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Quote: Words are pale shadows of forgotten names. As names have power, words have power. Words can light fires in the minds of men. Words can wring tears from the hardest of hearts. --Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind

The Fellowship

August 29, 2010

The Kingdom of Arrethtrae by Chuck Black

A recent young-teen series I've gotten into (mainly for the music but now for the message) is that of The Kingdom of Arrethtrae. So far I own 3 of 6 books in the series. I've added the synopsis's for the first three books; these synopsis's have been copied from the following site: [EDIT: The synopses given are different than the ones on the back of the book; I just checked]. Finally, I have included my opinion about the book at the end of each synopsis.

BOOK 1: SIR KENDRICK & The Castle of Bel Lione

 A dangerous new order threatens the mission of the Knights of Arrethtrae. Only loyalty to the King can bring victory!

As the Knights of the Prince await His triumphant return, they are steadfast in their mission to take His story into the kingdom and recruit as many as are willing. But when a new and dangerous threat is revealed, their mission is jeopardized. 

Sir Kendrick and his young charge, the impetuous Sir Duncan, are sent on a mission to discover the identity and origin of a secretive new order known as the Vincero Knights. They travel to the city of Bel Lione where Lord Ra has been enticing young people in the kingdom to join his festivals, after which many choose not to return home. Their families keep quiet for fear of repercussion. 

When Sir Duncan disappears while trying to discover the truth of Lord Ra's castle, Sir Kendrick attempts to find and enlist the help of a mysterious warrior. Time is short for he must save Duncan and call upon the knights of Chessington to join in the battle against the evil Lord Ra.

Journey to Arrethtrae, where these knights of noble heart live and die in loyal service to the King and the Prince. These knights are mighty, for they serve a mighty King. They are...the Knights of Arrethtrae!

My Opinion: A great book that will captivate all audiences. I particularly like the journey Sir Kendrick takes to find the secret entrance into the castle. The intensity level is medium; mystery is medium; and tension is medium.

BOOK 2: SIR BENTLEY and Holbrook Court

A brave young knight searches for truth in a kingdom ravaged by deceptive warlords and vicious beasts. Discovering it will cost him everything!

The Noble Knights are an order of men sworn to serve the King and protect His beloved city. In their zeal to serve the King, they attempt to eradicate the Followers, a band of self-proclaimed knights that serve a fanatical man who called himself the Son of the King. 

Young Sir Bentley is the pride of Chessington...and of the Noble Knights. But when Bentley joins the mission to hunt down and destroy the elusive band of Followers, he enters a world of doubt and contradiction about his own calling as a knight. Bentley's warring heart forces him to choose between the legacy of his family honor and the small still voice that calls him to seek out Truth.

Bentley's mission leads him to the edges of the kingdom where a ruthless castle lord governs the people with an iron fist and their only hope lies in the merciful acts of a mysterious young maiden. From the treachery of a dark warlord to the jaws of a mountain leviathan, will Bentley's journey lead him to a life of true nobility?

Journey to Arrethtrae, where these knights of noble heart live and die in loyal service to the King and the Prince. These knights are mighty, for they serve a mighty King. They are...the Knights of Arrethtrae!

My Opinion: A charming adventure of compassion and humility. Who would have guessed a girl in rags would give so much and a knight so bold would risk his life the way he did? Intensity level is high; mystery is high; and tension is high.

BOOK 3: SIR DALTON And The Shadow Heart

Many young Knights of the Prince have mysteriously disappeared and no one knows why. Can Sir Dalton discover the truth or will he be the next victim of Evil's plot.

Sir Dalton, a knight training in service to the Prince, seems to have everything going for him. Young, popular, and a natural leader, he has earned the respect and admiration of his fellow knights, especially the beautiful Lady Brynn. 

But something is amiss at the training camp. Their new trainer is popular but lacks the passion to inspire them to true service to the King and the Prince. Besides this, the knights are too busy enjoying a season of good times to be concerned with a disturbing report that many of their fellow Knights have mysteriously gone mission.

