Wednesday, February 12, 2014
The Chosen Ones 3
Fighting Monsters.... The roar sent me flying down into a big arena,in front of me stood a creature I could only see in my dreams.It was finishing up the most hunted beast people have tracked for years,the werewolf.The figure was a dragon.I heard a voice shout out,FIGHT!!!! What was I going to use for defense?Elaine,your magic now.You will make it,just scream.So I screamed,I screamed so loud Heaven could hear.My eyes opened and the creature lay dead.A man emerged from behind the creature,he said I had defeated his creature.Another man came out and told the crowd that I was indeed the one to go on the journey. The man called for a woman called Martha,a young lady stepped forward,"show her to her room".The room was beautiful.But what was I chosen one?
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