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Fear in a Fallen Star-Ch. 5Could it even be called howling? The continuous caterwaul of a badly injured, starving, and maddened group of animals?Fear in a Fallen Star-Ch. 5
Alex shuddered. A sudden thought crossed her mind that the effects of the comet might have mutated normal animals…but she soon shrugged the thought off—it was unlikely that that would happen…very unlikely…
She froze, almost agenst her will as she heard the chilling calls. Her heart fluttered, like a bird desperately trying to escape it’s cage, and she looked around, trying to pinpoint the direction from where the horrifying sound was coming.
Something broke into
by ~DarkfoxTDG
Fear in a Fallen Star-Ch. 4The day after Alex had gotten her new name had been a busy one. They had gone out and searched for any items that they could use. Though there were barely any, they found some knives, a knife sharpener, some canned foods, some eating utensils, and other things that would definitely come in handy later.Fear in a Fallen Star-Ch. 4
Alex walked up a cresting hill, standing at the highest point and looking around. She could get a better view from here, though not much. Her gaze swept over the ruined landscape, and she wondered about the other people, she wondered if other countries were affected as well. ~Probably…~ Alex thought, then added, ~Though it was
by ~DarkfoxTDG
Fear in a Fallen Star-Ch. 3The second boy, around the age of eighteen it seemed, sighed as he saw Taylor’s form go limp. He put his arms around her and gently lifted her, carrying her over to the camp that the group had made. The other boys looked at her curiously, then went back to their hushed conversations.Fear in a Fallen Star-Ch. 3
Taylor woke up with a start, looking around and closing her eyes then resting her head on the hard ground again. There were no trees in sight, the orange-colored clay ground going on for as far as the human eye could see. Taylor tried to get up, but a strong hand rested on her shoulder and gently made sure that she couldn’t ge
by ~DarkfoxTDG
Fear in a Fallen Star-Ch. 2“I’ve got one!” Taylor heard a male voice yell from somewhere above her. Her body was wracked with pain and she groaned lightly. “She’s in bad shape…” A second male voice murmured. “Yeah, but she’s alive…” the first said. “We should leave her, she’ll only slow us down…” a third voice, deep and also male, said. Taylor opened her eyes a bit. There was blood everywhere. She shuddered, coughing weakly. Her throat burned and felt like someone had rubbed it with sandpaper. She listened to the rest of the conversation. “NO!” the first vFear in a Fallen Star-Ch. 2
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-Orson Scott Card
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Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our troughts strayed constandly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begin
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Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our troughts strayed constandly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begin
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Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our troughts strayed constandly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begin
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Kill me now.
Kill me softly.
Kill me forever.
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