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This is the link to my newest blog: http://calleighs365daychallenge.blogspot.com/ Click the link if you want to know what the challenge is! :D If you decide to join me in this endeavour, comment with a link to your blog! :D

~ Calleigh

Greetings

So, once again, I have completely failed at updating my blog regularly. Bad me. I don't even really have anything to write about this time. :P I have quite a few new free writing things, but you don't want to hear those. And now I'm sitting here eating skittles, making myself type something you don't want to read anyway. :P

Oh, in case you were wondering, I gave up on Nano about two weeks in. >.> I still got quite a bit added to my novel though, which makes me happy. Now I just have to go back and edit most of it out. =_= I should really shut up and let you all get back to your lives, but I'm not going to.

So..............

Does anyone want to do some free writing exercises with me??? I would love you FOREVEH if you did! :P I promise you'll have fun!!!! Ooh, and that brings up something! I have a list of words that I'm going to try to get done withing the next 6 months. Maybe I'll let you guys pick the next one. :D I've already done the one's that are crossed out. :D Leave your vote in a comment!

1. Rivers
2. Innocence
3. Rivalry
4. Unbreakable
5. Obsession
6. Eternity
7. Gateway
8. Death
9. Opportunities
10. Dead Wrong
11. Running Away
12. Judgment
13. Seeking Solace
14. Excuses
15. Vengeance
16. Love
17. Tears
18. Reality
19. Never Again
20. Answers
21. Failure
22. Breaking Away
23. Forever and a day
24. Lost and Found
25. Light
26. Dark
27. Faith
28. Colors
29. Exploration
30. Seeing Red
31. Shades of Grey
32. Forgotten
33. Dreamer
34. Mist
35. Burning
36. Out of Time
37. Fork in the road
38. Start
39. Nature’s Fury
40. At Peace
41. Heart Song
42. Reflection
43. Perfection
44. Everyday Magic
45. Nowhere and nothing
46. Party
47. Troubling Thoughts
48. Stirring of the Wind
49. Future
50. Healing
51. Separation
52. Everything For You
53. Slow Down
54. Heartfelt Apology
55. Challenged
56. Exhaustion
57. Accuracy
58. Cold Embrace
59. Frost
60. A Moment in Time
61. Dangerous Territory
62. Boundaries
63. Shattered
64. Bitter Silence
65. The True You
66. Pretense
67. Patience
68. Midnight
69. Shadows
70. Echoes
71. Falling
72. Picking up the Pieces
73. Possession
74. Twilight
75. Lies
76. Acceptance
77. Dreams
78. Friendship
79. Memories
80. My Soul
81. Pain
82. Perfect Moment
83. Hope
84. Trapped
85. Perseverance
86. Silence
86. Snow
87. The End
88. Fire
89. Uncertain
90. World
91. Wish

And I guess that's all I have to say! Catch ya later, peeps.

~ Calleigh

NaNoWriMo Rant- You have been warned.

National Novel Writing Month. Also known as: My worst enemy. I am stuck at 12,119 words, which means I am VERY behind. It sucks.

This is my second attempt at Nano. After last years experience, I don't know why I decided to try again. :P I always hate it after the first 3 days. And this year is even worse. I've had 11 hours of choir this week! Plus I have co-op two Mondays in a row, have to do my home work from that, read Macbeth, have a Shakespeare meeting on Friday, and sooo much other stuff going on it's not even funny. >.>

And now I'm done. If you read that, you deserve chocolate, go get some. :P And I feel better now, so win-win!! :D I'll probably not post again about Nano, because it will just be more of the same, and you don't really want to read all that again. :P

~ Calleigh

Happiness

Wow...long time no post. Sorry about that guys. Anyways.

All of my followers are either off oyan, or people who know that I do oyan. Well, oyan has changed my life in sooo many ways. Some amazing, some good, some not so good, some getting close to awful. Now I'm not saying that any of you amazing people are awful, some of you have just made me change in ways I never expected.

But just recently, within the past two weeks or so, God brough the Howdy 7 into my life. Anna, Eli, Reagan, Katie, Hannah, Eric, and Matt. I knew several of the group, a couple of them I knew very well, but there were also some people I'd never really had contact with before. They were kind enough to let me into their group, but I think it changed my life in a way they might not have been expecting.

A few phrases such as, "Smile!" "Happy Rules!" and, "God is good!" turn out to make such an amazing difference. If you can just remember these things...I promise you will be happy. They made me happy. Just tell yourself to smile through the pain, because there's always a something to smile about, because God is always good! Yes, the Howdy 7 made me realize that God really is good, no matter what I'm going through. Something that I knew, but had just pushed away so I could feel miserable. They were just so encouraging to me, in ways I really can't describe. For the first time, in a long while, I was really, truly happy and content.

It's amazing what being around Christian, encouraging people does to your life. So...I would like to encourage you all to find your Howdy 7. Find that group of people that you can be yourself around, who you can build up, and be built up by you in return. The people you can count on for prayer. The people who won't let you be sad and depressed, no matter how much you want to be. Find them, and never let them go.

~ Calleigh

Chapter 4

And here is Chapter 4, for anyone interested!!! :D I hope you all enjoy.

Chapter 04

“Rae. Come on, Rae, wake up!”

I blinked my eyes open and saw Rory’s worried face above me. “What happened?” I rasped, my voice almost gone. “Why can’t I talk?”

“Your memories…you were screaming the whole time.” She stroked my short hair in an effort to keep me calm. The shaking started again. I remembered.

“Stay with me, Rae,” she whispered in my ear.

“I’m trying.

“Try harder.”

An order. I obey orders, and I obeyed this one. I pulled myself together. I started to sit up, but my vision turned hazy, so I nestled my head back in Rory’s lap. “Why, Ror? Why now?”

Rory continued stroking my hair, comforting me. “I don’t know, Rae. But we’ll get through this, just like last time. I’ll still be here.”

At four years my senior, she was like an older sister more than anything else. Without Rory, I wouldn’t have survived the streets, or life after…after…him. She had been my only close friend besides Keeran. The only one that hadn’t betrayed me. I owed her everything.

I sat up again, taking it slow. This time my vision didn’t fail me. “I’m okay.”

Rory looked skeptical to say the least.

“I’ll be okay.” I amended my original statement.

“I know you will be. But it’s now that worries me.”

“I’ll survive. I did last time.”

“Barely,” she said, her voice a mere whisper.

I looked into her eyes, and for a moment I saw myself reflected in them. Not as I was now, but as I had been when I first saw her after my living hell with Sarmad. A broken, bruised, bloody little girl. There was not a single part of me untouched by some sort of torture device.

Then I blinked, and it was gone, and I saw myself as I was now. A strong, confident, though somewhat shaken young woman, who still bore the scars of her former life. Those visible and those hidden deep within. The ones that would never heal.

“I will survive,” I said, my voice firm, leaving no room for questions.

Rory kissed the top of my head, then helped me to my feet. “You always do.”

The Lady rushed in. Rory and I stood there shocked, then bowed.

“He is gone then?” Was all she said.

“He is,” said Rory, her tone holding a hint of disapproval.

“He told you.” It was not a question.

“Aye, I’m now mixed up in this plot of yours,” I said, my voice conveying more than a hint of bitterness.

“Don’t be like that, Rae…” Her face showed sadness, rather than annoyance, and the use of my nickname surprised me. We got the occasional ‘dear,’ and a few other endearments, but seldom were they personal.

“Sorry, Lady,” I mumbled.

“I am not speaking to you as your Lady, Rae, you may use my given name.”

“I don’t know it, Lady,” I said, looking down at my feet. I’d never heard anyone mention the Lady’s name. It wasn’t common knowledge, if anyone knew it at all!

She looked surprised. “Maybe I have kept myself too distant…”

I stood in the awkward silence that followed, stealing a glance at Rory, who also looked baffled at the employers behavior.

The Lady seemed to notice our self conscious attitudes, and snapped herself out of whatever thought she was in.

“My name is Seren, you may use it, but in private only.”

