William Anderson
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Midnight. But the night was different from the previous nights. There was only one moon on the sky- one bright moon. The sky was not completely dark as before, but the reddish hue the ‘full’ moon radiated made it the eeriest night any of the students in the Fleeting Lands ever faced. None of the students of the ‘main camp’ dared to go to bed as orders had yet to come. Inside the largest pavilion at the centre, sat five different youths around a round table. “Where is Brad?” Asked a pink…-
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The great canyons of the hellish depths. Two students wearing the second year uniform of the Academy was walking through one of the ‘depths’ of the region. Adrian looked at the sullen face of his new ‘maid’. He smiled. “Nervous?” His question woke her up from daze. “Huh?” “Nervous that I will go back on the deal and just torture you?” His smile turned into a smirk. “How did you know!?” She stopped abruptly and took a step back. “Relax. I don’t like torturing people that…
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“Fine. I need a few ‘items’.” Adrian smiled evilly. “What do you need?” Rastia frowned. “A pair of pliers.” He replied. “Pliers?” Her frown tightened. “Why do you need- you know what… I don’t even want to know the reason.” ****** Five youths- three males and two females- were passing through the gigantic leafless trees, one by one. All five of them were wearing light blue uniforms- the official uniforms of The Blue Oasis School. It was an institution situated at the…
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The night was black. Even though there were two moons hanging in the sky, they barely reflected the light of their brighter counterpart. Cornelia was walking to and fro. Her anxious face would turn to the barely visible lake every once in a while. It had been more than two hours since he left. *Splash!* She hastily looked at the source of the sound. Adrian lazily swam to the shore. He looked at her and opened his arms. She understood what he meant. She took out a towel from her bag and rushed towards…
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Ten minutes passed. Twenty minutes passed. Thirty minutes passed. Adrian kept diving deeper and deeper. The water pressed against his skin, resisting him from going any deeper. But who could stop Adrian? All he could see was the blue above and the black below. He did not have to worry about his breath; he had already taken a ‘breathless potion’ while walking through the range of mountains. Forty minutes passed. He did not know how deep he dove, nor did he care. Suddenly, a sound entered his ears,…
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Afternoon. The second year students- Adrian and Cornelia again continued with their journey, their destination- the mountains. Adrian had her rest through the midday for her to completely recover from the battle. The princess was a few steps behind him. Her countenance was still red. She could not believe she did something so shameless; worse- she liked it. She had the urge to run away and hide somewhere forever, many times. “If you can’t get over this small event, you can’t be a good queen in the…
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“WHAT?!” Her eyes almost popped out, mouth gaped wide open- wide enough to fit in a few eggs. “What? Do you want to go adventuring with all those sticky blood and mud glued to your skin?” He raised his brows. “That is not the concern here.” She shouted. “What do you mean by join you in bath?” “That’s exactly what it means. And you will be the one washing my body, it’s a chore.” “I-“ “Oh, you don’t want to?” An expressionless tone replaced his carefree one. She…
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She gulped. But she followed anyway; who would want to anger this monster? She stood before him. “Do you think what you did just now was enough to thank me?” He asked. She began to sweat profusely. She wanted to say ‘yes’ but she did not want a bloody painting on her skin. “I…” “It was more than enough, actually.” He patted her naked shoulder, sending shivers down her spine. “As a reward, take the three nameplates.” She shook her head and gestured intensely with her hands. “No,…
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The three faced the same emotion when they found out who their new opponent was. He was just a potioneer. Moreover, his nameplate was very valuable. In fact it was declared that whoever could kill the witch’s son would get the biggest reward this Hunt. They increased their pace with greed in their eyes, fearing he might run away. Adrian watched their actions with amusement. He just stood there, waiting for them. Cornelia slowed down and by the time she was beside him, she stopped. So did the…
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The scar faced lecturer felt a terrible sense of foreboding. But he could not think of anything that the young man in front to him might do to turn the tables. But- *Splat* Blood splattered all over Adrian. The man looked down and found a gaping hole right at the centre of his own chest. It happened too fast- so fast that he did not even feel a bit of pain. He looked back at the beast before him. The smile on Adrian’s face grew wider. Now, the blood besmirching his teeth not only was that of himself.…
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