Jonas Blake | May 24, 2009
Llara did not say anything as he told her his story. Kyle sounded somewhat awkward, almost like he was trying to describe a dream that did quite make sense the next morning.
Honestly, it sounded like a dream. Or the ravings of a madman. But there was a hint of truth to it. For one thing, [...]
Jonas Blake | May 17, 2009
The stone glowed a brilliant green. Kyle just stared at it for a second, really shocked. There it was, the egg-sized stone he had grabbed from the stream, covered in the strange writing, glowing like a light bulb. It almost hurt his eyes a little to look at it. He held it out in front [...]
Jonas Blake | May 10, 2009
Kyle collapsed onto the dirt floor of the cave, gasping for breath. His lungs felt like they were on fire, and there were little white spots dancing in his vision. He had not run that hard for that long in, well, ever.
Of course, Pocahontas was not even breathing hard.
They had run for what seemed like [...]
Jonas Blake | May 3, 2009
Llara moved quickly, but not nearly as quickly as she would have liked. The soft, untrained city dweller she had following her made sure of that. And although she made almost no noise as she moved through the undergrowth, he made more than enough noise for the both of them. It was a wonder that [...]
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