I nodded, a little afraid of how rapidly my life was changing.

“Rory,” the Lady said with a little dip of her head, “I’m not surprised Rael got you mixed up in all of this. You two are as thick as…well, never mind,” she said with a small grin at the pun she refused to make.

That slight lift of the corners of her mouth changed the whole Lady’s appearance. She was young, and she was beautiful. I was beginning to see a new part of the Lady I had never known existed. One that made jokes, and cared about her thieves in more than a business way. It must be lonely in such a position as the Guildmaster, everyone almost feared you. The Guildmaster had no friends. Could it be that she wanted some?

The Lady turned back to face me. “Rael, I assume you know what you are suppose to do…?”

“Not exactly, La—Seren,” I changed at the last moment when I received a glare from my employer. “I know only that I am suppose to protect this amulet from…from…” I couldn’t make myself say the name.

“I know of whom you speak,” the Lady said, her voice deliberately emotionless. I thought once more of the scars the covered her body. Did we have a similar past…?

Seren cleared her throat and continued, “You must eventually face and defeat Sarmad. You are both quite powerful, and with the amulet your victory is almost assured.”

“Almost?” I said, not sure I liked the sound of that.

“Well, we can’t guarantee. You’ve hidden your ability for so long—“

“How did you find out?” I cut in. I hadn’t performed magic since I had come to the guild.

“Well, Aro had gathered some knowledge from…a source. He told us you were very powerful.”

“It was Keeran,” I said, clenching my fists. “He’s the only one still alive that could know…other than him.”

Rory took my hand in hers, working my fingers open. She frowned at the small cuts my nails had made in my palm.

“Fix it,” a command from the Lady.

“What?” I asked, confused.

“Fix the cuts.”

“I can’t!”

“You can. You can do many things you’ve never dreamed of doing.”

“The last time I used magic, eight people died.”

“You were trying to kill them, this time is different. Focus on the cuts and making them go away. The rest will come naturally.”

“I can’t…”

“Do it.” I had obeyed every other order the Lady had given me, and I obeyed this one.

I focused on the pain in my hand, willing it to go away. It wasn’t lightning like last time, more like a slow electric shock. It didn’t hurt, but it felt like sparks were running through my veins. As I watched, the cuts in my hands closed up, leaving no hint that they’d ever been there.

“There, see! It’s not that hard,” the Lady said, smiling.

I rubbed my temples, a monster headache beginning to form.

“Ah yes, that’s one of the drawback. You’ll get used to it.”

“Easy for you to say,” I muttered.

“Actually it’s true. I have something of an ability myself, remember?” the Lady said, frowning a bit.

“I’m trying not to have a nervous breakdown, excuse me if I can’t remember every detail!” I said, rather more loud than I should have.

Seren’s face softened. “Of course. Why don’t you go back to your room and have a little rest while you think things over.”

I started to object, but Rory cut me off. “I think that’s a good idea. Come on, Rae, I’ll help you to bed.”

That’s Rory, always looking out for me.

I stumbled through the hall, dazed. I had used magic. Used it with my best friend, and the woman I most respected in the room. I had to be going insane.

Once again, a memory for my past surfaced in my mind. The biting pain as the lash fell, the fist connecting with my jaw, the punch to the stomach, knives cutting into skin. Magic had made that stop. Made it stop in a terrible way. They had deserved their fate. More than deserved it. But was it my job to carry out the judgment?

I shuddered as I remembered the blank faces staring up at me, drained of colour. Drained of life. I had taken away their existence without thought.

“Come along, Rae. You need to lay down for a bit.”

Rory’s voice intruded on my thoughts. She tugged gently on my arm, and I staggered along behind her. My brain was working over time. Too much was going on.

By now, Rory was practically dragging me through the halls. My body was separate from my brain. I couldn’t hardly control my movements. My feet never left the ground, they just shuffled along. What was wrong with me? No matter how tired I was, this had never happened before.

I heard Rory’s sigh of relief as she pushed our bedroom door open, and helped me into bed. “Sleep, Rae,” she whispered.

“Don’t leave me,” I whispered, my eyes filling with tears.

“Always there, Rae,” she said, giving my hand a gentle squeeze.

“Never alone, Ror,” I whispered. “Never alone.”

~ Calleigh

Sort of an Announcement...that fails. :P

Alright, so a few weeks back, I actually made another Shadow Spinner blog. I was really excited, and it looked pretty cool...but I didn't like how the posting worked. SO. I'm back to here again. ^_^ My random, annoying, and uneventful posts will continue. Sorry. :P

~ Calleigh

I can't think of a creative title. Deal with it. :P

So, the other day, I was with a friend and we were "fighting" over this little miniture glowstick. Seriously this thing was only a little over an inch long. 'Twas awesome. ANYWAY! I had it in my fist, and she was trying to get my fingers open. So, I've get my fist as tight as I can so she won't get the stupid little glow stick! That was my focus. Well, after we were done goofing off, I opened my hand...and there in my palm were four, nail shaped cuts. I didn't even know they were there till I actually looked.

How often does that happen in life? How often are we so focused on holding on to what we want, that we don't even realize we're hurting ourselves? How often? Do you have your fist so tight, are you too focused on what you're holding so tightly, that you don't realize that you're actually causing yourself harm? Some things to think about..

~ Calleigh

Dominoes

So, I'm going to show/tell you guys how I make these really epic domino things. If you want to learn, keep reading. If you don't want to learn, keep reading anyway. :P I even took pictures, so that will make things pretty cool, right? :P

Step 1: Sand the top of the domino, until it's not shiney anymore, allowing your ink to actually stay on the domino. :P

Step 2: Select the colour you want to use, then ink the domino. You can really use any pigment ink, but Brilliance is my favourite...as you can tell... :P

Step 3: You must then dry the ink, using either a craft heat gun, or a blow dryer. (a blow dryer will take longer) Dry until it's...dry. :P Try lightly putting your finger on top, and then see if it comes away with ink on it. BE CAREFUL. Dominos can get extremely hot when heated. I have burned my finger tips several times. Besides your own saftey, you should also let your domino cool a bit before the next step.

Step 4 (optional): A lot of times when I make dominos, I want more than one colour. So, now would be the time to pick. :P YOU SHOULD ALWAYS dry the ink between colour layers, or you'll end up with the wrong colour ink on the other ink pads.

Step 5: Dry the new colours on the dominoes. No picture. You know what it looks like. :P

Step 6: Pick out the stamp you want to put on the domino.

Step 7: Ink your stamp. I use Stazon, but you can use any as long as it's perminant. It has to say that, otherwise, it will fail. :P

Step 8: Stamp the domino. I find it easier, to put the domino on the stamp, rather than the other way around, but it's up to you. Just press hard, then relax, then lift it up. Don't just press hard, and pull it off, not sure why, but this doesn't work as well, just relax the pressure first.

Here is a picture of a finished domino. No it's not the one I just used in the stamping example...I kinda screwed that one up. :P Which, if that happens, just sand it off, and you can use the domino again. It's the pink one from the example, rather than the red.

Step 9: Paint the edges with a paint pen. I would recommend a calligraphy tip, rather than rounded.

You can actually hold the domino while doing this, but I couldn't do that, AND take the picture. :P

Step 10: Spray it with sealer so it doesn't get scratched. I use Krylon. :)

Step 11 (optional): I always glue a little crystal on mine, just so they sparkle. 'Cause I like sparkly things. :P

I don't know if you can see it in the right hand corner, on the swirl, but it's there. :P

One other thing...just because a stamp is bigger than a domino, doesn't mean it won't work. I actually prefer it if the design doesn't all fit. Just pick the part you like best, and stamp it. :) I use some 6"X6" stamps, so it's all good. :D

Here are just some out of literally hundreds that I've done. :)

Hope you enjoyed this!!!

