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Old 04-13-2007, 08:40 PM

Charity woke up with a jolt. The hairs on her neck pricked up. The room she was in wasn't the home in the woods. It was a cold grey stoney room. It had a certan earyness to it. What-ever it was Charity didn't like it one bit. All she could here was the droping of water droplets from the wet walls. And the bells inside her ears.
Thekila kicked and screamed as a pair of mutants lead her into a large room. They chucked her in roughly. Infront of her stood four golden thrones. What sat on them were a mix etween human and Fairy. Their wings were beautifull. On the highest throne sat what Therkila thought was the queen. her wings a mixture of gold, silver and blue. The crown on her head glistaned. Next to her sat a Man. Which Tharkila suposed was the king. His clothes rich velvets, his black, silver and purple wings glistaned. "Mother?" Said the King. "Albert? My Albert?" She stares at him in disbelife. "Were's Charitey?" She asks ergently.
"Charity is being looked after. Oh, mother. How I've missed you." Albert said, embrasing the hug,. He hugged her like he'd never let go. He was now a few foot taller than his mother, and was alot handsomer than last time.
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Charity was lead into a large room with a double four poster bed. Its curtans a deep velvat red. "Her's yeh new room M'am." The guard said gruffly and bowed. Charity walked over to the window, and looked out. Befor her was vast hills coverd with snow. A stream of delight came through her. She was about to get her mother when she relised she wasn't sat hom. Her hope disapered and was replaced by dread and fear. She lay down on her bed and stared into space.
Thekila dropped to her knee's as they enterd the bedroom Charity was sleeping in. She looked at Charity's tensed up sleeping body. She looked at her and sats on the bed. She ventualy wen't into a deep shaken sleep. Charity awoke to see a hair haird boy standing next to her. "Who are you!?" She asks softly, standing un straight. She waited for him to replie.
"I'm Sam." He said, smiling. She looked at him and reached out. Her hand went straight through him.

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Old 04-14-2007, 12:44 AM

I'm kind of confused...is that the end?

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Old 04-18-2007, 11:10 AM

no, its the begining.... I kinda woke up after that, so I have to make up some... :P

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Old 01-03-2008, 02:18 AM

As she walked into my studio I could tell she would want me to paint one of my special pictures but which one it was I was not sure. She had an air of affluence about her so she didn't want a fortune painting and she looked happy with her life so I assumed she didn't want the normal happy type picture that most of my clientèle wanted. She had the appearance of a woman who had everything in life that she wanted and a lifestyle that people would kill for and yet there was something about her that troubled her so much that she had to seek me out for one of my special paintings. It normally takes a while for my customers to tell me what they really want and this particular lady was no exception. She was young and beautiful and she knew it and the world was literally her playground but as with everyone, be they rich or poor, there is always something in life that they can not have. I really should have taken heed of my instincts to not get involved from the start but it was too late once the painting had been completed and delivered and no way could the events that followed be stopped. I found out at an early age that the pictures I drew and painted for other people had the effect of changing their lives into whatever they desired and although I kept this as secret as possible it was inevitable that I would one day find myself in the situation I am now, painting whatever anyone wanted if the price was right and in this case the cost was $1,000,000. In the past I have made people rich simply by painting a few dollar bills on my canvas and charging just a fraction of that person’s wealth as their fortunes mounted. I have painted children for infertile couples and then had the pleasure of being invited to the christening. On numerous occasions I have painted happy pictures for depressed people and sat back and watched as they have turned their lives around and started enjoying life again but this time the story was different with deadly consequences and the pay off for me was immense. A couple of days before the lady in question visited my studio I had taken a commission for an older gentleman and the picture was to be delivered only in the event of his untimely demise being proved to be unlawful and for an up front payment of $1,000,000 I readily painted what was requested. A few days after the lady's painting was delivered I read about the untimely death of the old gentleman and as promised his painting was duly dispatched as requested. The lady was married to the old man but was tired of him and only wanted the life style that his wealth could give her and it was greed that brought her to me and I had agreed to paint the picture, it was simply a man with his neck in a noose and sure enough the old man was found hanging like a rag doll. As I packed up my studio and prepared to move on I found little solace in the knowledge that the last image the lady would see would be the barrel of a loaded gun as she unwrapped the painting from her deceased husband but with $2.000,000 to play with I could live with it!!!

 


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