When Sir Dalton is sent on a mission, he begins to encounter strange attacks, especially when he is alone. As his commitment wanes, the attacks grow in intensity until he is captured by Lord Drox, a massive Shadow Warrior. Dalton comes face to face with the nightmare that had been lurking nearby all the while and must decide if he is truly committed to following the Prince. Bruised and beaten, Dalton refuses to submit to evil and initiates a daring and bold escape with only one of two or death. Will he survive and what will become of the other hundreds of knights that he will leave behind? In a kingdom of peril, Dalton thinks he is on his own, but two faithful friends have not abandoned him, and neither has a strange old hermit who seems to know much about the Prince. 

Journey to Arrethtrae, where these knights of noble heart live and die in loyal service to the King and the Prince. These knights are mighty, for they serve a mighty King. They are...the Knights of Arrethtrae!

My Opinion: This book is enchanting and fast-paced. While it contains more romance than the previous two books, it also has far more tension. With death ravens lurking around the corner and huge Shadow Warriors torturing hopeless souls, you'll be hooked till the end. Intensity level is high; mystery level is medium-high; and tension level is high-high (but not extreme).

August 28, 2010

Happy Happy Happy!

  • I have finished Venom and Song!! (V&S)
  • I also have another book to read :)

The ultimate post of a happy person is a short post that portrays that happiness with gusto. :) 


 I have read V&S...I have read V&S...I can't believe that I read it because I waited so long for it but now I've actually read's kind of hard to contain this excitement. I hope this is have no clue how elated I am :) :) :) 

Signed With So Much Fervor My Pen Broke, 


August 27, 2010

Blue Eyed Gerbil

How's the weather out there? Any odd things happening (any blue eyed gerbil's peeping from the sky)? Well where I am we just finished having a hot week. Then bam! it hits. The wind speed yesterday rose uber high; sagebrush and tumbleweeds were flopping and rolling about on the ground, wheeling past the house as though they were on fire (which they weren't, thankfully). It felt as though the whole house was going to be lifted from the ground and dashed somewhere. Well...perhaps not SO dramatic (I can be dramatic eh? oh well).

This morning I woke up freezing cold. And then I found a horse on the deck. Talk about weird! My fingers burn from guitar practice and now they're frozen. Thankfully they're cold rather than hot; I dislike the heat; 30 degrees is much to warm for me. I prefer it around 23.

Anyways, this is just a random post {with inspiration taken from Jake's blog "Pen in My Hand"} so I hope you enjoy my rant about the weather. If anything strange has been happening your way feel free to comment about it :) Disasterous weather scenes in fiction novels always go down well (and I take my inspiration from real life weather).

Signed with Fervour,


August 26, 2010

My Apologies

If you are missing a follower then I might be a possible culprit and thus offer my apologies. You see, I have followed so many sites that I can't keep track of them all and my most dear "friends" online here are getting bumped aside as I try and keep up with everything. I believe I was at 100+ sites that I followed, so after much scrutiny, humming, and hawing, I managed to bring that number down to 48. I know I'll miss many of the sites and writers dearly and may add them back after a while, but for the current time I simply cannot process all the babble coming into my dashboard. If I no longer follow your site then please accept my apologies; I might be back later :)

Yours Truly,


Characters Galore!

Writers are weird. There, I said it. We really are, you know; how many people do you know right now (not from online but from your friends and family that you see every day) that do the following?
  • Smile and ask their parents/spouse for a $50 gift certificate to the bookstore as their only birthday present.
  • Spend their spare time talking to their main character.
  • Take 2 hours brainstorming for the name of their novel rather than spend those 2 hours brainstorming for science homework.
  • Take a cracker from the snack cupboard and tell the people around them, "This is how my character would eat." 
  • Dream of how to torture their antagonist/protagonist.
  • Fret over how to best word a sentence. No wait...fret about the wording of a sentence. No, that doesn't sound right: fret over sentence structure? Ah, forget it.
  • Stare at the stars and pretend they're in [insert name of world]
  • Carry a notebook around to jot down information about historical artifacts and weather phenomena while on vacation.
  • Say, when asked which room in the house is their favourite, "My room, because I keep my book collection there." 
  • Read over 5 books per week if given the chance.