~ Calleigh





More

Let's hear it for Lemonade Mouth! They have inspired another blog post!! :D So, I was listening to one of their songs, and I was singing along, and I get to this line, "Push until you can't, and then demand more." Now, the first thing that popped into my head was, "Wow, that's really selfish. I don't like this song anymore." Then I literally facepalmed. :P I forgot to think about it in the context of the song. Yes, I am an idiot sometimes. :P The song is called Determinate. Now, let's just say Disney didn't do it's research very well, because the definition of determinate is to have set limits or boundries...the exact oppositite of the song. In the song, determinate is suppose to be based off of determination.

"Push until you can't, and then demand more."

Now it makes sense. That just really challenges me. Yes, I am challenged by a Disney song, as you should be. That one simple line, in yet another Disney pop song, has a lot of meaning if you think about it. It means that when I think I'm done...when I have nothing left to give...I give more anyway. When I'm tired of waiting, hoping, praying...I wait, hope, and pray anyway. Demand more of yourself than you think you can give. Stretch yourself. Because when you stretch your limits, your limits expand, and that allows you to do more, even harder things the next time. Push until you can't..and then do more anyway. Demand more. Not of others, but of yourself.

~ Calleigh

Frienship

So, recently I've been thinking a lot about friendship. I have a lot of awesome friends. Seriously...all you people who don't know the people I know...you're really missing out. And you know what makes them so awesome? No matter how many times I screw up, no matter how many times I hurt them, leave them, forget them, use them...they're always, without fail, there for me. How amazing is that?

So, what is a true friend? I can sum it up in just a few words. Aimee. Toria. Skye. Christy. Greg. Jakey. Kiehl. Janey. Jess. Brandyce. Aubrey. You guys...you guys are the best of the best. I'm so indescribably grateful for you all.

So, I guess this is a shout out to all my adopted sibs, my friends, both in state, out of state, and out of country. I'm trying not to take you all for granted, because no one as wonderful as you guys deserve that. I love you all. <3

~ Calleigh

Chapter 3

Here is chapter 3 to Rael's Redemption!! :D I reposted chapters 1 and 2, due to a great critique I got from Braden (thank you!!!!), but I don't think I changed anything crucial to the plot, so you don't have to reread them. :) And thank you, Lizzie, for reading my chapter 2! ^_^ And Reagan, I know you read it too, even though you didn't comment, so thanks to you as well. :D

Let me know what you all think! :D

Chapter 3
I looked at him, stunned, then laughed in his face. “You think knowing Keeran is going to make me trust you? You obviously don’t know him that well.”

“Oh but I do, Lady. I’m his brother.”

I stopped laughing. “His brother?”

“Yes, Lady. My name is Aro. Keeran is my little brother.”

“But…” I looked at Rory, my mouth going open and closed with no sound coming out.

“Rae, perhaps he is right, and we should talk about this in private?”

“Yes,” my voice decided to work, “I think that’s a good idea.” I said. “Follow me.”

I turned, leading the way back to the guild hall. Outside, my composure was calm…inside however, I was shaking. I pushed my way through the crowded streets, lost in thought. What could Aro want? He must not be on good terms with Keeran to have sought me out thinking I would help him because of their relation.

My focus on my thoughts, I was surprised when I ran into something. Something that did not budge. I looked up to see a man staring down at me. “My pardon, Sir,” I muttered and stepped aside. He moved back in front of me.

“Something I can do for you?” I asked, gritting my teeth.

“Give me the amulet,” a dry, husky voice responded.

“’Fraid I can’t do that,” I said, keeping my voice steady.

“Pity.” He stepped back, drawing his sword.

I pushed Aro behind me, pulled out my dagger and short sword, and stood next to Rory, who had done the same.

“I believe you’re a bit outnumbered,” Rory said, her voice smug.

He laughed, but it was void of happiness. “Look again.” With these words, he was joined by two other men, dressed in black like their leader.

“I repeat. Give me the amulet.”

“Can’t do that,” I answered, though my confidence was shaken.

“Fine. I’ll kill you, and then take it,” he said, grinning.

“Go home to your mother, while you still have the chance,” I said, smirking. He was a handsome man, killing him would be a shame.

With that his grin faded, and his attack began. He made a thrust at my stomach, but I parried, and struck at his sword arm with my dagger. Rory was at my back, defending herself against one of the henchmen, while Aro faced another. I turned my concentration back to my target.

I was grinning. I couldn’t help myself. There’s nothing like a good fight. We danced the beautiful dance of thrusts and parries, neither of us gaining an edge. After a time, I felt his assurance of victory begin to falter, and I knew now was the time to act.

I swirled past his defense, ignoring the pain as his sword connected with my arm, and stuck my dagger into his side, making a slash across his chest with my other blade. He gasped, blood gurgling from his mouth, then fell to the ground. He didn’t move again. I clutched my arm, blood dripping between my fingers.

I looked around, pushing away the pain, to see Rory dispatching her man, and help Aro with his. I hadn’t counted on Aro being much of a help, but he’d held his own pretty well. Both he and Rory had only retained small cuts.

“Let’s get to the guild,” Rory said, breathing hard. “We won’t have to worry about more of these scum there.”

“Aye, let’s go,” I said, nodding. Rory motioned for Aro to follow.

At the guild’s gate, I nodded to the guards, signaling that I had everything under control. They looked shocked at our less than fresh appearance, and then worried as they saw the deep cut on my arm, but said nothing as Rory and I led Aro into the Hall.

I watched him, his face showing open wonder. I thought of the first time I’d seen the Hall. I had been 14 at the time, just a broken little girl. A little girl who had experienced more torture than I would wish on anyone…except those who’d done it.

I shuddered and pushed the memories from my mind, as I had done every day for the past 5 years. I forced my mind to the task at hand. Find out what Aro wants. Get what Aro wants. Never speak to him again.

Rory led the way through the Hall, then branched off to the left, leading away from the personal area of the guild, to the business branch. We passed several small, occupied rooms before finding one that was available.

I stood, leaning against the back wall, rather than sitting at the small table and chairs that were room’s sole residents. Rory joined me, and motioned for Aro to take a chair.

I found my voice at last. “What business would you have me do?”

Aro looked nervous. “It is not your usual line of work.”

I shrugged. “I’m open to anything and everything that will earn me my keep here.”

“Yes, well…I’ve heard that you might have…acquired…a rather odd piece of jewelry recently.”

I barely stopped my jaw from falling open. “How did you…?”

“I put it there. At great cost to myself, I might add. Certain circumstances prevent me from using it. Only those who are unaware of its powers at the moment of possession can use it to its full potential. And only those who have certain…gifts…can use it at all.”

I clutched at my dagger, uncertain of how to react. I had been used.

“Why me?” Was all I could get out.

“We could tell, and Keeran attested, that you have certain innate skills.”

I laughed, but it wasn’t a joyful laugh. It was one of pain and remembrance. “Aye, he would know that full well.”

“We need you to use the amulet, and for that you had to have no knowledge of its power.”

“Who is this ‘we,’ you keep speaking of?” Rory interjected.

“A group of us who feel the Emperor needs a little help retaining control of his empire. You’ve met two of us already. Your Lady, and the man who was your benefactor for this job.”

I heard Rory gasp, and I could barely keep myself from doing the same. The Lady? Mixed up in plots of the Emperor? Such a thing had never occurred within the guild; our allegiance was carefully given to no one. Not even the Emperor.

“Why send the benefactor to see me?” I asked.

“We had to make sure you had the amulet. We knew you’d made it out of the house, as our magician felt you touch his cords of magic, but we didn’t know if you’d taken the stone.”

I nodded, understanding that part, but then the strangeness of the whole situation came over me again. “This is all very well,” I said, “but you have given me no reason as to why I should help you on this venture of protection.”

“Before, we would have given you a choice. Now you have none.”

I stiffened at this declaration, and pulled my dagger halfway from its sheath before Rory put a hand on my arm, stopping me.

“Why have the plans changed, Sir?” Her voice was calm. Deadly calm. Threatening.

“A man sharing Rael’s…ability…to use the amulet has come seeking it. It has been rumored he has a plan to steal it from us, now that we’ve put it in plain sight. This is why you have no choice. The stone must be kept, and used by you to keep the empire safe.”

