Oh, this is SO cool!
The building lit up the night sky. People where screaming and running out of the building. Firemen tried their hardest to put the fire out, but is was like the fire was... fake. The fire was just an illusion, but the woman strutting out of the flames with a delighted grin on her face was not. She held a baby girl, crying with fear, and hunger. A hunger to be let down. A hunger to be given to her Mother. A hunger that no one else could feel but that certain baby. The Princess of Island. The Princess of Island was supposed to be just a fairy tale told to little kids. But the Princess and the Island... where real. And that woman coming out of the fire holding the baby Princess, she was the enemy and captor of that poor baby Princess. She was the Queen... the Queen of Darkness.
Ooh, this was great! I love how you said how the firemen were trying to put out the fire but couldn't! That description was awesome!:)-Emma-
Thanks soooooo much! Sometimes I feel like people don't appreciate what I write! I really needed that!
You're so welcome!:)-Emma-
It was a night like any other.I was fighting evil.My greatest fear was fire. I stared at it, ashen-faced. I couldn't fight this. As I attempted to put out the fire, I realized... I couldn't. Tempting fate, I stuck my hand in it and felt... cool air. That was when it hit me. The fire was just an illusion. The freaky woman who stepped out of the flames with a grin on her face was definitely not.
Oh, that was great! I loved it!:)-Emma-