Tuesday 15 December 2009

white(6)


hellooo lovely readers ;***, I miss yall tremendously!! especially those who sent me emails and commented while I was away! I decided to post part 6 of my last story, I know its very short! but it's just a reminder since I forgot the story myself!! hehe ;p , so you guys remember it? :o, anyway I'm inspired now ;p so I think I'll be posting alot! enjoy! xoxoxo

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The white pearly light blinded my eyes as I tried to take in the whole scene that was happening right before my wondering, innocent eyes. the world spun around me slowly and I miraculously fought the urge to surrender to the other side of the world, to faint. I ignored every object around me and focused on the amazing creature that was glistening and shining furiously. Beads of sweat trickled down the rusty dark body of the wings holder. I couldn't keep my eyes off of him , I was so mesmirized by his beauty that I forgot about Jon's arms tightly wrapped around me. He was suffering, silently. the creature was in pain; invisible pain.


I didn't know how I managed to slightly look away from the dazzling beauty of the creature and finally notice the beautiful glittering , human butterflies that were surrounding him, as if they were out of a beautiful painting.


I recognized one of the beautiful faces surrounding him, it was the guy I saw at Alex's house the day I went to thank him for saving my life. I recognized his beautiful face. cassius's beautiful face.



their beauty was so dizzying, or was it the blinding light that was radiating from them? I wasn't really sure but whatever it was , it sent me to the other side of the world in a blink of an eye.






"Nessa?...Ness?" I found Jon's soft voice whispering in my ears while his big hand stroked my head, reviving my heart again, and I was sent back to the real side of the world.


"I wasn't dreaming was I?"


He shook his head. "Nope"


"o-okay.." I gulped.


" Do you think you have the time to listen to a, um...different kind of story?" he asked.


I sighed. "why not."