Yami Shorts

The Slave Prisoner Cinder woke up no later that half past four on the morning. She lowered herself to do her morning stretches and then jogged on the spot until she was sure the she was absolutely awake. She then did five push ups and took her night gown off, then she put on her clothes on. She then walked out of her room and then down to the kitchens, where she collected a porridge. She then walked down to her mother's dungeon. There she met her families mad slave Drun. She had long hair that was ash brunette and wild, like a hedge on her small head. Her green eyes looked at her with a saddened anger that only mad people had. She wore a torn dress that had faded colour and torn sleeves. “Pheo-” “Shut up!” she said as she placed a blade to her throat just like her mother had taught her. Drun looked at her with horror in her eyes. She looked aside with pain. She pushed the food into under the small gap in the bars. “Eat.” she said. Drun nodded as she looked down

The Stolen Step-Sister Pheoshan, Phyredoor and Coalphyre were approaching the demonic kingdom of Glahod when they were attacked. The battle was nothing but a blur, all they saw was a bull and a pig and Pheoshan being dragged away Phyredoor chasing after her. They left Coalphyre, knowing they had what they want and more... * Two months later a girl with purple eyes and black hair was seen cleaning an emerald green silk dress. She went by the name of Cinder Umbrella and the dress that she was cleaning belonged to her older step-sister Lieara. “Cinder! Is my dress done yet?” she shouted. “Almost! Just needs to dry!” she called and she took it out to dry in the heat of the sun. She then did the same with Delarra, her other older step-sister. She collected the other dresses up that they had asked her to clean too, but as she looked at them she knew that they were dry. She then placed them on a table next to her. She folded them up as she placed them gently in the baske

Syren Of The Surface They were soon on the surface page. They looked up at the sky above them as it turned a pail shade of purple and the clouds became a dark shade of maroon. They even saw the white sun of Merth, Clara Album as she was high in the sky. Their eyes drank in the landscape as their eyes met the small floating islands and spheres that looked like miniature planets, that were all going around in a heart shaped orbit. “Hay, Scar! Oran what's wrong?” “I never thought that sky could look like that!” they said in unison. “What don't they have the rainbow sky where you're from?” Ryo asked. “No.” They waited until the unicorns had finished eating the grass until they set off again. They soon came to the centre of Publove in the capital kingdom of Sora No Tori. They saw the tower on an island in the river dividing the left and the right side. Where they were the tower looked as if it was floating on the river. Each of the floors of the tower were sta

Medmara They were about to set off to the next page when they were stopped by the gang. They looked at each-other in a childlike way, but still retaining their masculine posture. They huddled around their leader, who had his hands behind his back. “Look, it was Cari, wasn't it?” he asked “Yes.” she said nodding slightly. “Well, you know that you saved our lives after we tried to mug you?” “What of it?” she asked cautiously. “Well, we all chipped in with our honest living 'cause we knew you won't like it if we didn't use it.” “What?” she asked wishing that they would get to the point as fast as they could. “We got you this as a thank you.” he said as they presented her with a purple quiver that by the shine of it looked as if it had been moulded from dragon dung and as she touched it she could tell that it was petrified by dragon fire of the same colour. It had a rose bush pattern moulded into it along with the thorny vines that wrapped around the