

the theif and stable ladStartled Shay woke to a rooster crowing at the morning sun. She was laying on a pile of hay in an unfamiliar barn the sun streaking in through the windows. Just as Shay stood up to leave she heard the door moan in protest as someone dragged it open. Ducking behind the nearest support post she prayed that the visitor would leave before they noticed that she was there. As a precaution Shay pulled the hood of her black cloak up and fixed the mask that rested on her face. She couldnt stop the smile that came to her face when she remembered the night that she had stolen both items.the theif and stable lad


charactor study 7Chris stares down at the old grey box that rests atop her dresser. The box had been mailed to her on her 18th birthday. When she read who it was from she nearly had a heart attack. The gift had been from her late brother, Mark. Chris sighs and pulls herself from the memory as she opens the box. She cant help the amazement that flutters in her heart every time she looks down at the open box. It is filled with the purest white silk Chris has ever seen, and will ever see. Nestled comfortably on top of the silk are five items, a matching set. The firscharactor study 7


charactor study 6As quietly as I could, I unlocked the front door to Chris apartment and crept in. Unsure whether or not she was awake or asleep; I wanted to take no chances. I had received a call earlier that morning from her asking if I could call her into work sick. I agreed and then decided to take the day off as well to make sure Chris was ok. I walked into her kitchen and dropped my bag on the table like I normally did every time I came over. I then walked through the dark apartment towards the living room where I heard the TV quietly making noise. As I walked into the room lit only by the TVcharactor study 6
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My world belongs to VY
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My world belongs to VY
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My world belongs to VY
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"Let's play a game."
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"Let's play a game."
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"Let's play a game."
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