Book 2, Chapter 15: Ira Dreamlake
Posted on December 16, 2014 at 1:30 pm by and

After Aiela’s death Framata had broken out of jail. When she got out she took a long, deep breath of fresh air. She realized she was not that far from the palace. She took the quickest route she knew; along Seaside Way. She spotted a beautiful girl walking beside her on the opposite side of the street. She had black waist length hair and a delicate face with almond shaped eyes and small, perfect lips. Her skin was so pale it almost looked white. Framata heard her murmer something and then water shot from her hand. Framata ran to her and said
“You can do magic!”
“Yes.” She said. She spoke with a slight french accent that seemed to add to her beauty.
“I need to take you to see Brigora!” said Framata.
“my name is Ira Dreamlake.” Said Ira.
“The legendary water elementalist!” Gasped Framata. Ira gave a small nod.

Teacher Strike
Posted on September 14, 2014 at 12:48 pm by and

The teachers have been on strike all summer. Now we are supposed to be doing school but because the teachers are still on strike we are missing.
The news says that Vince Ready might come to the meeting next weekend. Hopefully the problem will be solved soon and we can go back to school!

My Wiki
Posted on September 14, 2014 at 12:46 pm by and

I have a Wiki. On it I write about lots of different things. If you want to look at it here is the link:

My Wiki

You can’t leave comments on a Wiki, so if you have any questions about it then leave them on my blog.

Wikis are awesome

Book 2, Chapter 14: Fernik
Posted on September 14, 2014 at 12:45 pm by and

Brigora awoke laying on her side.  She opened her eyes.  Her face was pressed against soft, cool grass.  Her dress was slightly damp from the morning dew.  She saw a strand of white, tangled, messy hair and she realized it was her own.  Brigora sat up slowly and saw that she was sitting in front of a small pond.  She dipped her fingers in it and ripples disturbed the glassy surface of the pond.  She saw a bug out of the corner of her eye.  The bug looked strangely humanoid.  Then she realized that this was no bug… It was a fairy.  It was a girl.  The fairy flew towards her and asked, “How did you get here, human? This is Fernik, domain of the fairies. I am Krysta. Ekemal will have questions for you. Come.”  Brigora quickly made a cage of ice around the tiny being. She noticed that Krysta had short black hair and was wearing a red leotard. She had delicate see-through wings.  ”What kind of curse has been placed upon you, human?” Asked Krysta.
Brigora fled, leaving Krysta in her cage of ice. She ran through a pond. As soon as her feet touched the surface of the water, the pond froze. Her power was growing.

Book 2, Chapter 13: Froejhma
Posted on September 5, 2014 at 12:56 pm by and

“Froejhma,” said Lord Nefarious in his metallic, silky voice. “Your name shall be Froejhma.  It is in the language of the Caldese.  It means evil.  You have learned to speak Caldese, Coe.  From now on we speak to each other in Caldese.”
“Yes master- I mean sim yuu.” said the girl who once was named Coe.
“jii. Ti dac Caldese fikew,” said Lord Nefarious.
Suddenly a soft voice spoke.”You still ignore good. Your plan is hopeless. YOU WILL NOT FINISH THIS alive!”

 

Book 2, Chapter 12: A Game of Hide and Seek and a Friendly Face
Posted on September 4, 2014 at 10:02 pm by and

Brigora was sprinting as fast as she could. A Merte was chasing her. The cold wind stung her cheeks and made her eyes water as she ran past. Then the Merte yelled gleefully, “Ready or not, here I come!”
Through gritted teeth Brigora said, “Not…Hide…And seek.” She let out a gasp. She wouldn’t be able to keep this up much longer. A strand of white hair flew in front of her face. Two hands gripped her waist and lifted her up from behind. Brigora fought and kicked, but could not get free. Then a door opened and slammed shut. The ground in front of her face turned from grass to wood floors. She was gently set down. Brigora was looking into the eyes of Elsaic.
“Miss me?” asked Elsaic. Brigora fell unconscious from exhaustion and surprise.

Florida! 1
Posted on August 3, 2014 at 12:46 pm by and

Right now I am in Windsor hills, which is a neighborhood in Orlando. Orlando is a city in Florida.
Instead of staying in a hotel, we rented a house to stay in. It features 5 bedrooms, 5 bathrooms, 1 game room, 1 living room, an entryway with incredibly high ceilings, a kitchen with a small table, and a dining room.
Outside there is a large pool, 3 lounge chairs, and a table to seat 6. This is all in a screened in with metal mesh to prevent electrocution. Our house came with beach towels, face clothes, hand towels, 7 pool noodles, and a ball. Even though we have a table in the kitchen and a dining room, we mostly eat outside.

I share a room upstairs with my sister, Sierra. It has a Mickey Mouse mural, 2 single beds, a Xbox, a flat screen T.V mounted on the wall, a closet, and a bucket of books. We have our own bathroom! Our room and bathroom are boat-themed. The clock is a steering wheel, there are life preserver shaped pillows, lighthouses on the shower curtain, and a sign that says “Welcome Aboard!”.

