I'm still in Texas and will probably head back on Saturday but whatever. I'm starting a little for fun story that my cousin gave the idea to me. I probably won't finish it but I thought it would be a fun thing to start. (STILL WORKING ON THE BOX CAN'T LEAVE ANDREW WAITING AMIRIGHT?)

I now give you...

A super tiny sneak peak of Glory

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Dark, darker, yet darker still...

The light faded from sight, I felt myself drowning. I couldn't swim, they were dragging me downward. Light faded, and I lost all hope. I wanted to scream, to pray, to say something...

But I guess some voices aren't meant to be heard.

I woke up, gasping for breath. The room was dark and desolate, reminding me of the dream. I began taking deep breaths, reassuring myself that I was very much alive. I began to sit up and watched as my door cracked open, light flooding in.

"Are you awake, Ottoline?"

I stared at my sister, Leontine, for quite some time before nodding my head. She flicked the light switch on the wall, causing the familiar whirring of the window shades to commence. I watched the shades slowly go up, letting even more light to fill the room.

"I assume you ready for another day of training?" Leontine questioned, smiling.

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Mwahaha

I know, nothing really juicy happened and I'm probably gonna edit it to no end but that's pretty much how it all starts.

Here's a spoiler sneak peak that will only have Ottoline's name.

(Skip now if you wish to keep this a secret)

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"Ottoline, no!" He shouted, reaching for my hand.

I ripped out of his reach, staring at the flames that had engulfed her. I smiled, rather brightly. It was disturbing but I enjoyed it. I watched her feathers fly above the flames, only to spark and fall down again. I opened my own wings, allowing the heat to fill them, and my smile widened.

"Ottoline, please, your scaring me."

"Oh I should be scary to you."

"I'm sorry, I should have known who she was!"

"Sorry won't bring her back."

"On the bright side you no longer have someone to hate."

"Oh, I have so many people I hate."

"Really? Name one."

"You."

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Dun, dun, dun.

Your welcome.

~Fox is gonna go draw Ottoline