

Prologue Draft 2A fresh wave of near-nauseating cold washed over her body, gooseflesh trailing the sharp chill that rippled down her length. The thick beeswax candles ringing the unusual round room allowed no more than a murky reflection in the mirror below her feet. The pale flames that seemed to float above the sallow yellow cylinders only served to make the room colder, and the heady smoke drifting down from the glassy obsidian censer suspended above her head only emphasized their effect.Prologue Draft 2
Another shiver racked her tiny frame as her abdomen cramped violently. She cried out softly, but her voice still echoed bac


Prologue Draft 1She stood shivering on the mirror-topped pedestal in the otherwise empty, frigid room. Was she dying? Her belly ached a bit, but she had thought dying would hurt a lot more. Still, there had been so much blood. The only time people had that much blood come out was when they were dying. She should know, her mother was the best lay healer in the country, and Illyrea had helped her tend many patients.Prologue Draft 1
Where was Mother? Everything had happened so quickly since they arrived at the temple. Illyrea had been practically dragged out of her mother's arms by the ac
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Live right now. Just be yourself. It doesnt matter if it's good enough for someone else.
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Live right now. Just be yourself. It doesnt matter if it's good enough for someone else.
i told you i was watching you
It did confuse me though!! lol
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Live right now. Just be yourself. It doesnt matter if it's good enough for someone else.
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Live right now. Just be yourself. It doesnt matter if it's good enough for someone else.
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Your designer heart still beats with common blood.
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*hugs*
*and gives you bucket of cheeeezzzeee to celebrate*
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The thing that really frightens me to the core..
Is when I see that fear in you...
*gives you a bukkit of meat to celebrate too*
Welcome!
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If life gives you lemons you should make lemonade and try to find someone whos life is giving them vodka and have a party.
You can take me out of hell,
but you can't take hell out of me.
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