Paste The Last Thing You Copied [V3]

[snowleaper]

Okay, yours is the last I'm going to accept! ^.^ We're going to close customs for several days, but I will do yours! c:

[TenMomentsTill]

I moved my hands in and out of the sunbeam that shown through the barred open window with a small smile on my face. ‘The sunlight is so nice and warm’, I thought happily and pulled my legs closer into my body. The few hours that the sun managed to make its way into the room was always my favorite part of the day; I would always stop whatever I was doing and sit on the hard grey floor and bask in the light. I passed my hand through the beam again making the scales on my hand gleam dully.
A loud bang suddenly sounded from outside, I covered my ears as it came again. My tongue flicked out of my mouth nervously, tasting the air; this never happened. Sometimes there would be crashes coming from outside the window or the occasionally yelling, but never a sound like this; a sound that caused my head to ache and the very ground beneath me to shake. “What is that?” I yelled in fright, uncovering my ears only to hear the response.
A familiar, muffled rough voice replied, “It’s a cannon or maybe a battering ram; either way there is a siege going on outside.”
I frowned, trying to get a grasp on the unfamiliar word. “A siege?” I stammered. Now the booming noise had started to be drowned out by the clamor of metal and people yelling.
“An attack on the castle, a fight, you dumb freak!” he, the voice, replied sternly.
I nodded, even though I knew he couldn’t see me, “Will they let you go fight?” For the last twelve sunshines I asked him why he was locked away like me or just talked to him and had him tell me about anything that had to do with outside. The man had told me that he was a solider that had messed up an order. I knew that wasn’t true; he didn’t sound like one. Instead of a voice that blurred its way through words, the man’s lilted oddly every now and then
The man didn’t answer me; I started to ask him the same question again but the booming sound was suddenly accompanied by a sharp and sickening crack. Wincing, I shielded my ears again and whimpered. I disliked the din that dragged itself up the walls and into the room; it was such a horrible thing to listen to. The people outside sounded upset too, there were screams and shouts coming from them. Shaking my head and squeezing my eyes shut, just wishing that it would stop, my hands couldn’t drown all the uproar out.
The harsh voices and sounds continued, slowly crawling inside the castle along with the loud bangs. I rocked back and forth, my tail scrapped across the floor in rhythm with my swaying. I uncovered my ears suddenly, realizing that the noises had diminished and only a few, smaller bangs remained. Quickly getting to my feet I moved to the bared window and stood on my tiptoes to look outside, curious to see what had been going on.

(Crap..... )

[lokis<3]

Sheldon: Why do you have the Chinese character for 'soup' tattooed on your right buttock?
Penny: It's not 'soup'; it's 'courage'.
Sheldon: No it isn't. But I suppose it does take courage to demonstrate that kind of commitment to soup.
Penny: How'd you see it? You said you wouldn't look.
Sheldon: Sorry. As I told you, the hero always peeks.

*headdesk*

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