Tamagirl_Desy
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Ok I'm writing a new story....guess where I got the first paragraph from? A dream I had last night. In my dreams words were being read, and I was staring into a book. I used the words from the book in my dream and I'm actually writing a story about it.
Whadda think? It's called, "The Horror"
Me and my fellow men raced on horseback in the direction of the lost city. The frigid air brushed my face, as I clutched on tighter to my horse. All at once, people started calling me "King" and the actual one "Mister". It had felt good to be significant to others. The grey sky and the freezing wind wasn't quite appealing as we headed into the city, but we had no choice. "Gather all the men! Round 'em up!" I squalled as I slapped the horse with my rope. The horse neighed and dashed faster. I could only hope for the best. The people around me let out battle cries, their faces hot and scarlet. I peered around me. I looked into the others’ eyes. They were bloodshot and bromidic. For a spilt second, I thought maybe this wasn’t such a seasonable idea after all.....
Me and my fellow men raced on horseback in the direction of the lost city. The frigid air brushed my face, as I clutched on tighter to my horse. All at once, people started calling me "King" and the actual one "Mister". It had felt good to be significant to others. The grey sky and the freezing wind wasn't quite appealing as we headed into the city, but we had no choice. "Gather all the men! Round 'em up!" I squalled as I slapped the horse with my rope. The horse neighed and dashed faster. I could only hope for the best. The people around me let out battle cries, their faces hot and scarlet. I peered around me. I looked into the others’ eyes. They were bloodshot and bromidic. For a spilt second, I thought maybe this wasn’t such a seasonable idea after all.....