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Ugh. I have to do more battle tactics. I like them, really, I do. But right now I'm just so tired. I sit down at the table and resign myself to them. I pick up my charcoal pencil-I'm still glad Gilan bought it for me-and start on the sheet.
"So, you have to stop a raid from Skandians on a coast. What do you do?" Gilan asked.
"I would... first count them and assess how well I can deal with them on my own." I answer.
"Good, so let's say there are 24. What would you do next?" Gilan prompts.
"I would.... ride Acorn 20 meters away and thin them out as we go along. That would make them wary. Eventually they might give up. I would only wound them though!" I say. I can't bear the thought of killing the Skandians when they're only doing what they do best.
Gilan nods. "Good. Now, what if you had to lead an attack on someone?"
"I would.." I pause, gathering my thoughts. I go to answer his question, and find that I can't. I try to move, but I just can't! Help! I want to scream. In my mind I'm screaming, panicking. I can barely breathe, I'm just taking in shallow breaths. It's not enough!
"Wisper, are you ok?" Gilan asks, looking worried.
No! I want to scream back, but I can't. It's like I don't even own my body anymore. My eyes reflexively tear up and I can't even blink.
"Wisper!" Gilan says, and he shakes me. I snap out of it. I can move again. I start crying and he holds me close. "It's ok." Gilan says softly.
"I couldn't move at all..." I say.
"So, you have to stop a raid from Skandians on a coast. What do you do?" Gilan asked.
"I would... first count them and assess how well I can deal with them on my own." I answer.
"Good, so let's say there are 24. What would you do next?" Gilan prompts.
"I would.... ride Acorn 20 meters away and thin them out as we go along. That would make them wary. Eventually they might give up. I would only wound them though!" I say. I can't bear the thought of killing the Skandians when they're only doing what they do best.
Gilan nods. "Good. Now, what if you had to lead an attack on someone?"
"I would.." I pause, gathering my thoughts. I go to answer his question, and find that I can't. I try to move, but I just can't! Help! I want to scream. In my mind I'm screaming, panicking. I can barely breathe, I'm just taking in shallow breaths. It's not enough!
"Wisper, are you ok?" Gilan asks, looking worried.
No! I want to scream back, but I can't. It's like I don't even own my body anymore. My eyes reflexively tear up and I can't even blink.
"Wisper!" Gilan says, and he shakes me. I snap out of it. I can move again. I start crying and he holds me close. "It's ok." Gilan says softly.
"I couldn't move at all..." I say.
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So ya, true story actually. I was at home and I couldn't move for like, five minutes. This is just a snippet from my writing journal. I couldn't figure out how to write stories on DeviantArt so I'm writing them as journals. This is Ranger's Apprentice, by the way. I only own my character, Wisper. Woohoo!! I may do more of these.... Who knows!
Faerie121
Ranger 26
Faerie121
Ranger 26
Hi Again
Sorry I've disappeared. I just kinda lost the motive to continue with DeviantArt. Sorry. But now I need to ask you to hold on and keep reading.
I'm on this thing called FanFiction.net and I love it! Mostly. I've been getting some hate on it from a guest, and because they're a guest I can't block them or report them.
The first time they hated on me was for one of my fanfictions that I took up for someone who quit. They said that I was a *blank* who was a *blanking* *blanking* attention-seeking *blank.* They also said to "listen to my mommy and focus on my studies."
They basically said a bunch of cuss words and told me to quit writ
The Thunder Shaking the Table
The moment when the thunder shakes the table you're drawing on is a very scary moment. Your mind rushes through all the possible things that could happen.
Earthquake?
Even if it's on the other side of the world, people still get hurt. People still die. Families and friends still get torn apart.
Tornado?
I think this one is self-explanatory.
Tidal-wave?
I've heard that these can shake land. But I live in Illinois so, probably not.
Hurricane?
What if the storm gets so bad the street floods and just washes everything away?
What if lightning strikes the house or a tree nearby?
What if, what if, what if...
The thunder
Happy Halloween!
So, hey guys! We've got a whirlwind of...stuff.
First, my dad is in the hospital. Not looking for attention, not in the slightest, but I feel that it's major and needs to be said. So, ignore any offense in religions, please say a prayer for him. Please ignore any religious offense.
So also, if you haven't read my other journal, The Gar'er, read it now. Please, do yourself a favor. Here's a link:
I don't know what to do.
Also there's the matter of the ILLEGAL THING IN MY HOUSE. Ya, apparently my saxe knife is illegal because it's over 6 inches. So there goes my costume. We would be facing a large fine (something to do with a two
Layers of Stolen Souls-Prologue
Please note that because I am stupid I do not know how to write stories on DeviantArt, so I use the journal system. It works quite well actually....
Hope you like this!
I looked around me. I was trapped. Cornered. Dead meat. The beast crept towards me and leapt. I opened my mouth to scream, but I couldn’t make a sound. The horror of the creature before me was too much.
Wait, was that a….roaring sound?
“It was only a dream.” I say, relieved.
I look around, and freeze. I had woken up, so this couldn’t be a dream. Flames eagerly licked at the door, and I knew I would never get out tha
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