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Tales of Change: Chapter 12Chapter 12: End the Pain
I wasn't sure if I could trust Ronan, but at the same time, my heart wanted me to. But, could I? Even though he said he didn't love me so long ago, I still loved him, and it hurt just thinking about him; even the mention of his name brought pain to me. And now, he was here, in front of me. I wanted him to leave me, to never come back, but at the same time, I wanted him to be with me.
The look on his face, it seemed as if he had given up all hope. In fact, it seemed like he had.
Ronan took out his spell sword and placed it in my hands and said, Kill me.
W-What?! I cried out in disbelief. Did
Tales of Change: Chapter 11Chapter 11: Forgive Me
I bumped into Ryan when he suddenly stopped. Hey wh- I started, before I saw why. Ryan put Lass down and while he was doing so, I got a better view of the mini-cavern.
It wasn't mini, but it was smaller than this entire cave itself. The cavern was round, and there was a light coming from Arme's lamp, which was in the middle of the room. Near the back of the cavern were some piles of cloth, most likely beds, and on those piles of cloth, sleeping were. . . were. . . Lire and. . . Elesis.
How long ago was it since I last saw her? I felt like I wanted to cry. Why did I say those things to her? Why?! I never m
Tales of Change: Chapter 10Chapter 10: Back Again
Arme talks in her sleep. Quite a bit, too. Then again, I think most of us do.
Lass. . . you said you. . . can't fight, Arme said in her sleep.
Yeah, he did, I muttered in response, even though she wasn't talking to me.
Turning to me, Ronan asked, Does that mean he has to drop out of Grand Chase. . .?
I'm not sure, I answered. Just because one couldn't fight, doesn't mean they had to drop out. . . right? Soon, Arme talked again, still asleep.
Don't. . . kill her, she said. Kill who? She continued. No. . . you can't. . . I saw Ronan lean in, try
Tales of Change: Chapter 9Chapter 9: Scarred
My head throbbed pretty badly when I opened my eyes. I was wondering what had happened when I remembered; Lass had almost killed me, but at the last moment. . . He didn't. And I think I said something embarrassing. I'm pretty sure I did.
I looked around, and heard someone moving around. When I looked over, I saw that it was Ronan, who seemed to be having a nightmare.
"El-El-Elesis. . . I'm sorry, ple. . . Don't. . . Kill. . ." he said in his sleep. In an attempt to wake him up, I threw a rock at him, but it hit his foot. He yelled, almost as if he got stabbed. I looked around for the other two, Ryan and. . . and Lass. I
Tales of Change: Chapter 8Chapter 8: Cave of Trouble
I must say, even though I was really upset, watching Lass get hurt was still pretty funny. Ryan was beating him up after Arme told Ryan that Lass called him an idiot.
After Ryan was done, I poked Lass with a stick to see how he would respond. He twitched and said, It hurts. . .
Ryan muttered something under his breath before he turned to me and said, By the way Ronan, Lass called you an idiot. Uh. . . okay.
Excuse me? I said. I wasn't in the best of moods right now, but if it weren't for Arme, Lass would be a pile of goop right now.
I heard Lass say, Shit. Invisible Sti
Tales of Change: Chapter 7Chapter 7: Lass' Discovery and Pain
It was the first time I ever saw Arme cry. Sometimes I'm glad I got to see her cry. Otherwise, she'd still be my number one abuser. Or maybe number two, I'm not quite sure.
When I saw Arme cry, I almost felt as if I had to go over and comfort her. But, I was scared to do so. After all. . . well, I like having myself in one piece, thank you very much.
I could hear her yell, through the sobbing, Why does everyone have to involve me?! I-I'm just a mage, I never a-asked for this, I-I just wanted to learn more about magic! Poor Arme. She should have realized that being involved in this with others
Do you know the taste of the universe?One day, when you’re five years old and made out of fractured sunlight and mirror shards, you sat down on the bench of the MAX train. You’re dressed in your winter coat and boots that are too big and one of your parents has pulled your hat too close over your ears.
You’re sitting next to your mother, and on the other side is a man that smells like loneliness, something that you’ll later know as cigarettes and alcohol and homelessness. He’s crying quietly into the top of his jacket and you’re scared to look because you’ve never seen an adult cry.
The train ride goes on for five minutes, which is a lo
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