JennaAlli

Original Once upon a time, in a very vast land called Fiore, there was a guild. A guild called Fairy Tale. It had many capable wizards, their magic variated from water, to ice, fire, sand, equipped magic, the summoning of stellar spirits and dragon slayers. They were very kind and popular, helping others and taking request seriously and finishing them, even if they are dangerous, life threatening even! They shared happiness and sadness together, they grew with their hardships and difficulties to admirable role models for future guilds and wizards. Well, wouldn't the tiny fact remain that they can be called "Town destroyers", then that's wha

She felt free. For the first time in her whole life and nobody could take that feeling away from her. The wind brushed through the trees and bushes, sounding like music. The animals nearby watched and got closer, whenever she wasn't looking. They were her audience. It didn't matter that she was alone, without a partner, a friend, someone beloved. The little balcony in the woods was solid and serene. She sat there waiting for the wind to play and signalizing her turn. Minutes of silence passed by, all she could hear was her impatient crowd as suddenly the wind blew hard. She smiled and jumped up, dancing under the stars. Letting her emotio

He was sitting on his bed, the rain was falling silently, swallowing the noise of the passing cars and chatting people. He felt demotivated, unlike him, somehow sad. His friends were trying to cheer him up, even Ishida tried to be nice and Keigo wasn't as dump as always, he was quite tolerant and smart knowing what to say, or not. A small smile formed on his face, his dear friends, they were -- are his family, the ones he needed the most. Of course he has his own family, his sisters, Yuzo and Karin and his father, who he loves dearly, but he can't actually talk to them about his Substitute Soulreaper duties. Not that he didn't like being a Sh

Chapter V The red stray of hope It was wet. Wet and cold. Where was I? Where was Matt? What happend? I was on that ship a few seconds ago. It all seemed to be so dark and thick, she couldn't breathe. Am I going to die here, alone? Would anybody care? I shouldn't have left my family like this, I should have stayed with them, told them how much I loved each one of them, beacuse I do, dearly. I can't die in this place, I won't die in darkness, engulfed and consumed, I fight. I will live to love, to show my family that I love them. I will shine though the darkness. Her numb limbs started moving, desperate to see the surface, her lungs burned,-

Chapter IV Fate,Feelings and Confession? Kaname read a book on his soft, cold leather couch, it was five o'clock in the evening and he fancied  his blood red jasmine tea. He enjoyed his moments of loneliness and silence, but something was strange today, his solitude made him feel alone and empty, besides that there was another feeling, he never had that emotion before ,- he felt out of place and that he needed to be somewhere else. So without much thinking he jumped nervously in his clothes, this feeling was urgent it grew stronger and stronger by second. It wasn't like him to leave everything behind, to run across the beach and to be actu

Chapter III Her Night The sky was decorated with shining bright stars,the air was cool and salty and she started to freeze. She was on a ship, in the middle of nowhere waiting for Matt, her boyfirend, to finish his business with his so called "friends". She wore a light green Tanktop and short yellow hotpants, which suited and accentuated her delicate figure. Her long blond hair seemed to play with the wind, but it was never messy, every strand was well placed. Her cat like green eyes glew in the dark, like orbs and her full lips moved to a smile. She loved it here, the beatiful sunset from just minutes ago was still on her mind. It made

Chapter II            The day after The old saying says: "The early bird catches the worm", but it seems like our honored and beloved Nightclass-member never heard of it.The afternoon sun was now shining bright in his room, the only thing that seemed to divide or provide him from that evil, strong and unmerciful sun, were his long and dark curtains. Our Kaname would never admit it out loud, that the almighty head of the Kurans could have the tiniest bit of a jetlag. So he decided to get dressed and to pretend that he was wide awake reading and planning. He stood up, regretting to let go of his soft, warm bed and started to walk to his mirro