Lyra Auburns
The pouring rain, the dark sky... they all begged me to go to sleep. Usually, I would fall asleep under conditions like these. But, for some reason, I felt more active than ever, jumpy, even.
Drip, drip, drip,went the small leak on the roof. The girls around me continued to snore. This boarding school had been what my parents thought was best for me, and so far I'd agreed. But now... I'd never felt so uneasy, living here.
Drip, drip, drip,the leak wouldn't stop. My eyes were fully adjusted to the dark. My pale skin stood out in the shadows. I could vaguely make out the shapes of the other girls sleeping. I tossed and turned, careful not to make any noise and wake anybody up.
I pressed my thumb against the small engraved locket I wore, as if trying to leave my name, Pixie, imprinted on my finger. I felt as if I were being watched...
My brown eyes started to shut as I fell asleep. Whatever dreams I had that night were nothing but peaceful, that was for sure. However, by morning, all my memories of them had been erased.
Obrigado pela leitura!
NGI honestly say this is great so far, many possibilities could happen in this book. I mean I am only one chapter in so I can’t really say how much I really like it. But I do love the detail you are putting into this. You are a great writer and I can’t wait to finish reading this and reading more of your books in the future!
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