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Flynn Into the Woods - 3 Flynn raced back through the forest as fast as he could go. It's not that the Lion was even following him, but it seemed like He was watching him anyway. Maybe it was just that nyad giggling every once in a while. He hated to admit that without her he wouldn't have found his way. He wanted to get back to the real world, and yet, there was something drawing him to this place. Even though he couldn't admit to an honest attempt to rescue some princess and bring her back to this dream land, the signs were still rushing through his head. Why? The Lion's words just kept coming back to him: remember, son of Adam. Remember these words. Yes, he would remember the signs, but what did they mean? Flynn guessed that he would find out- if he ever came back. Once he stepped back through into...okay, into the girl's closet, he had no reason to go back. How was this talking Lion going to get him back, huh? There were the pine trees - and a lampost that he had never noticed before. He almost ran iFlynn Into the Woods - 3 by Whytegriffin
A Tale of Flynnigan Rider Chapter 6A Tale of Flynnigan RiderA Tale of Flynnigan Rider Chapter 6 by Whytegriffin
Kay was nervous. His temperature kept shifting. Burning, freezing, back and forth - the odd thing was that he was actually doing both and not merely feeling one while doing the other. She was used to a steady fever and ague. She had no idea what even to do for him. Also, this task had become almost unbearable. Kay was only working on his back here and again. She still had not finished, but she was both getting tired from the work and worried that she would miss some splinters or anything else that could be hiding. That most of the cuts would be infected was certain. What she could do for it was much less certain. Eugene had still not come to, but Kay preferred it that way. Nothing made her cringe more than seeing someone else suffer while she was doing her best to help them. She just did not know if Eugene could survive such a massive infection. He whimpered quietly again. She wasn't touching him, so he was either having a nightmare or he
A Tale of Flynnigan Rider - chapter 5A Tale of Flynnigan RiderA Tale of Flynnigan Rider - chapter 5 by Whytegriffin
Antoine cursed again as he locked the door. It wasn't that the king was coming, it was that it was not just the king. The queen was to accompany him. He'd just had a message from his brother, who was also coming with them. And now that little strumpet sat there trying his patience. He didn't dare refuse Kay, though, not this time - not if he knew about the queen and the attention that she paid to children because she had none of her own. If the Royal brat hadn't been kidnapped he wouldn't be having this problem right now.
He seethed at Eugene under his breath. Ten years ago, Antoine had been condemned to work in this place to serve children lower than himself. It was a far easier punishment, his brother told him, then imprisonment or hard labor. His brother knew that he hated children, but Antoine did not think that his dear brother realized how much he hated children. His upstanding older brother would not have suggested such a post, he