John Miller
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Inside the dimly lit dungeon, the heavy stone walls echoed the footsteps of the small group. Two soldiers led the way, guiding the somewhat overweight Count Laurence forward. Behind him, the two young ladies, Robert's mother and sister, darted their eyes around, taking in the sight of the various prisoners groaning in their cells. At the rear of the group walked the robed magician, guarded closely by several armored knights, their expressions tense. ‘I managed to get here, but now what?’ Roland, who…-
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“Did you really think that such a lowly-born nobody could abduct the young lady?” “Argh … I didn't…” “...and get away with it?” “Ugh…” Within a darkened chamber a lone man was being held in restraints. His head was hanging forward as only his hands were holding up his body. Chains hung down from the ceiling and connected to metallic cuffs that clamped around his wrists, leaving him suspended just above the cold, damp floor. The flickering light from a single torch revealed deep…
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‘It would be nice to know just how much time I have...’ Roland was at an impasse. Before him lay two paths he could take. It seemed like the guards were finally fed up with his stepmother’s antics. She had probably been bothering them for at least two days and refusing to take no for an answer. The sun was starting to set, and it was possible she had been shouting at them since early morning. It was commendable that she would do this to save her son, but these people didn’t care; they just wanted…
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“We are here!” Margaret shouted while pushing the carriage door open, jumping out, and almost stumbling forward onto her face. Her maid was luckily there to stick out her hand, her long red hair bounced around with the sudden movement. Hadley, with surprising quickness, caught her mistress to prevent an ungraceful fall. “Careful, Miss Margaret, your dress isn’t meant for running.” Margaret looked like a daughter of a rich merchant. She had many shiny accessories adorning her neck and a rather…
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“Would you like another biscuit?” “Sure, can I also get some more tea?” “Of course!” “...” “Oh, excuse me, Professor, would you like some too?” “No, I'm fine…” Roland glanced at the four girls who were sitting and eating sweet snacks. They were inside a rather spacious carriage that they had procured for this trip. There was even tea inside, and thanks to a few enchantments, the carriage would not shake, even if it went over uneven terrain. The group was ensconced in the…
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“Ah, Professor Wayland, I’ve heard the good news! Do you have time now to discuss…” A small black cat floated forward, his eyes sparkling with joy. He was able to see his assistant professor coming from around the corner. His name was Wayland and since his arrival, the whole Institute had been flipped upside down. Everyone was whispering his name and gossiping about the wave of change he was ushering with his presence. Many of the other professors were jealous, some even feared his newly gained…
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A path opened from within a tree, and two individuals walked through it. One was a large man wearing a mithril suit of armor with a magical robe over it. A step behind him was a blonde female student. Her head was down, and she was deep in thought, just like the man walking in front of her. “Am I doing the right thing?” The man asked himself while looking at the magical path closing behind them. He was at a crossroads that led in two directions. One path would involve confronting the De Vere family…
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There she was, his sister Lucienne. He hadn’t seen her for an entire month, but the two had stayed in contact through other means. She looked out of breath and was running in his direction. Roland focused on her facial expressions, which showed panic but also a certain level of relief. His mind raced with possibilities, each worse than the last. “Oh, well if it isn’t student Lucienne. I think she is here for you. How about we catch up later?” “Yeah, sure…” Arion had protected his sister in…
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The moon hung low in the night sky, casting an eerie glow over the dense forest. Two people both dressed in dark attire, sprinted through the underbrush, their breaths ragged and hearts pounding. Behind them, the sound of snapping twigs and distant shouts echoed through the trees. It was accompanied by howls of trained hounds that were quickly closing in. The duo glanced at each other, their eyes filled with concern. “We need to keep moving,” The woman urged, her voice barely above a…
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“First a geothermal generator and now a magic gate? Are you planning to establish a magical academy here?” “I suppose that’s possible, but I don’t think I’m good at teaching…” “That’s a shame…” Two men were talking while sitting opposite each other. They were outside inside a gazebo, taking in the sun while enjoying some black tea. Near them was a maid with orange cat ears, placing cake onto the plate of the man with whitish hair. “I don’t think the city could afford it.…
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