Okay, I could go on, but I think you get the point. As writers and/or authors, we all look at the world a bit different then those around us who aren't writers. I say we use our brains differently from the "common" public just as scientists use their brains differently than we do. (by the way, trying to be a scientist and a writer is tough work; I know from experience)

So now on to my topic of interest. Characters. How many do you have currently? I can't even count the ones I know from memory. Perhaps the ones I can recall best include:
  • Galeron the Silent Wanderer
  • Victoria the orphan
  • Mr. Valemonte (the devil in disguise)
  • Ms. Crabby (aka. Farina, the evil miniature angel)

As I try to get to know my characters better, I find that I spend more time forcing them to be who I want them to be rather than allowing them to "show me" who they really are. For instance, I have always tried to fit Mr. Valemonte to the form of a skinny, ramrod man with a creased face. But that is NOT who he is. Every time I try and write about him he seems to sneer back at me and say "Bah. You don't know what you're doing!" Of course, the only reason this occurs is because I have not allowed my characters to develop independent of my own forceful hand. I now see that Mr. Valemonte is really a tall, serene looking man with a bit of a paunch who has creases on his face (everywhere but the eyes). And his breath smells. You see, you can't force your characters to be who you want them to be, you have to let them become whom God intends them to be.

The other important point I must make is that the more characters you have the more challenging your writing will become. I have never had many characters in my writing, and if I do add extra ones in part way, it is because I need them to strengthen my main character's appearance. See, everything you do must be done to benefit your main character. No one else really matters in the story. Your reader is going to attach to one individual and the rest will be considered casually on the side. This is a key mistake in writing; too many "important" characters cause the reader to become confused. Every extra character you add into your story must have their whole life based on molding your main character to become the individual you wish them to be.

An example: Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen; The MC (Elizabeth Bennett) is shown to be a prideful and prejudiced young lady (although at first we don't see this as so). Austen adds many different characters to the tale to show the reader how Lizzy changes. Mrs. Bennett, Mr. Bennett, GAh, the whole gamboozle of them all are there to act as indicators for the reader so he/she can determine exactly how much Lizzy has changed over the course of the tale.

So now I leave you with three things to ponder:

{1} Writers/Authors are strange individuals.
{2} Get to really know your characters so they can be themselves.
{3} Your main character is the most important.

August 25, 2010

The Door Within by Wayne Thomas Batson

Aidan Thomas is an introvert and somewhat overweight. Unlike most fantasy book characters one wouldn't consider him to be the hero of this story, but surprisingly he is.

Aidan's family moves from Maryland to Colorado. This takes out any excitement a kid could possibly have in life. Not only has he left his best friend Robby (a charming athletic boy) who at least made him feel socially presentable, but he now lives in a house with his grandfather who appears to be "losing it".

Finally a change comes that brings a whopping load of excitment to Aidan's life; he discovers mysterious scrolls in the basement of his new home. Upon reading them, Aidan's imagination is swept into a world where the forces of good and evil epically clash. He learns of King Eliam and Paragor and his heart is drawn to this new realm.

A riddle that Aidan finds inside one of the scrolls leads him to enter The Realm, where he is soon given a quest. Will Aidan step out of his shell and conquer his fears or will he give in and let evil win?

