The sun beamed down on the small white form, but it did not bring much warmth. When Millandrian’s mind first started to wake, he fought it. He did not want to open his eyes. He did not want to think about the lingering tragedy that he knew awaited him. Here, on the brink between asleep and awake, he couldn’t quite remember what it ( Read more... )

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Outcast

Millandrian. The name resonated in the creature’s head as he stirred gently from his sleep. Millandrian. Millandrian. Feeling a rush of warmth at the articulation of his name, he opened his eyes. They were clear and soft in the creamy light of a fresh, full moon. He blinked a few times. The deep pools of his ( Read more... )

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“Did you follow me here?” David seemed offended. Tobie didn’t notice.
“A little,” Tobie shrugged. “I tried to catch you when you left the Hall, but you were walking really fast.”

David studied the girl’s heart-shaped face for a moment. “You’re in the League, aren’t you?”

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