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Separating the Twins
Again ran from Dovey’s chamber to the Blue Forest and heard a dog’s howl.
Shell-shocked, Agatha’s eyelids fluttered with confusion. Her mind was racing as she knew there was no time to lose. She started to adjust her eyes to the…[Read more]
Hello! I’m just curious.
What does the faculty of The School for Good and Evil do when the fourt-year students go out questing?
The Waiting Princess
The carriege Tedros rode was pulled slowly to the entrance of the castle. The entrance was lighted but there was nobody waiting for his arrival as he had told the castle servants to not to and sleep. He never felt as lonely as he was now. Alone in the carrige made he felt abandoned.
Pulling the…[Read more]
Agatha! i love it! SOOOOOOO merlin put a spell on him to make him fall asleep right? Also please tag me!
Agatha put her pale hand on her stomach. Her stomach let out a loud grumbles that could compete with the wolves howling. Her face scrunched as she gave Dean Dovey a hideous grin.
Dean Dovey was slightly shocked but noticing the situation there were in, she could also use a plate of steamed vegetables. “In that case,…[Read more]
Dean Dovey took Agatha to a red leatheared chair in the Evil dean’s room. She brushed Agatha’s hair with her hand to make it less wild. Agatha just put on the same expression as Sophie, staring at the space like stone.
“How long had she been like this?” Agatha asked, breaking the silence in the room that felt…[Read more]
The Empty Soul
It was stormy at the School for Good and Evil. Thunders could be heard from both schools as students wrapped around in their blanket due to cold and fear.
Dean Dovey trembled badly while her thick glittery white cloak barely worn properly as she sat still at the school balcony. She constantly looked outside the…[Read more]
So, I was thinking if there will be another murderer. Like the old fairy-tale villains that hunt their nemesis. I thought about it when seeing a hand filled with blood and an unknown silhouette from the trailer.
Guinevere sat on a bench crawled with deals vine at the hallway of the castle. She cried, feeling sorry for the villagers. If she continued living her life with Arthur. None of this would happen. But that will mean she was torturing herself. Probably torturing one self was better than hundreds…[Read more]