“I refuse,” I said evenly.

“You what?” He answered, shocked.

“I refuse. I will not be mixed up in your schemes. Find someone else to use.” I tried to push the magical artifact into his hands. His face turned ashen as the amulet touched his skin.

“Please…please don’t make me take it,” he said, almost begging. “I told you…people who are aware of the amulet’s power cannot take the stone. To do so would mean eventual death.”

I stopped. I might not like the situation, but I would not hurt him like this.

“I will keep the stone till you find someone more fitting for its owner. Do not make me wait long.” After a long pause I added, “You are dismissed.”

It was unnerving to have this strong man cowering before me, face still white with pain. Pain that I had caused.

He hurried across the room, stopping only to make a small bow to us at the doorway.

“One more thing.” My voice stopped him as he entered the hallway. “Who is the man? The one who wants the amulet?”

“Sarmad. The Emperor’s head magician.”

I froze. “I will do what you ask, I will help you, and in return you will protect me from this man?”

“With our very lives.”

“We have a deal. You may go.” I whispered.

As soon as he was gone, I took a shaky breath and slid down the wall to the floor. My past had come back to haunt me. I couldn’t stop the shaking that began to take over my body. I felt, rather than saw Rory crouch down next to me. She put a calming hand on my arm, then when she felt the tremors racking my body, sat on the floor beside me and pulled me close.

“It’s all coming back…isn’t it?” She asked, her voice quiet.

I could barely manage a nod. All the memories I’d pushed away came flooding to my mind.

“Come with me, Rae. I’ve found a man who will give us food!”

Keeran’s voice filled my head and I struggled to shove it out.

“Here, Sir. I brought her as you requested.”

“Ah, what a good lad you are. What a clever boy. If what you’ve told me is correct, she will be perfect for my…experiments.”

Keeran’s face shines with happiness. Happiness in the midst of betrayal.

“You will never see her again.”

“Yes, Sir. I remember.” Keeran shuffles out. Panic surges through my body as I look up at the hard face of the man who is now my master.

“Rael Avongara, I am Sarmad. Welcome to your new life.”

Beatings. Blood. Torture. Knives. Rape. More beatings. More blood.

“WHY?!” I scream over and over again, pain tearing my small body apart. Something like lightning flashes through me, all the bodies around me fall to the floor. The beating stops. They are dead.

Running. Must run. Can’t stop. RUN! I flee through the manor, bare feet slapping against the cool, tile floor. Don’t look back.

I burst through the door and into the street, hiding myself in the crowd. I cringe with every arm, leg, satchel, that brushes against my bruised and tattered skin.

A familiar face. Keeran. I charge forward, intent on his death coming at my hands. He catches me. He is so much bigger than me. He takes me back. He leaves.

“Little Rael has been a bad, bad girl,” Sarmad’s snake-like voice fills my mind with terror. And then all goes black.

~ Calleigh

"On Our Way to Nowhere"

So, last night I was sitting in bed, humming to myself. The song was "Somebody" by Lemonade Mouth. A harmless, fun Disney song. No swear words, no inappropriate material, no screaming. Just fun pop music, with fun lyrics. Then I get to this line, "We're on our way to nowhere, trying so hard to get there." Right before that, I had been reading Do Hard Things (by Alex and Brett Harris), specifically the chapter about how teens today are TOLD that we're not really suppose to do anything besides goof off and experiment.

So now, I have to wonder. Is that innocent little lyric true? Are we really trying our hardest to end up...nowhere? Most teens today will have nothing to show for ages 13-19. We are on our way to nowhere, and trying hard to get there. We really don't care that 6 years out of our lives are wasted.

So, here's a little challenge: Change that in your life. You don't have to know exactly where you're going, but pick a destination for the time being and try to get there. Don't let the best years of your life be wasted. Do something with them.

~ Calleigh

Woot!

I believe this is my 5th post in ONE month!! In case you were wondering, that's a pretty big deal on this blog. :P
Anyways!

I haven't written any free writing exercises in MONTHS until...today! Greg gave me the prompt like a week ago, and I totally forgot until my mind was being random, and thought of the word. Oh yes. The word. That word being Fire! B-) Fire is an awesome subject to write about, because there's soooo many amazing words and ideas that can be connected to it! For some reason, my idea turned out to be love. Told you my mind was being random. :P  And this is what came out. I call it.... The Fire of Love. So orignal. I know. Stop being jealous!

The flames move.

Weave.

Dance.

Climb higher in my soul.

A love that cannot be forgotten.

It smolders.

Devours.

Consumes.

Haunts every thought.

Feeds every desire.

Clutches at my very essence.

No water can quench it.

No words, describe it.

No shackles, contain it.

It defies restraint.

Recognizes no authority.

Burns, though denied.

Blazes with unending passion.

An inferno of love.
 
DISCLAIMER: I'm not saying this is how love should be. Not recognizing authority= Bad. Don't do it. :P This is just what I think of when I think of fire and love combined.

~ Calleigh

The Beach, Again!

Day 02: I actually went out over my head in the ocean to day!! You should all be proud. :P There were ten other people out there with me, and I figured if a shark did come...I don't have to out swim the shark, I just have to out swim them! Brilliant, right? :D
But right now, I have a headache, and my sunburn is hurting, so I'm being lazy and chatting. :P So, yeah...I also had cookie dough, which completely made my day. Cookie dough fixes everything!!! ....except headaches and sunburns. :P
 
I am now up to 99 shark teeth!! I didn't realize I was the close to 100 before I came back to the house, and now I feel to lazy too walk back down. :P
 
~ Calleigh

The Beach (I actually wrote this yesterday, but forgot to post it) :P

So! Day 01 at the beach! So...it is 12:08, and I have been on the beach for an hour, splashing in the waves. So far, I have found 23 shark teeth. Topsail Island is the #1 place in NC to find shark teeth. Which is the #1 reason why I do not go past my knees in the water unless I can see my feet. :P
We are currently breaking for lunch, then going back down to the beach afterwards. The view is amazing. Nothing but blue-green waves, white surf, and sparkling sand.
 
~ Calleigh
 

*begs*

PLEASE comment on my chapter 2! I need to know if peoples like it before I can continue. Or at least somewhat need to. :P Chapter 3 is already done, and chapter 4 is started, but no one gets it till I get a comment. So there. :P Please let me know what you think! And yes, you can say it's awful. :P AND you can edit, critique, and pick apart to your hearts desire!

Thank you to anyone who comments with something helpful!!! :D

~ Calleigh

....

That was a lot of complaining and begging... o.O Won't do that again, don't worry :P

I'm back.

And with my return comes.....!!!!!!!!

Haha, I was really tempted to say nothing, but there actually is something this time!! :D *readers groan* Get over it, people. :P Yes, I might just possibly be like this in real life. *pats my real life friends* Thanks for putting up with me. *GRIN*

Anyways!! As I was saying...with my return comes...Chapter 2 of Rael's Redemption!! (title subject to change)

Now, I made some changes to chapter 1 in order for everything in Chapter 2 to make sense. SO! IF anyone wants to reread chapter 1, with the changes made, I'm going to edit my original chapter 1 post so the new version may be found there.

And now...Chapter 2. *posts and hides*


Chapter 2

I awoke to someone bouncing on my bed.

“Rory…” I said through gritted teeth. “You’d better have a good reason for this.”

“It just so happens that I do…” Her normally cheerful voice sounded strained to me. I sat up, alert. “Rory, what’s wrong?”

“Um…your benefactor is here…he wants to see you.”

“He’s here? Now?” I scrambled out of bed, running my fingers through my disheveled curls.

“Yeah, now. Rael…be careful around him.”

“I’m always careful.” I said as pulled on my dress uniform.

“Right. You have the amulet?”

“Of course I have the amulet!” I said, frustrated enough to snap at my best friend.

“Sorry, my bad,” she said, her voice sounding hurt.

