Who goes there?
Meira
I drew my sword easily and pointed the tip to the back of his neck. "Move and you're dead" I hiss. He tenses. His clothing from this world is strange so that must mean.... no the way through the book is closed is it not.
The book was meant to be hidden. "Who are you and where do you come from?" I demand pressing the tip to his skin lightly.
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Inspired by a piece in '100 word or less, by invitation, only in 3rd person'Only SumnerzAngel and Me
Carter Jones (nickname: 'Mouse')
Spiky dark brown hair; stormy dark blue eyes; quite tall and well built for running- long legs. Currently dressed all in black. Quite daring, but also doesn't know when he's gone to far; likes to think himself a comedian, but he's not that funny; home-schooled and believes in giving everybody an equal chance, no matter who they are or what they do."
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"The book sat on the shelf at the very top on its own. Out of reach of all those ..."
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Action / Adventure, Fantasy, Romance
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