| Nessarisa, a winged girl, falls out of the sky and lands into a strange world. A world with cars and buses and electricity. Will she be able to get home again? And what happens went fantasy merges with reality? |
Lost in Reality
Lost in Reality: EpilogueEpilogueLost in Reality: Epilogue
Ryan opened his chocolate brown eyes, he was staring up at the sky, grey clouds were floating idly above him. He could smell the distinctive smell of sea salt that hung in the air, the grass felt springy and short underneath him and he could hear the sound of gulls calling as they flew about in the air, mingling with the unmistakable sound of waves crashing against the rocks.
He closed his eyes as he felt the rain drops fall onto his face, savouring it as the beads of water cooled his skin. He felt someone’s hand reach out and hold his; a familiar hand with elegant, slender fingers. He turne
by *Heroisagirl
Lost in Reality: Part FifteenPart Fifteen : Flames and FreedomLost in Reality: Part Fifteen
Nessarisa froze; the flames reflected in her blue eyes as she waited the inferno consume the room at a frighteningly rapid rate. Ryan turned to her, his face pale.
“Nessa,” he cried as thick, acrid smoke started to fill the room, “We have to get out now.”
Nessarisa blinked, suddenly becoming animated again. The smoke had completely filled up the room, becoming thicker and thicker, slowly suffocating the occupants and turning so black that it was difficult to see.
“Eyde!” Nessarisa screamed at the top of her lungs, &#
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Random piece about a treeI stare at the tree.Random piece about a tree
I really stare at the tree, taking in everything about it. I consider how it towers over me, how rough its bark feels under my touch, how the boughs stretch out over my head, sheltering me from the rain. Oh! How they stand there still and silent, with the calmness of one who has seen the way of the world. I look and wonder how much the tree has seen, how many moments have been played out around its thick trunk, all the tears, the laughter. It has seen everything, it has had children swinging on its branches; it has had poets sitting under it as they write, pondering their next line, the next simile, the next
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FFM 31st JulyI stare out the window, sipping my tea, watching my dress fluttering in the breeze. Its black with flowers on and I wonder whether anyone will notice the small tear it under the left arm. I look at it, last year’s dress, an early birthday present to myself or rather an excuse to make myself feel beautiful. In the end, being a year older is not a big achievement.FFM 31st July
Sitting in the pub, feeling rather over dressed, I drink another glass of wine. What was meant to be a reinvention had back fired. The night had slipped away from me, stolen by circumstances out of my control. In the end, I feel nothing but exhaustion, the
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FFM 30th JulyCarly was sitting in her living room, curled up into the soft armchair. She watched in horror as water started to leak in, filling up the room. Panicking she waded through the water desperately trying to open the locked door...FFM 30th July
She woke up with a start and stared blankly at the screen of her laptop. It was one in the morning and she had to finish her essay by the next day. She yawned and sat up properly, starting to type.
Carly grimaced as she realised that she would not be here if her sister had not been so noisy, the thumping sound of her loud music killing any concentration that she had. She sighed, her sister di
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FFM 29th JulyShe sat in her room, her head buried in her hands as she perched on the bed. The argument was still fresh in her mind even though she had locked herself in there an hour ago. The house had fallen silent after all of the screaming and door slamming; it had infected it like a disease slowly creeping into her mind so that she replayed the argument repeatedly in her head.FFM 29th July
She looked up as she heard a knock on the door. It was him. He was speaking to her, trying to apologise. She sat up straight as she realised that he had never probably apologised to her before. Silence fell as she stood up, knowing that he was waiting on
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FFM 28th JulyA young elf was sitting by a lake, the stone tower that she called her home looming over the woods that she had to walk through to reach the banks of the lake. She stared into the lake, admiring how the ripples got bigger and bigger the further they were from the centre. She could hear the sound of the birds chirruping in the trees and the zeppelins slowly flying over head. She usually took delight in such peace and tranquillity, but not today. Today there was sorrow and trouble in her heart. Today her father was coming to visit her.FFM 28th July
She knew what this visit meant. In the 200 years she had lived in the tower, he had only come to
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FFM 27th JulyI sit at the bar, watching a young man downing a pint of beer. He doesn’t notice me as he laughs with his friends gathered around him. I walk up to the bar and order another drink, watching him from the corners of my eyes.FFM 27th July
He is still downing pints and still ignoring me. Not that I’m surprised, his friends’ shouting is distracting and I’m not exactly the kind of person that turns heads. I’m not flawless like some of my kind and the ability to glide into a room wearing a dress that would catch attention. In many ways it made my life a bit easier, no one would suspect me but it also made luring
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| Well, I'm quite shy and very quirky. I'm extremely crazy and I tend to drift off into day dreams all the time. My friends love me for who I am though. Oh I occaisionally dress up as a pirate when I go out drinking as this pic shows (it may not be clear since I have to dress up on a student budget. I'm the one in jeans.) I love chocolate, fantasy, cats,writing, reading, films, and just generally having a laugh. I hate waiting, snakes and annoying, two faced people. Oh and for those who don't know, the girl in the skirt is my oldest friend (we've been friends since primary school) |
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- Current Residence: I don't know where it is but it sure is more fun than reality.
- Interests: Writing fantasy, reading fantasy, living fantasy, manga, films and hiding under the bed, fantasy
- Favourite movie: Pan's Labyrinth, Lord of the Rings, Stardust list goes on...
- Favourite band or musician: MCR, FOB, PATD, Evanescence, KIGH....etc,etc
- Favourite genre of music: Rock or whatever...
- Favourite poet or writer: Tolkien, Phillip Pullman, Charlotte Bronte, Garth Nix.....etc etc
- Operating System: windows vista for my laptop
- MP3 player of choice: ipod shuffle!
- Skin of choice: My own
- Favourite cartoon character: L!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
- Personal Quote: Screw the world, the world sucks...
- Tools of the Trade: my imagination, pen, paper and my beloved laptop.
- Email: Ask nicely and maybe I'll give it to you. :D
- MSN: Ask me
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