I slumped. “Rory…I’m sorry. You know I’m under a lot of pressure right now…” I sighed, knowing how awful that sounded. Giving up on words, I hugged her tight. “I’m sorry.” With that, I grabbed the amulet, and hurried out the door and down the hallway. I clutched the amulet in my hand. What if it wasn’t enough?

Reaching the meeting room, I pause to compose myself, then pushed the heavy door open. Much to my surprise the guildmaster stood inside with a tall, dark man, who stayed hidden in the shadows.

“Lady!” I bowed quickly. “Forgive me, I did not know you would be present.”

“Calm, Rael. I’m just here to make sure things go smoothly. You’re one of my top thieves! I have to make sure nothing…” she glanced at the tall man, “unfortunate happens.”

“Yes, Lady. Thank you, Lady.” I bowed again. This was a rare occurrence. It was not the guildmaster’s job to take care of her thieves; we’re responsible for ourselves, always have been. I was either something special, or the Lady wanted me to owe her.

I stood there, shifting my feet, waiting for the lady to start the meeting.

“Oh, don’t mind me,” she said, noticing my hesitation, “Just act like I’m not here.”

I bowed towards her, and then in the direction of my benefactor. I paused, and then began the little speech I had practiced on the trip down the hall.

“Sir, I regret to inform you that I was unable to perform the task you required of me last night.”

“I know.” The stranger cut in. “Why do you think I’m here?”

“Of course, Sir. Begging your pardon. But I do have a means of payment.”

He leaned forward. My hand slowed on its way to my pocket. What if the medallion was worth more than I thought, and he tried to take it from me? But it was too late for such thoughts now, and so I pulled it from its place. “I have this, Sir. Will it be enough?”

What I could see of his shadowed face moved, as though he were smiling, but I was soon proven wrong.

“You think this trifling bauble is enough to repay me?”

“I have not a full understanding of its worth, but I’m sure it is sufficient for whatever I owe you.” I said.

“Oh really! You’re suddenly an authority on gems and metals?”

I had just opened my mouth with a biting reply, when I heard the Lady’s sweet voice fill the air.

“Sir, the guild will pay whatever Rael owes you.”

I stood there, mouth open in shock. She really did want me to owe her! There was no record of her ever doing this for any of the other thieves, and I had to wonder what she meant by it.

“It’s a deal,” said my benefactor, a little too swift for my taste.

“Rael, you’re not needed here anymore, you may go.”

I turned to go, not understanding what was going on. Never had such a thing happened before, and it was puzzling. Walking down the hall, I met Rory, who promptly asked about the weird face I was making. I was too consumed by my thoughts to comprehend what she was saying, but the hard punch in the arm made me aware of her presence.

“Finally!” She said, and I could hear the exasperation in her voice.

“Sorry. Something strange just happened.”

“Strange as in, let’s talk privately?”

“That might be best.”

Seeing that I wasn’t going to be moving anywhere on my own any time soon, Rory, for the second time that day, grabbed my arm and pulled me towards our room. Once inside, she forced me to sit on the bed.

“Tell.”

The words were a command, and a command I obeyed immediately. I always thought Rory would make an excellent guildmaster. Her slim build reminded me much of the current Lady’s, and her red hair was pulled back in almost the exact same style.

The guildmaster had always been a lady, no one knew exactly why…it was just how things were. Some said it was because women were less greedy than men, but that’s not true at all; we’re just sneakier about it. I personally think it’s because we’re intimidating. I’m sure that’s it.

After I had finished my bizarre tale, Rory sat on the bed next to me, looking as confused as I felt.

“That’s…weird.”

I nodded my head; my mind was out of words. “Why me? I’m not special? I’m not any different or better than any of the other thieves here!”

“Well that’s nice to know!” Rory said, rolling her eyes at me.

“Hey!” I said, a little hurt by her tone of voice, “I didn’t ask for this, okay? I have no more of a clue than you do as to what’s going on around here.”

“You’re right…I’m sorry.” She said, hanging her head.

I hugged her tight, “It’s alright, Ror, I probably would have said the same thing in your position.”

She laughed. “No you wouldn’t. You’d have said something ten times worse.”

I punched her arm playfully. “Very funny.” Deciding to change the subject, I added, “Come on, let’s go get something to eat, I’m starved.” And it was true. I hadn’t eaten since a quick supper the day before.

She looked at me hard, as if she were still not sure she as okay with the things going on with me and the guild.

“My treat.” I added as a bonus.

“You’re on.” She said with a smile. Who said affection couldn’t be bought?

We walked down the dusty city street that was full of people selling things, walking, talking, and a few fights here and there. I took a deep breath. Yes, the city was the life for me. I couldn’t imagine what country people did all day! There was so much to see and do in the city, so many colours and sounds. Yes, to me, Afinel was as close to heaven on earth as one could get. And the thieves were the backbone to it all.

Without us, the city would be dead, the nobles broke, fat, and boring. We kept things around here interesting. Some of the Houses had favourites among the thieves, but I made sure my loyalties were divided. I was not attached to one house more than I was to another. To me, that was playing it safe; keep them guessing.

I walked with a very distinct swagger, pulling Rory along behind me. I owned this city. There was hardly a person on the street who I didn’t know in some capacity. I had made an effort to get to know them all, and by now, I was pretty sure I did.

“Rael.”

I started at the sound of Rory’s voice very near my ear. “What?” I asked.

“A man…he’s been following us ever since we left the guild. And if you hadn’t been so focused on your ‘I own the town’ swagger, maybe you would have noticed!”

“Okay, my bad! Don’t forget all the times I’ve saved your life! You’re just now starting to catch up!”

“You’re keeping track?!” She asked, the irritation clear in her voice.

“Of…course not! Why would I do that?” I backpedaled. “It was just a joke, Ror! Lighten up a bit, huh?”

She sighed, and I was pretty sure she didn’t believe me. But it wasn’t a complete lie…I only had a vague idea of the count, not a definite number.

“So, what do we do?” Rory’s voice sounded uncertain in my ear.

“We keep walking! We’re just two members of a guild going out for lunch. We’re easily a match for him, and last I checked, eating lunch isn’t a crime, so he’s got nothing on us. In short, we ignore him.” I braced myself for the pout I knew was going to come. And it did.

“But Rae…I wanted to take him out!”

I patted her arm. “I know, Dear, but we simply don’t have time for it today.” I teased.

“Fine.” She huffed.

Ror and I had been friends since the streets. We knew each other’s moves backwards and forwards, but still never failed to enjoy each other’s company.

We walked through the streets, arm in arm. Me pointedly ignoring the man who was following us, Rory, glancing back at him several times, smiling in a way I knew meant she found him quite pleasing to the eyes.

He really was a handsome man. Tousled blonde hair, blue-green eyes, tall and toned. I understood why Rory was interested. If I hadn’t lost my heart years ago, I would be too. Rory had always been flighty when it came to matters of the heart. From war, to love, then back to war in an instant. But me…If I loved, I loved forever.

I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts, not wanting to think about the past. I asked, “Where shall we eat today, Dear Rory?”

She rolled her eyes. I seem to get that a lot.

“How about the only place you can afford, Dear Rae.”

“Watch the attitude, or I’ll change my mind!” I teased.

She glared at me. I always seem to get the dark side of Rory’s extensive collection of facial expressions. I’ll have to work on that.

I led the way to our usual pub, a cheap, but clean place that served moderately good food. We ordered, which took longer than it should have, because I had to convince Rory she should not order the most expensive item on the menu. As we waited, I played around with the amulet while Rory and I talked about our handsome follower.

In truth, he was very good looking, and Rory might have found him worth knowing if he hadn’t been following us.

“So,” she asked, “do we try to lose him?”

I shrugged. “I don’t see why we should. It’s not every day a good looking man follows us watching our every move! Spies are good for a girl’s ego.” I said, grinning.

“Yeah, unless he’s ugly.” Rory muttered.

“Nah, it’s still good for the ego, it’s just not quite as fun.” I smirked.

Our food came out at last, much to my relief, as I had run out of funny things to say. We ate our meal in silence, I paid the owner, and we left, happily followed by the handsome stranger.

