Emily Wilson
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I hurriedly moved about my room, meticulously double-checking that I had packed every essential item for my upcoming journey to the prestigious Imperial Academy in the Hestia Empire. My mother was a flurry of concern, incessantly reminding me not to forget anything crucial. Despite my reassurances that I had everything covered, she reappeared with a forgotten robe in her hand and a playful scolding on her lips. I couldn't help but playfully bite my tongue, a mixture of amusement and exasperation in…-
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"Ugh." I woke up to the dull throb of a headache, a telltale sign of the mild hangover I was experiencing. "Looks like you are awake, pervert princess." Blaze hovered before my eyes. This dude has nothing better to do than annoy me first thing in the morning. "What time is it?" I asked as I pushed myself up. My muscles protested against the stiffness acquired from sleeping in such an unconventional position. I rubbed my eyes, trying to shake off the remnants of grogginess, and surveyed the room.…
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Through the cracked window of the rundown hotel room, a faint moonlight filtered in, casting a feeble glow. It danced with dust particles, revealing the passage of time on worn furnishings. Shadows mingled with the moon's meagre embrace, painting an atmosphere of haunting nostalgia. In this quiet corner, the moonlight became a delicate companion, offering solace amidst decay. It whispered forgotten tales, evoking reflection within the worn walls. Ren's right hand embarked on a tantalising journey,…
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Eldoria City, a rather lacklustre urban centre in the Grav Kingdom, fails to impress with its uninspiring architecture and mundane atmosphere. The cityscape is a mix of ordinary structures, devoid of any remarkable features. The streets, paved with worn-out cobblestones, lack vibrancy and character. In summary, Eldoria City epitomises boredom with its unremarkable architecture, lacklustre market, and mundane atmosphere. It fails to captivate or leave a lasting impression on…
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"Alright, folks, it's time to call it a day. We've been on this road nonstop. So, we're going to set up camp right here, nestled among these towering trees." Henry said as he stopped the carriage. He glanced around, his tired eyes meeting the gazes of his companions, emphasising his concern for their well-being. The weary lines etched on his face revealed the strain of their journey. "Let's gather up the tents and set them up in pairs. I can't ensure that we've got a cosy corner for each of you."…
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(Ren Hilton's POV.) Phew "It's time to say bye." I stood before my childhood home in Sephra, my heart heavy with mixed emotions. The time had come for me to embark on a new chapter of my life, but bidding farewell to these loved ones was no easy task. My mother, Rose, and father, Chris, stood beside me, their eyes brimming with pride and sadness. My mother's dear friend, Marylin, had also come to see me off. She had been a constant presence in their lives, a source of wisdom and support, and I…
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"Hi," Anabelle said awkwardly. Now, that's concerning. "What are you doing here?" I asked. I didn't remember her telling me that she was going to visit me today. "I came to give you your birthday present and wish you well, but you weren't home. Your mom said that I could wait," Anabelle explained nervously. "And what might you be doing, Mrs. Marilyn? Don't tell me you're analysing Ana just like you did for me," I asked Marilyn, who sat beside Anabelle with a notepad and quill in her hand. "Oh,…
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(In the antique shop.) After some time, my father returned with a long sword in his hand that resembled a Roman gladius sword in appearance, with the exception of that 'It is rusted.' If I swing it too hard, it appears that it will break. It looked brittle; there were a lot of cracks on the surface of its nearly 18-inch blade. The width is like 3 inches, but interesting is the handle bar with snake carving. "How is it?" My father asked as he held the sword towards me. "Ah? Oh, yes, it's great.…
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"Wake up, princess! it's morning." "U m m.." The piercing voice of the Blaze clock brought me back from the dead of sleep. I started to wriggle and stretch within the cosy, warm haven that is my bed. As parts of my body were gradually turning on, I realised today was a big day. As with any other day, I got out of bed, took a shower, and then changed into some new clothes. These are the ones that I bought yesterday along with Anabelle. "It was a nice date.' I thought Anabelle did get upset at me for…
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"Ren,I might sound selfish, but would you help me mend things with my friends?" Anabelle asked, "Nope." I know I sound like a jerk, but I have a reason. An abrupt surprise was written all over Anabelle's face. She did not anticipate this brazen of a response from me, nor did I want to give one, but in this kind of circumstance, I am powerless to intervene. "I see." Anabelle suddenly fell silent as she turned her attention to the coffee mug in front of her. "I believe I should leave at this…
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