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Aliyah Elliott
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In the weary eyes of the night there lingered an unrelenting young fellow
Unbeknownst to him, beneath his feet hid a rendezvous of nightingales singing to the voice of mysterious night with it’s gloomy and shadowy aura that captured the it’s yawn.
At that very moment, a barn owl flew from its nest leaving its young behind and distracting the adventurous boy from completing his journey through the woods.
It flew past him silently and curiously because he tempered with sleeping crickets that often filled the quiet night’s atmosphere with their rambunctious behavior and annoying chirps and disturbing the sleeping babies.
He continued through the forest on his dark path;
Where he stumbled upon a weird looking piece of artifact
He was reaching to receive the piece of hardened material
When out of nowhere it transformed into a
Rose.
Aliyah Elliott
Posts: 2
Joined: 08 Dec 2024, 21:36
Currently Reading: The Riddle of Alchemy
Bookshelf Size: 28

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Aliyah Elliott wrote: 11 Jan 2025, 14:34 In the weary eyes of the night there lingered an unrelenting young fellow
Unbeknownst to him, beneath his feet hid a rendezvous of nightingales singing to the voice of the mysterious night with its gloomy and shadowy aura that captured the night’s yawn.
At that very moment, a barn owl flew from its nest leaving its young behind and distracting the adventurous boy from completing his journey through the woods.
It flew past him silently and curiously because he tempered with sleeping crickets that often filled the quiet night’s atmosphere with their rambunctious behavior and annoying chirps and disturbing the sleeping babies.
He continued through the forest on his dark path;
Where he stumbled upon a weird looking piece of artifact
He was reaching to receive the piece of hardened material
When out of nowhere it transformed into a
Rose.
Last edited by Aliyah Elliott on 13 Jan 2025, 20:58, edited 1 time in total.
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