The Prophocy of Fate

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic

A storey about to girl who world soon colide for the fate of the whole world.

It was dark and the crescent moon was at the highest point in the sky the mist was heavy. I sat their by Obsidian clutching his main. I couldn’t sleep for their was something wrong I could feel it in the air. Something bad was going to happen but what it was I couldn’t tell.  I had to get ma out of their before it did.  I couldn’t risk losing her like I lost pa and bubba.  I climbed on top of Obsidian.  Obsidian is a black tiger with white strips.  He has light purple eyes with dark purple surrounding the pupil.  

Submitted: April 21, 2008

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Ghiradelli Girl

Hey Moon:), the descriptions are beautiful! I could really see the crisp shape of the moon in the sky, and the mist sweeping across a meadow. But is there supposed to be more than this?

It sounds like a wonderful start to something that could be morphed into a bestselling novel^_^! Obsidian sounds so different from tigers here on earth-- I like that you aren't copying any ideas that I've ever read before.

Lot's of special chocolate to you,

Ghiradelli Girl.

Tue, April 22nd, 2008 3:24am


thanks you yes their is more and you are right obsiden is my own creation. I put more up soon. You have my word.

~Blue Moon

Sat, May 3rd, 2008 6:48pm

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