Some of these characters belong to SSO and others were made by some friends of fine so they don't belong to be either! I don't know if this will become a series of a stand alone - we'll see.
“Do it Florence,” the dark figure said, eyes like daggers watched the shaking girl, who’s ginger hair almost glowed in the moonlight, hold the dagger. The girl was crying. “I can’t,” Florence sobbed, “I really can’t.” “Well hell, you better learn quickly then. Kill or be killed. It’s up to you.” Florence was still shaking in front of a bedraggled looking girl, draped on the floor. She was fighting with herself and the knife. Kill or be killed? She couldn’t. She couldn’t. She couldn’t die. As she plunged the knife deep into the girl’s heart, she watched the girl waver and stutter into smoke. Florence dropped to the ground in agony that she’d even thought about taking a life. Behind her stood two girls, one rushed towards her newly made friend while the other walked towards the dark figure. “Holli, that was too far,” Kara warned. Holli walked towards Kara. A stranger may have guessed her age at eleven but they’d be wrong. Inclining her head towards Kara, she had the physical appearance of looking up but, in fact, her eyes showed, very clearly, that she, Holli, was the one with absolute power. “I suggest,” she smirked, enunciating each syllable with deadly accurately, “That you sit down. Now.” Delilah, the girl who had rushed to her friend’s aid, wrapped an arm around her friend and pulled her sobbing form to the side. None of them had known what they’d be in for when they agreed to join Dark Core in hope for becoming the fourth soul rider. There was a complete absents of light there which was slowly obliterating all of the love in their hearts. When they were alone, Delilah tried to remind herself of her mother, Kara reminded herself of her girlfriend, Lena, and Florence reminded them all of the taste of sweet porridge on cold Winter’s mornings. Florence was the best at “picturing”. She’d picture simple things that meant the world to the three girls. Wooly mittens, soft glowing candles, hot donuts - freshly made. Kara was the first to forget her own mother. Florence had forgotten everyone but Delilah had a strange strength within her to remember her mother’s laughing face and flowing hair. The door to the baloney flew open releasing spiky orange hair - Darko. “Stand up dark riders,” he countermanded, “Today is the day of the Dark Ceremony. Today, one of you will join our ranks and tomorrow? We. Will. Take. Jorvik!”
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Eva Frogcake?
12/9/2017 07:07:58
Woah this is so good 👏
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Li Silentland
Hello!Welcome to my little space on the large internet where I can share my thoughts, views and fanfics! I am you 'normal' teenaged girl, who loves writing, gaming and horses. I've played Star Stable online since 1st June 2014 and I am currently a level 20 player on Cupcake Valley where I hang about with Frosty Roses and my 18 pixel horses! Disclaimer: All images and anything else to do with this blog are taken in the game Star Stable Online produced by Star Stable Entertainment AB. I have nothing to do with Star Stable and own none of their graphics. But I can tell you it is a great game and you should play it!
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