te want to be there. te know te do. Don't lie, dahling. It's okay. I know what you're thinking when te look up at that splendorous place atop the mountain. I
know what fills you, spurs te on, fuels your dreams. You're obsessed with being chosen. Everyone is.
The Land te thirst for has loomed at the superiore, in alto of the mountain in Metopia for as long as te can remember. But for most of the year, it's covered in fog, it's color changing with each passing giorno as if it's a gargantuan mood ring. te begin your mornings staring at the fog, longing for the fateful evening when it will turn a golden yellow and then, finally, like a push-up brassiere, lift.
Oh, how te long for that moment, with bated fresh breath, I hope. For it signifies that luminescent eye will soon blaze in the sky, bathing the whole world in gold, touching everyone of it's inhabitants...including you.
But dahling, it is no ordinary golden light. Once it tickles you, te are suddenly...transported. te hear the softest of sighs o faintest of giggles in your ear, even if you're standing alone. The once-stale air around te becomes both sweet and tart, making te nose tingle and sending a charge of excitement through your brain. The finest silk, the softest velveteen, o the supplest suede will brush your skin, but whatever te thought was touching te is nowhere to be seen.
Basking in the light is such a naughty tease, like getting a single lick of the most delicious butter-pecan gelato you've ever tasted: it inflames your obsession, increasing your desire a hundredfold. te lust to go to this Land to become one of the only famous people in the world. te ache to be a 7Seven.
But very few ever get the chance.
Nevertheless, te and every young girl in the world vie for an opportunity on The giorno of Discovery, which is grander than every global holiday combined. Making the delirium even più intense, the Land sends seven talismans called SMIZEs into the world. (What an arcane word! Who thought of such a thing?) These SMIZEs, which boost your odds of being chosen da ninety-one percent, are propelled through the world’s waterways. Naturally, the week before The giorno of Discovery bathing, showering, pool use, and even sewer diving increase, threatening a drought. Chance meetings erupt into fisticuffs on occasion. Every girl wants to find a SMIZE, dahling.
But not nearly as much as te do.
You ignore the slim odds and disregard the warnings you’ve heard since birth, like how it’s easier to grow three inches in a mese than it is to score a spot in the newest class of Bella’s. te turn a deaf ear to the cautionary tales whispered in your hometown and throughout Metopia: in dingy alleys and side streets of PitterPatter, during shift changes in Shivera, and on assembly lines of Peppertown factories. Like the rumor that the school often takes inhumane and irreversible disciplinary action. o that certain “disposable” civilian girls are brought to the Land to be tortured and killed, used as human sacrifices for ungodly experimens and animalistic rituals.
It’s not true dahling... o is it.
Be careful for what te wish for dahling, because Modelland holds dark sinister secrets in the shadows.
Every girl wants to be there dahling. te and every young girl around the world, wants that dream-come-true moment. And te say to yourself. This is my year, but so does every other girl to and te say, They'll choose me for sure.
Every girl feels the same way...except one.
Nova Mclee
Are te ready? Modelland is waiting for you...
See te there girls!
Amore MALMCD
know what fills you, spurs te on, fuels your dreams. You're obsessed with being chosen. Everyone is.
The Land te thirst for has loomed at the superiore, in alto of the mountain in Metopia for as long as te can remember. But for most of the year, it's covered in fog, it's color changing with each passing giorno as if it's a gargantuan mood ring. te begin your mornings staring at the fog, longing for the fateful evening when it will turn a golden yellow and then, finally, like a push-up brassiere, lift.
Oh, how te long for that moment, with bated fresh breath, I hope. For it signifies that luminescent eye will soon blaze in the sky, bathing the whole world in gold, touching everyone of it's inhabitants...including you.
But dahling, it is no ordinary golden light. Once it tickles you, te are suddenly...transported. te hear the softest of sighs o faintest of giggles in your ear, even if you're standing alone. The once-stale air around te becomes both sweet and tart, making te nose tingle and sending a charge of excitement through your brain. The finest silk, the softest velveteen, o the supplest suede will brush your skin, but whatever te thought was touching te is nowhere to be seen.
Basking in the light is such a naughty tease, like getting a single lick of the most delicious butter-pecan gelato you've ever tasted: it inflames your obsession, increasing your desire a hundredfold. te lust to go to this Land to become one of the only famous people in the world. te ache to be a 7Seven.
But very few ever get the chance.
