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The Xylok's Daughter (Chapter Eight)**THIRD PERSON POV**
The noise of her heart pounding. The blood rushing to her head. The butterflies in her stomach. Rani Chandra knew this was going to be precarious task. But if it were to be for the salvage of Earth, it was what needed to be done. Like most of the other tricky objectives her and the others had carried out before.
She could feel the uncontrollable quivering of her hands as she let go from the comfort of the tree trunk, used for a quick hiding place. Guards stormed past. She had gone unnoticed. For now.
Rani looked to her left. To her right. The coast was clear. No time to lose, Chandra, she thought to herself, then darted across the open land as fast as her feet could take her.
Once arriving at the PHAROS Institute's wooden gate entrance, Rani checked over her shoulder to see if there was a reaction from the guards. Nothing. They had disappeared somewhere in the distance, shrouded in the darkness of the thick fog.
She tinkered with the lock on the gates. It was stuck
The Xylok's Daughter (Chapter Seven)Once some finishing touches have been added to my daily showering of homework, I tick the assignments off of the weekly checklist in my organiser, and pack my studying tools away in a place safest for their keeping. This is with the exception of a sharpened pencil and scrap paper, so I can begin plotting down my scheme to success incase it somehow passes away from me if I have it locked up in an insecure mind document for too long.
How will I become capable of my purpose fulfilment? The Xylok are buried beneath to the Earth's crust, which means I need to somehow break the outer layer of Earth for their release. By what method shall this be done, however? The plan I came up with in the middle of French, I find now, will not be as easy as I seemed to at first judge it to be. For the moon to collide with this planet, I would need to get hold of a device known as the MITRE headset, created by the PHAROS Institute. I could have found a human with the telekinetic energy so strong it could br
The Xylok's Daughter (Chapter Six)KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK-
"Cody, get the door!" Aaron yells from the living room as he settles into his armchair, preparing to watch the news at 4. Bronwyn has immediately vanished to continue with painting the bathroom, so that only leaves me to answer the raging knocks.
I dart down the hallway and approach the door cautiously. Before unlocking the ridiculous amount of security locks which were attached, I take a peek through the spy hole.
Luke. With Sky, Rani and Clyde. The whole lot of them. The chances of me opening the door to them are a million to one, unless of course, they MAKE me.
"Hello?" Luke knocks again. "Anybody there?"
Sky glares right into my eye. "Something's moving in the tiny mirror thingy!"
"Is that you, Seraphine?" Luke asks. "Can you come out, please?"
He has addressed me by my real name. I decide to try a technique humans tend to use in their telephone answer machines. "I AM NOT AVAILABLE AT THE MOMENT...LEAVE A MESSAGE...AND I'LL...I'LL GET BACK
La VampireJ'adore fixer du regard le ciel de minuit,
Mais je me cache du temps en soleille,
La rosier noir c'est attrayant pour moi,
Et aussi, la sang je boirs,
Le loup se promene heureux,
La chauve-souris vole avec plaisir,
J'ecris la poesie aujoird'hui,
Pour montrer que je me suits pas use total monstre,
Que j'ai une ame,
Mais elle a sa liberte.
The Xylok's Daughter (Chapter Five)**THIRD PERSON POV**
"Luke, I have detected alchemistic traces of extraterrestrial life in the house over the past twenty-four hours," a soothing, masculine voice alerted within the attic's breadth.
The consistent flicking of the daily newspaper came to a standstill when Luke bolted upright in his chair at the sudden announcement. He let it slip out of his hands as he turned to where the murmur had come from.
"There has?" he asked with impetuous trepidation.
The revolutionary computer suspired through the speakers. "Actually, this particular energy has been on my examiners for quite a few days now. I apologise for not acquainting you sooner, I thought it would be better for me to gather more knowledge on the basis of this...creature."
"The Drakes family from next door came round last night," Luke piped up. "They're absolute human though - Mum said she had known Bronwyn and Aaron for ages, and neither of them have anything to do with aliens."
Mr Smith was intrigued. "Is there a new elem
Abandoned ChapelThe parish waits now,
the loneliness of corners
crawling outward on walls--
chipped away by the wind,
and held together
by silk spindles;
cobwebs align them like the membranes of memories,
the cut of a jewel in an broken window
against the sun
where beads of rain
gather in a mesh of strands
a new Mosaic
against the backdrop of a cemetery;
My eyes seek out the sermon
in close proximity,
paint no distance
between headstone and cloud;
elegies topple each other
in their climb to heaven
as light trickles
over the shade,
breathes a new glow over snuffed candles.
I feel the weight in these empty rows,
how a breath couldn't cease to be breath
in the midst of prayer.
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