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Ace.AYDT Ch.5 or 6 Teaser - Arrest((author's note: this scene is part of chapter five or six (haven't decided yet). the characters appearing in this scene are: Myruen, Estelle, Zoey, Maia, Maylene, Ace, Kyra, and some unnamed characters. this is also the first scene that mentions the Queen. if you have questions, ask in a comment.
the beginning of this scene is not supposed to make sense now, since this is part of a chapter. don't ask about it.))
"...and I think there is no need to worry about that" Myruen said, smiling at the four young Dragon Trainers. Estelle frowned. "Are you sure?" "I am" Myruen replied. "The Dragons and Beasts that reside in the Temples will not oppose those with pure hearts. You will not be in danger... Unless -" He was interrupted by a knock on the door. "Come in" he sighed.
One of the Priestesses, Kyra, opened the door. "Master Myruen, there are visitors. They bear the seal of the Queen." "I'm coming, Kyra" Myruen said, then turned back to his friends. "Wait here" he told them. "I will be back
Ace.AYDT Ch.4 Teaser - Resurrection((author's note: this scene is the end of Chapter Four. the characters that appear in this scene are: Zoey, Maia, Maylene, Estelle, Myruen, Ace, Rubia and Blazing Flare (Blaze for short). if you don't understand something in this, tell me in a comment and I will explain.))
"...Fine" Myruen sighed. "I will show you the Hidden Altar. But you must promise me to never tell anyone about it." "We promise" Estelle said, and her friends nodded. "Cross my heart" Zoey said. Myruen smiled. "Very well. Follow me."
He led the girls and their little Dragon friends to a hidden passage behind the Central Altar. "Mind your step" he warned them. "The floor is uneven and the ceiling is -" "OW!" Maylene exclaimed, rubbing her head. Myruen smirked. "Exactly. As Maia - Sorry, as Maylene already noticed, the ceiling is low." Estelle and Zoey both laughed, and the little Dragons giggled. "That is punny!" Ace said. Blaze and Rubia nodded cheerfully, wagging their tails. Myruen sighed. "That's enough." "Sowwy"
Volpi.You will find that the story you tell
is very rarely your own. In Lucca,
even the smallest pebbles
breathe in the warm sunlight.
Knotted stones and cobbled roads
beat out a paper-dry heartbeat heat
my city breathes in and out,
inhales sparrow air.
It's writing a story.
You are the pen.
You will find that in Lucca
the daisy chains forge fire
in side streets and back alleys.
Teenagers intertwine. Tell me,
odd flower, are you still closed?
Here we are colored wax;
the heat of the city melts us.
We run into each other, rhapsody
of pigments. Operas are our specialties.
Open up; feel the reds.
If not, try and see them. There is a place
of deep knife marks, a street
long as midnight
you may learn something there.
Valentina's voice glimmers like red wine.
You may enjoy intoxications. Still,
know alcohol has no story
and will swallow your own.
Find the sign with the wolf on it.
You'll know the place. Epiphanies ring true as church-bells.
Lucca still guides the wanderers
to well sp
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