Things were starting to feel alright again. Sure it was strange that the guildmaster had taken such an interest in me, but really, what difference did it make? I slung my arm around Rory’s shoulder, once again at peace with the world. That’s when I felt a tap on my shoulder. It was our handsome spy.

I dropped my fingers to my belt, fingering my knives. “Yes?” I asked, my voice steady. No spy was going to frighten me.

“Lady, I have need to speak with you privately.

“Why now? Why not while we were having lunch?”

“This cannot be spoken about in public, Lady. We must go somewhere private.”

I glanced at Rory, who stood nervously next to me. “How do we know we can trust you?” I asked him.

He looked straight into my eyes. “I know Keeran.”
~ Calleigh

Skye's Fault :P

So, Skye tagged me, and now I have to answer all these questions. Deal with it. :P

A. Age: I'm am 17, but I'll be 18 in 160 days :D
B. Bed size: Twin :)
C. Chore you hate: Um...none really. :P
D. Day: Friday and Saturday
E. Essential start to your day: Diet Coke :D I'm slightly addicted to caffine :P
F. Favorite color: Pink
G. Gold or silver: Definitely Silver
H. Height: 5'3 1/2"
I. Instruments: Bagpipe, guitar, and piano
J. Job title: Um...House Cleaner :P
K. Kids: None, at present, but hopefully some day!
L. Live: Um...I live, yeah...doesn't everyone? Or at least everyone who's going to read this is...hopefully... o.O
M. Mom's name: Why do you want to know? >.>  Robin.
N. Nicknames: Patty, Dearest, California, Dork (thank you Daniel >.> :P) California, Lei, Lee, Calli, Cali, Calle, Sis, Poking Pain, Miss Sobbles, Cali-wali, um...Dory. I think that's it... :P
O. Overnight hospital stays: None that I can remember...but I could be wrong...
P. Pet peeve: Um...a lot of things :P
Q. Quote from a movie: "That makes me cry inside...in my special angry place."
R. Right or left handed: Right.
S. Siblings: One older sister (Hadley), one younger brother (Riley), and...a lot of oyan sibs :P (Kiehl, Janey, Aimee, Nick, Aubrey, Aimee, Jessica, Lauree, Lyss, and Christy, but actually Christy's my mother. :P
T. Time you wake up: Um...it varies from day to day :P
U. Underwear: O.o Skipping this one...
V. Vegetables you dislike: Most of them :P
W. What makes you run late: Siblings. >.>
X. X-rays you've had: One of my foot, possibly one of my shoulder..
Y. Yummy food you make: Banana bread :D
Z. Zoo: Well, there you have it. Zoo. *profound expression*

There you go, Dearest. Happy now? :P

~ Calleigh

Click It!!!

My friend Christy just got a blog!! :D And so I thought I'd post a link for anyone who's interested...and everyone should be! :P  So, here's the link to Christy's awesome blog, The Cave of Wonder!

http://christy-thecaveofwonder.blogspot.com/

~ Calleigh <3

IT. IS. HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*parties* Ha! You peoples still don't know what's here! :P Hm...to tell, or not to tell...*ponders* Okay, not that you'll really care, but my chapter 1 is about to be posted!!! :D I'm sure most of you aren't nearly as excited about that as I am, but you'll get over the disappointment eventually. :P
So, without any further rambling from me, Chapter 1 of my novel, currently titled, Rael's Redemption.

P.S. Some of this hasn't really been edited yet, but I'm posting it anyway. Deal with it. :P

Chapter 1

It was rare for the guild to receive an assassination order. Rarer still was a request to have a certain member carry out said assassination. Even more rare for the guild to obey that request. And of course,
the requested member would have to be me. I hated these jobs. But I did what was asked of me, so here I was in a dark bedroom in the middle of the night, stalking some sleeping old man.

I walked towards the bed, poised for action, and pulled my favorite knife from its sheath. I looked around. All was dark, all was quiet; everything was going just how I wanted…but as I approached my mark, I had a strange feeling all was not as it should be. My skin prickled in a way that I had by now learned meant danger. Upon closer observance, what should have been a body in the bed was oddly proportioned, with arms and legs sticking out at wrong angles.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I had been set up. There was only a dummy in the bed, I was getting no money for this job, and I might not escape with my life. Yes, I always assume the worst; it’s just how I am.

Forcing myself to be calm, I ran through a mental list of escape possibilities. Deciding the window would be the best way out, I started towards it only to turn and look back at the bed. I had to be sure. No money meant I wouldn’t be eating for the rest of the week and I couldn’t take that chance. Of course I could just steal something, but being paid to steal something for someone else is different than stealing for myself.

When I was about four feet away, knife raised, I felt a tingling across my legs.

“Blast.” I said through clenched teeth. I really hate magic.

I held still, hoping I hadn’t triggered, only brushed the magic line. That I wasn’t dead was a good clue, you could never be sure what tricks a magician put into his toys, but I was lucky today.

I stepped back slowly, then sprinted for the window which was looking better by the second. I threw myself at it, hoping I would survive the fall. But I didn’t go through.

My head hit a barrier that set my short hair on end and sent tingles up and down my body. I take back what I said about hating magic. I loathe it. Magic is what people pay too much for, that gets honest folk in trouble and ruins people’s lives! Well in my case, maybe not so honest, but still…

I swirled around looking for another escape route. Nothing. I would have to go back through the house. Catapulting myself down the stairs, relieved to have left the room alive, I was rather careless. What I mean is I didn’t notice that I’d walked through a cord of magic till I felt the spark of it on my skin. Double blast.

I might as well go on now. With no regard to my surroundings, I dashed through the house. As I was running, I noticed something sparkly on a table ahead of me. A necklace, glittering in the light coming from the window.

In passing, I grabbed it, knowing that if all else failed I could maybe get enough money for it to survive the week. Sticking it in my pocket, I smiled as I saw the door straight ahead. I hurled it open and threw myself outside. Right at the feet of the provost guard.

I picked myself up, dusting off my clothes. “Evening, Jarret.”

“Rael.”

“Well, I’ll just be going now…” I said, as I turned away.

“Not so fast, Rael. You know the guild can’t protect you from this. You were seen leaving a house that is not yours. A house we got a tip on tonight.”

“You have nothing on me! You saw me leave the house…big deal!”

Jarret motioned to his law enforcing cronies who started towards me with a look in their eyes that told me I would be spending the night in a jail cell, whether I put up a fight or not.

“Rael Avongara, you are under arrest for murder.”

“But I haven’t killed anyone!”

He raised his eyebrow at me.

“Tonight,” I amended.

He laughed. I glared. And I won. He stopped laughing, and looked me in the eye. “Rael...if my men go in there and find a body, you will be arrested, and there’s not much the guild can do about it.”

“Let them go in! I don’t care!”

Jarret’s men moved inside the building, but of course he had to stay and watch me. I wasn’t worried though; I knew they wouldn’t find anything inside the house. For once, I was innocent.

I tensed as one of the men came out from the house, a grim look on his face.

“Uh, Sir, I think you might want to see this,” he said, nervousness making his voice shake.

My confidant stance did not alter in the slightest. They were probably just trying to make me uncomfortable enough to confess to the crime they thought I committed. Well, I wouldn’t give an inch. I was sure of my innocence, and they could act all they wanted to; they weren’t going to get a response from me.

They disappeared back inside, but not before one of Jarret’s henchmen stationed himself at my side. I could probably escape, but I couldn’t take the risk of him getting lucky. I hadn’t done anything, so I was going to wait right here, and make them apologize for ruining my night.

They finally reemerged from the house and, marching right up to me, (honestly, you would think that by now they might have learned something about personal space!) they clapped irons around my wrists, before I could even think of reacting.

“Rael Avongara, you are under arrest for suspicious actions…and…uh…arguing with a law enforcing officer.”

“Give it up, Jarret! You’re finished here. You know you didn’t find anything wrong inside the house! I demand to see my guild leader!”