Even though there are 5 bedrooms in this house, we only use 3. Each bedroom has it’s own bathroom.

I will write more.

Book 2, Chapter 11:
Posted on June 8, 2014 at 10:31 pm by and

Pandra yawned. It had been a hard night for her. Sometimes her curiosity was to her disadvantage. Last night when she had gotten up to go to the bathroom she had seen Brigora creeping through the hallways and she couldn’t help but follow her. She had unlocked a wooden door and went in. Pandra had waited by the door for about two hours before giving up and going back to bed.

Today Pandra would be tired. She shouldn’t have let her curiosity get ahead of her. She yawned again. Pandra got up and pulled on her dress she had gotten for being made Sar Din Dae. Today was a big test. Pandra was going to go in the contest to see if she would be able to be the one Sar Din Dae to rule over all others. If she didn’t claim the position, she hoped Iva did. She ran her fingers through her hair in an attempt to tame it. Pandra ran out her door and didn’t close the door behind her. She raced through the hallways, lifting her skirt so as not to trip on it. Brigora’s eyes widened as Pandra flew past her in the corridor. Pandra finally reached the gates that led outside of the castle. She flung them open. She kept running towards the Grand Hall.

Finally she arrived, breathless, and lined up with all the other ruler wannabes. Then somebody struck a gong and the long line filed inside. Iva joined on to the end of the line just as the line began to move. Pandra was glad to see that Iva was also out of breath. She hadn’t been the only one in a hurry! The doors shut behind Ivatan.

Book 2, Chapter 10: A Midnight Walk
Posted on June 8, 2014 at 10:29 pm by and

When Brigora had found out about her and Ladaria’s thing she had done a dance. Then she began breathing deeply and said, “1, 2, 3, 4, 5-” Brigora shot Ladaria a death squint, for Ladaria was doubled over on the bench, laughing and hooting and making odd noises. Then Ladaria tried to speak through her laughter and in the attempt almost choked herself. Then a strange look of dread flashed over Ladaria’s face. It was only for an instant and then Ladaria plastered a sunny smile onto her face.
“I gotta go,” she said, and then dashed away before Brigora could get a word in.

That night Brigora lay in bed. She was so happy for her and Ladaria. She had to get her energy out somehow. She considered screaming into her pillow, but that might wake Symbol, who was sleeping in the room next to her. She decided she would go on a walk. She carefully pulled down her blankets, layer by layer. She styled her hair into a hasty braid and got a green and blue dress to pull on over her nightie. She quietly opened the door, wincing as it made a high creaking noise. She slipped out and eased the door shut. She didn’t know where to go. She could go anywhere or do anything. Then Brigora decided. She would go to the garden.

The garden was always beautiful at night. So Brigora crept down the twisting, winding, and forked hallways that most people would have thought impossible to navigate. Then she came to the ornately carved oak door with a lock. It was the door to Brigora’s private garden. She took the key out of her pocket, her hand catching on a thread inside. She fitted the silver key into the iron lock and turned it. The doors opened. Brigora felt herself relax. This was one of the only places where she could be herself. In joy she shot a jet of snow into the air and stuck out her tongue to catch it. Then she did a cartwheel. She giggled. She imagined her father’s face If he saw her now, cart wheeling amongst the daffodils. She took a long deep sniff. It was the smell of roses, daffodils, day-lilies, rhododendrons, tulips, and other flower’s scents that mingled so much that she couldn’t tell what they were. It was night-time in the garden.

Book 2, Chapter 9: More Family
Posted on June 8, 2014 at 10:21 pm by and

Brigora was having the time of her life. She had quickly learned how to fly the dragon and successfully do a loop-de- loop. Now she sat casually upon the dragon’s back. The pink scales glinted in the sun as light bounced off them. Brigora’s hair had been neatly braided with a blue satin ribbon but the strip of fabric had come out and her braid unravelled. She had slept on her braid so her hair now streamed through the air with natural bouncy looking curls of her white hair. Her dress was made to fit tightly around her skin, but it attempted to fly about her as well. Brigora’s eyes watered and the wind whistled annoyingly in her ears. She flattened her body against the dragon’s back as Pinkie began his descent. He pulled out of his nose dive just in time to make a perfect landing.

Elsaic was nowhere to be seen. Brigora then dismounted the reptile and strode through the garden with rhododendrons and day lilies brushing her sides as her steel toed flats clicked on the cobblestone path. She was lost in thought and the magnificent scent of roses did not catch her attention.

She was snapped to reality when Ladaria called to her from a bench on the other side of the garden. Brigora adopted a warm look as she walked to sit with Ladaria.
“Hey,” said Brigora, “How are your parents, Ladaria?” At this Ladaria’s face clouded.
Then she mumbled, “I’ve been meaning to tell you Brigora. Yesterday I got a letter from Master Sunwell. It said I was adopted and my real last name was….well.. Dewleaf.”
Then Brigora smiled,
“So you’re my sister!” she said.
“Yes.”

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