Nevertheless, te and every young girl in the world vie for an opportunity on The giorno of Discovery, which is grander than every global holiday combined. Making the delirium even più intense, the Land sends seven talismans called SMIZEs into the world. (What an arcane word! Who thought of such a thing?) These SMIZEs, which boost your odds of being chosen da ninety-one percent, are propelled through the world’s waterways. Naturally, the week before The giorno of Discovery bathing, showering, pool use, and even sewer diving increase, threatening a drought. Chance meetings erupt into fisticuffs on occasion. Every girl wants to find a SMIZE, dahling.
But not nearly as much as te do.
You ignore the slim odds and disregard the warnings you’ve heard since birth, like how it’s easier to grow three inches in a mese than it is to score a spot in the newest class of Bella’s. te turn a deaf ear to the cautionary tales whispered in your hometown and throughout Metopia: in dingy alleys and side streets of PitterPatter, during shift changes in Shivera, and on assembly lines of Peppertown factories. Like the rumor that the school often takes inhumane and irreversible disciplinary action. o that certain “disposable” civilian girls are brought to the Land to be tortured and killed, used as human sacrifices for ungodly experimens and animalistic rituals.
It’s not true dahling... o is it.
Be careful for what te wish for dahling, because Modelland holds dark sinister secrets in the shadows.
Every girl wants to be there dahling. te and every young girl around the world, wants that dream-come-true moment. And te say to yourself. This is my year, but so does every other girl to and te say, They'll choose me for sure.
Every girl feels the same way...except one.
Nova Mclee
Are te ready? Modelland is waiting for you...
See te there girls!
Amore MALMCD
Amber watched but her view was blocked da Knut a ogre who helps the Trix, Darcy pops up from behind her and says "Surprise." Amber goes tumbling over the garbage can she shakes her head. Icy walked up Amber had never seen anyone so tall, Stormy created a twister that sended her flying Amber grabbed a hold of the ledge. Icy laughed and detto " I don't want to leave te hanging so come on down." Amber falls on the ground and got Frozen da Icy. Darcy walks up to her and says "So your a fairy, well we're the Trix." The Winx arrive and Stella says " ciao leave her alone."
I will write più soon
I will write più soon
The song of the sparrow -chapter 2 (part 1)
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Ashia grabbed her bags as she headed to Alfea on Nokia's back. Nokia, as her dragon,was apart of her. If he shed a tear then she sheds a tear. Ashia held on tight.Nokia took flight and landed at Alfea safely. Ashia grabbed her bags and walked to Miss.Faragonda.She talks to Miss.Faragonda and goes to her room 43.
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Ashia grabbed her bags as she headed to Alfea on Nokia's back. Nokia, as her dragon,was apart of her. If he shed a tear then she sheds a tear. Ashia held on tight.Nokia took flight and landed at Alfea safely. Ashia grabbed her bags and walked to Miss.Faragonda.She talks to Miss.Faragonda and goes to her room 43.
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Him my name is Amber Stark, I am 13 years old and I live in New York city my father is Tony Stark o Iron Man. I'm also apart of the team known as the Avengers the first teenager in the team. I like fighting with the Avengers but I can get hurt at tines, like last week where I got shot in the arm it still hurts a bit. I found out I was also a fairy only two days ago. I was walking down the trail in the woods I thought I heard something it was a strange site to see. The voice detto " Not so sunny now are you?" I went to check it out and I saw a girl no not a normal girl but a fairy! Her hair was in pig tails and she wore arancia, arancio camicia and pants. This girl was named Stella fairy of the shining sun.....
This my best story I wrote so far,
Amore Horsegirl202
Keep watch for più to Chapter 1
Him my name is Amber Stark, I am 13 years old and I live in New York city my father is Tony Stark o Iron Man. I'm also apart of the team known as the Avengers the first teenager in the team. I like fighting with the Avengers but I can get hurt at tines, like last week where I got shot in the arm it still hurts a bit. I found out I was also a fairy only two days ago. I was walking down the trail in the woods I thought I heard something it was a strange site to see. The voice detto " Not so sunny now are you?" I went to check it out and I saw a girl no not a normal girl but a fairy! Her hair was in pig tails and she wore arancia, arancio camicia and pants. This girl was named Stella fairy of the shining sun.....
This my best story I wrote so far,
Amore Horsegirl202
Keep watch for più to Chapter 1