I smothered a laugh as Jarret’s face went purple…it was not a good shade on him.

“Very well,” he muttered, and I smiled in triumph. There was no way he could convict me for something like this; I had already won, and he knew it. The problem would be the paying citizen who just might be unhappy that the job he’d paid me to do had not been accomplished.

Maybe I would offer him the amulet in exchange for the payment. A stone that large must be worth something! At least, I hoped it was.

When we reached the guild, there was some trouble getting in. Our sentries weren’t too happy about having to let members of the elite city guard inside thief headquarters. Several times they shot me questioning looks, and I knew if I but nodded my head, the provost guards would soon have a serious fight on their hands.

But I didn’t. If I had been guilty, it would have been another story, but I wasn’t, and that made all the difference. We walked through the thick, oak doors and into the guild hall. The vaulted ceiling made our footsteps echo loudly. Not what you’d expect from the home of those who devoted their lives to being silent.

We walked through the halls, Jarret looking straight ahead, but the guards looked around in wonder. I smirked. Obviously, they weren’t used to such grandeur. And the Hall was grand.

A fountain gurgled in the foyer, and huge, marble pillars lined the walk way. Intricate tapestries hung down the walls, depicting beautiful landscapes, intense battles, and start crossed lovers. Yes, it was magnificent. A perfect place in a city full of the opposite.

I was marched through the long hallway, and right up to the door of the guild master’s office. Jarret hesitated, then knocked.

“Come in.”

The voice shouldn’t have been audible through the heavy oak door, but it was…something that had always mystified me. Jarret inched the door open, looking almost afraid to enter the office. He looked at me, saw the smirk I’m sure must have been evident, then squared his shoulders and stepped inside.

“Jarret,” said a surprisingly sweet voice. “What a pleasant surprise.”

“Wish I could say likewise, lady.”

“Do you now.”

“Right. Well tonight, we caught Rael here coming out of a house we got a tip on.”

“Was anything missing? Did you find anyone dead?”

“Ah, no ma’am,” Said Jarret, sounding a little less sure of himself.

“Then why are you taking up my time?”

“Uh…begging your pardon, lady. I just…we…well, we wanted to make sure personally that you knew. She should be dealt with.” “Thank you, Jarret. I will take what you’ve said into consideration. You may leave now.”

“Ah..uh, yes, lady. G-Goodbye, lady.”

With that final, stuttered farwell, Jarret turned and fled down the hallway. I tried to cover a giggle that was forcing its way out, but failed, although it was immediately silenced by a stern look from the guildmaster.

“Begging your pardon, lady.”

“Rael.”

“It’s not my fault! The place was magicked, not to mention they got a tip.”

“I don’t blame you, Rael. Jarret’s an idiot to have brought you to me with such pathetic evidence. I’m just glad you didn’t show up with more of your street children.” She said, rifling through some papers on her heavy, oak desk.

I blushed. Because of my own history, I tried to take care of the kids who struggled to make it off the streets alive. Some of the worse off ones I brought to the guild to do odd jobs for the thieves, and hopefully so they could become a thief themselves.

“None today, Lady.”

“Good.” Was her only response, but even though she complained about it regularly, I could tell she approved.

I took a moment to study the lady. Tall and slender, the guildmaster would be perfectness itself, were it not for the small scars that covered her body. They were similar to the marks the snaked their way across my own body, but I was not ready to ask her how she had come by hers. None of the other thieves knew either, and no one had dared to ask her.

She was dressed in the standard guild uniform, with her blonde hair pulled up into a loose bun. Not much older than I, her face was stern, but you could tell that despite that, she smiled often.

Finally, I broke the silence. “Lady…if I could go now?”

“Yes, of course, dear. One final word though: You know you’ll have to tell your benefactor that you failed tonight. I’m assuming you have some sort of compensation…?”

“Yes, lady. Of course, lady.”

“Good girl. Now, you may go.”

I performed a quick bow, then turned and hurried out of her office. Despite having a motherly attitude towards all of the members of the guild, the guildmaster still had a harsh side that came to the surface when things did not go as planned.

When I was sure no one was looking, I pulled the amulet out from under my shirt. Jarret was really an idiot not to search me. Always search a thief.

The medallion should have been warm from being so close to my body, but it still felt cool to the touch. Surely it had to be worth something; at least enough to pay my benefactor.

As I walked down the hall, I saw someone who made instantly made me smile. “Rory!”

““Rae! How’d your job go tonight?” She yelled down the hall as she hurried towards me.

I winced. “Don’t ask.”

“That bad, huh?” She asked as she threw her arm around my shoulder, pulling me towards our room.

“Worse.” I answered. Okay, so it wasn’t really as bad as all that, but I was annoyed, and it sounded good at the time.

She raised her eyebrow at me, and I feigned a hurt expression. “You don’t believe me?” I teased.

“Come to the room, and tell me about it; then I’ll make up my mind.” She said as she flashed me a grin.

I smothered a laugh as she pulled me along. Rory was the best friend I’d ever had; she put up with every single one of my odd quirks.

Pushing open the door to our room, I immediately collapsed on my bed. Staying up all night was beginning to take its toll on me.

Rory perched on the edge of my bed. “So, what went wrong?”

“Pretty much everything.”

Rory tapped her fingers, almost glaring in my direction, and I had the feeling she wanted me to be more specific. I sighed then continued. “I was set up. The house had trip lines all through it, and there was nobody in the bed. Luckily this caught my eye as I was heading out.” I pulled the amulet out from beneath my shirt again, and tossed it at Rory.

“I don’t recognize the metal, or the stone.” She said, turning it over in her hands.

“I know, neither do I. I’m hoping it will be enough to satisfy my benefactor…if not, I don’t know what I’ll do.”

“Aw, you know everyone here would give a bit if you couldn’t pay; everyone loves you!”

“They just know if I got kicked out, they’d get a whole lot less entertainment.” I said, laughing.

“True.” Rory agreed, a grin making her beautiful face slightly impish.

“Hey!” I shouted, as I gave her arm a playful punch. “You’re not suppose to agree!”

Rory’s face was comical as she tried to pull the laughter inside, and replace it with a stoic expression. “Right. My apologies.” She managed before breaking into another giggling fit. I might have rolled my eyes.

When she’d pulled herself together, Rory stood up straightened her clothes. “Well, it might have been a long night for you, but I didn’t get a job, so I have work to do.”

She tossed me the amulet, and left the room, shutting the door behind her. I sat there, turning the strange piece of jewelry around in my hands, still marveling at how cold it felt even after being held. It was certainly a mystery, and one I was determined to solve.

~ Calleigh

Boo! >:D

Yes, I have come back!!!! :D I have decided to return to the world of blogging!  So, here's something I wrote just kind of off the top of my head. :) Not exactly happy or inspiring...but, yeah...

The pain spirals,

The hurt’s so clear.

Anguished cries fill my soul,

And I wonder if you hear?

Do you hear all the things I say?

Do you notice all I try to do?

Is everything I say in vain?

Do my strained smiles ever reach you?

Do my choked back tears make no difference?

Does my friendship fall flat, never to be returned?

Do I even matter to you?

Are the “I love you’s” just a sham?

Are the hugs a cover up?

Are the words whispered softly in my ear, just part of a mask you wear?

~ Lei

For Aimee

I love you, Sis. <3

The pain I see so clear,

It haunts my every thought

I long to take your burden from you

But it’s not something I can give.

My heart yearns to understand,

To show my love, to make you believe

In the amazing person I think you are.

~ Lei

Another Scene from my OYAN :)

Okay, here is another scene from my OYAN...it contains a pretty big spoiler, so if you don't want to know what's going to happen, don't read it! :P  I just need help because I don't think it's emotional enough! So if you have any tips, they would be greatly appreciated!!! :D

I looked at him, unsure of what to think.

“I’m sorry Rae, but I have to do this.”

“Why? I thought you were my friend! But you’re no better than Keeran!”

“Give me the amulet, Rae.”

I looked down at the small, minor gem resting in my palm. How could something that looked so insignificant be worth all the lives lost searching for it? Was it worth another one?

