

"They won't take anymore workers, and if they were, they would not take you. You're too young. I've talked to the blacksmith, Tybalt Reguran."

 

"You want me to work for him?"

 

"You'll be his apprentice."

 

"But father! He is a grumpy old man. Nobody likes him at all."

 

"I am afraid we have no choice. He's the only one taking an apprentice. We have spoken to everyone. You will start tomorrow."

 

Primerio's father headed outside with a sad face. Before he left, he said one more thing. "Your mom and I only want the best for you."

 

Primerio was about to reply, but his father had already closed the door. Why do they always have to work? Not only are they in the fields most of the time, but do we really have to live in a village where kids are scarce? Primerio had caught the bad habit of talking to himself. There’re hardly any kids, and the kids that are actually there don't talk to him.

 

Primerio decided to go outside to have his last walk around town freely before he has to work with Tybalt Reguran, the blacksmith. As he strolled down the green grassy field, he saw a girl. He stopped in his tracks. He had never seen a girl before. He'd seen women, but never a girl, much less one the same age as him.

 

The girl stood in the middle of the field, facing away from Primerio. At first glance, he knew he liked her. She had long, flowing brown hair, and she wore a thin white dress that flew in the direction of the wind.

 

The girl slowly bent down and picked up a white daisy. Primerio quickly ran to a nearby tree to hide. The girl plucked the petals of the daisy one by one. The blowing wind sent the white petals spinning around the girl. Then, the petals flew towards Primerio. Thinking that the wind will blow the petals to some place else, he remained in his position. The petals continued to head toward him. Before long, he realized those petals weren’t going to stop.

 

The girl turned around to see where the petals had gone. Primerio stood frozen in fear for a second before he turned around to hide. Please don’t find me, please don’t find me, please don’t find me. Plea-

 

“Hello there,” a little voice said.

 

“Oh. Oh hi,” Primerio said, a little too loud. He’s never felt this before. He found it harder to talk for some reason, and he found himself breathing deeper. What's...what's this feeling...

 

"Uhmm...hello? You look sick. Are you alright?" the girl said.

 

"Uh...yeah. I'm fine."

 

"Well your face is red and-"

 

"Umm...I gotta go. Bye."

 

Primerio freaked out and ran.

 

 

What he doesn't know is, this is the first time he saw his future love.

 

 

 

I didn't know it was that good, but apparently, Darklink thought it was epic.

 

For more info, check Events under the first post.

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