“Rael, give me the amulet, or say good bye to the boy.”

“I—I can’t!”

Aro’s eyes filled with dread. “Stupid girl! You’re not supposed to do this! He said you would give me the amulet in return for the boy’s life!”

“Who is he, Aro? Tell me!”

“I can’t tell you. He’ll….he’ll kill me.” Aro repositioned his hand on the knife and pushed down harder on Coradel’s neck. “Now, give me the stone, or he will die.”

I looked again at the stone, then up at Coradel, his young face twisted in pain. “Here. Take it.”

Aro’s eyes gleamed as he looked down at my hand. Reaching out, he pushed Coradel at me, and made a grab for the gem... And I let him have it. To me, the stone wasn’t worth that much.

“Thank you, Rael. It’s been a pleasure.” With these words, Aro spun around, and left the cavern, gem clutched firmly in his hand.

I hugged Coradel close, thankful that we had both made it out of the situation alive. Yes, I was alive, but a part of me was certainly dead. Why was I surprised that there would be another betrayal in my life? I should be used to it by now…but I had let him get too close. He was just like Keeran. And why not? They were cousins, I should have expected it.

Tears pooled in my eyes, and I blinked fast to push them away, but it didn’t work. Instead they ran down my cheeks, a silent tribute to friendship lost.

~ Lei

*Blushes*

Wow...I haven't posted in a long time....*blushes again* Anyway! I have a new free-writing exercise! *listens to readers groan* Yeah, I know...but I will be posting another scene from my OYAN soon...hopefully...so, just bear with me!! *laughs*
So, actually with this, I didn't have a prompt, this one just came from me needing to get some emotions out. *smiles* I hope you enjoy!!! :D

The anger stays,

So close, so near,

It haunts my every thought.

The anger pulses hot within,

But my heart does not its fire feel.

Two friends are hurt,

Two friends need healed,

Two friends whom I must comfort,

But is it something I can give?

Do I offer too little?

Do I ask too much?

Do I hurt more than I help?

My heart I pour out hesitantly,

Afraid of rejection's sharp edge,

Is it acknowledged? Ignored?

My friends I’m reaching out to you,

But I can only reach so far.

Let me give all that I can,

Let me help heal your wounded heart.

~ Lei

*Thinks*

Hello Everyone!  So, I don't have anything of my OYAN to share...because I've procrastinated....but anyway, I will soon!  But for today, I'm just going to give you a short (which I'm sure you're all very happy about) free writing exercise.  The prompt for this was silence, but like I said, it's really short. :)

The quiet falls, and with it, dread.

If fills my heart, it fills my head.

The world around me slumbers still,

As the silence echoes till,

All around me quake fear,

At all that goes unspoken here.

~ Lei

OYAN Novel Scene

AH!! I really need to think of different titles, because it totally ruins what I'm going to say here! *glares at title*  Anyway, as the annoying thing above says, this is a scene I'm hoping to be able to use in my OYAN novel! :D  If you haven't read my synopsis, this is from the view of my protagonist Rael.  Hope you enjoy! And if you have any tips or correctings, comment, email, or PM me :P

I looked around. All was dark, all was quiet; everything was going just how I wanted it to. Skulking towards the bed, I pulled my favorite knife from its sheath. As I approached, I had a strange feeling all was not as it should be. Upon closer observance, the body in the bed was oddly proportioned, with arms and legs sticking out at odd angles.

I closed my eyes and breathed in deeply. I had been set up. There was no one in the bed, I was getting no money for this job, and I might not escape it with my life. Forcing myself to be calm, I quickly ran through a mental list of escape possibilities. Deciding the window would be the best way out, I started towards it only to turn and look back at the bed. I had to be sure. No money meant I wouldn’t be eating for the rest of the week and I couldn’t take that chance. Of course I could just steal something, but being paid to steal something for someone else is different than stealing for myself.

When I was about four feet away, knife raised, I felt a tingling across my legs. “Blast!” I really hate magic.

I held still, hoping I hadn’t triggered, only brushed the magic line. That I wasn’t dead was a good clue, but you could never be sure. I stepped back slowly, then sprinted for the window which was looking better by the second. I threw myself at it, hoping I would survive the fall. But I didn’t go through.

My head hit a magical barrier that set my short hair on end and sent tingles up and down my body. I take back what I said about hating magic. I loathe it. Magic is what people pay too much for that gets folks in trouble and ruins people’s honest lives! Well in my case, maybe not so honest, but still…you see my point.

I swirled around looking for another escape route. Nothing. I would have to go back through the house. Catapulting myself down the stairs, relieved to have left the room, I was rather careless. What I mean is I didn’t notice that I’d walked through a cord of magic till I felt the spark of it on my skin. Double blast.

I might as well go on now. With no regard to my surroundings, I dashed through the house. Reaching the door, I hurled it open and threw myself outside. Right at the feet of the provost guard.

~ Lei

It Ish here! :P

I am finally posting my OYAN synopsis! If any of you care to read it...*hint, hint* Please let me know if you like it, something should be changed, or it's a lame idea that is a complete waste of time.  So, here it is! *posts and hides*

Rael is a common city thief, who after a botched job gets thrown into something more dangerous than she would have thought possible. The race is on to find the amulet that could either save the Empire, or destroy it. But she is not the only one after the gem. Sarmad, Emperor’s Magician is also in search of the stone. Will Rael do what she has feared all her life, and in doing so acknowledge a part of herself kept long buried? Will she accept the man that has been waiting for her? Or will she reject the penitent love and stay hidden, letting Sarmad carry out his plans in return for some sort of freedom?


See, I told you it was lame! :P...just kidding...I think... *laughing* *leaves before she can think of something else rediculous to say* Ah! Too late!! *kicks herself off of blog* Seriously, I'm really leaving this time...

~ Lei

Hello Peoples!!

Hello...again...*facepalm* Why do I always sound so stupid when I write these?! :)
Anyway...I have another free-writing exercises *readers groan in distress* I'm sorry, it's all I've got at the moment...although I will be putting my OYAN synopsis up possibly either tomorrow or Monday. :)
But anyway, here's the exercise, the prompt being acceptance. :D

I see the way they look at you.

The way they laugh,

The way they talk.

I see the hurt that fills your eyes

As you wonder at the contempt,

The disdain, no smile can hide.

I feel the need to reach out.

To comfort you.

I pull you into my arms,

I hold you close,

I tell you how much your life is worth.

I smile as you life your head,

I see your eyes empty of the dread,

That so often haunted your every step,

Your every thought, till there was nothing left.

Your friend forever I will be,

In honour of those who accepted me.

The ones who lifted me, gave me a hand.

The ones who showed me how to take stand.

For all that I believed was right,

So I could help you here tonight.

~ Lei

*Sigh*

Ah!! I have not posted this entire year!!! *runs around screaming* *remembers that someone might actually read what she is writing* *embarrassed cough* Sorry about that...
Anyway...I hope everyone is having an amazing 2011!  Who knows what it will hold for all of us, but I hope it will be a year that gives us wonderful memories, and if not, then at least makes us thankful for what we had last year.
So, I wrote another free-writing exercise, this time with follower Reaganrocket04! Our word was Perseverance, and I'm going to post both of them here (with his permission) so that you can see the different results from the same word. :)

Reagan's:

Looking ahead

not looking back

continuing on

pursuing a goal

no matter the adversity

no matter the success

no matter the loss

no matter the gain

striving for the prize again and again


not stopping

pressing on

no matter the suffering

no matter the pain

no matter the opposition

no matter how insane

pushing forward again and again

Mine:

I push

I struggle

I try to breathe.

I cry out

Against all that ties me down.

I must go on,

I must not stop

Until I've served my purpose.

The chains are heavy,

The grief is strong,

But I decide to carry on.

To push through all that's in my way,

I must serve my Saviour well today.

I must be strong,

Must be steadfast,

Until I fulfull my every task

To walk with Him each and everyday,

To let my Saviour have his way.

~ Lei