To read more about Wayne Thomas Batson, visit his website at The Door Within

August 22, 2010

Welcome Koji

Welcome Koji! You're our new friend and we hope you like it at our home. I know you're a dog, but you're special because you're Shinzou's Akita. We're happy to be able to take care of you. We're also sorry that you couldn't continue to live at your master's home; I understand you were having a hard time and got a bit snappy. That's ok; hopefully you'll find it peaceful here and settle down. Perhaps you can even go back to your master in a year or two, but in the mean time, just think of your stay here as a doggy spa. We love you and Jesus loves you to! <3 

Squeaks and the Family.

August 19, 2010


Ever wanted to earn money on the internet that you can spend on the internet? Ever wanted to get an Amazon gift card or iTunes gift card without going to the mall or entering your visa number on the net? Swagbucks is now the better way to go! :P

So maybe my advertising skills aren't pro, but I must admit that Swagbucks deserves the promo. My sibling(s) stumbled onto this site a couple days ago and it seemed too good to be true. Yet, upon further research I found Swagbucks to be 100% legal. Not only that, but when I'm researching for a school report, I can now be earning money. The site randomly picks individuals to earn "swagbucks". You can also hunt across the net for "swag codes" (which give you raises) or you can take surveys and answer various poll questions. The result? You'll earn online money towards buying books, supplies, and gift cards.

I'm pretty excited about earning towards music, books, or technological gadgets and I figured that you guys would enjoy the information too. I know some of you already use Swagbucks, but for those of you who don't, I encourage you to check it out, especially if you surf the internet lots and buy online often :)


Search & Win

August 17, 2010


Fall of Constantinople: Represents the chaos in my head as I try and write something useful.
MWAHAHA! Random blurp. Sorry, nothing useful in this post guys :) I'm afraid I just had to put the most nonsensical words on the screen for the sake of seeing something new on this blog without actually working to write up something with sense. XD



August 10, 2010

Back: Not Really

I've been terribly busy the last few days attending concerts and birthdays and fun things. Tomorrow I'm off to do some mountain climbing and rope stuff. It's going to be so much fun! I would like to write more but currently the most I can get out of myself is the paper work I'm filling in for biology and calculus. Yes, you guys matter to me, but work and family do come first :P So as you enjoy the last few weeks of summer you might be mildly surprised to see a post from Squeaks pop up on your dashboard. Other than a few dribbles of news here and there you probably won't get much!

I am glad to say that I have finished reading Perelandra and am part way through That Hideous Strength. I loved the ending to the second book and am greatly enjoying the third!

I really like this new font I found for my blog (do you like it too?) I found it on another blog and thought it was smooth so I figured I'd use it on mine too! It's easier on my eyes...if you've got any comments lemme know!

The weather has finally cleared up from being overcast and rainy. It's as though nature caught a cold and was wheezing on me; thankfully the shadows are moving out and the sun is supposed to shine warmly tomorrow! I'll be glad to see creation in the light again (darkness always has ill effects on my mood).

I had pulled pork for dinner (it was done the "quick way" but nevertheless it was awesome). You missed out :P Yummy yummy yum yum!

Well, that's about it for now. I've got lots on my mind but I feel like some action. Perhaps I'll go out and run around a bit. Enjoy the week folks!

Sincerely Yours,


August 5, 2010

Classical Tales: Why Do They Still Live?

Classics such as the Chronicles of Narnia, Anne of Green Gables, Little Women, Lord of the Rings, and Pride and Prejudice have long been cherished by mankind. The question I ask today is why? Such tales of love, war, peace, deceit, and far away worlds should (and the key term here is “should”) have disintegrated into the mesh of novels and novellas from the past. Yet they have endured. Why is this so?
What follows is my own, and simply my own, opinion on why classical tales have continued to survive in our world of literature.
One of the most curious things that pops to my mind when I think of classical books is the style of English used in the writing. Foremost, one can see the long scenes describing inanimate objects and sensations, and then there are the large words that have lost their meaning these days in our own literature of the 21st century (Chronicles of Narnia is exempt from this section of discussion).
I remember during my journey through LOTR I stumbled quite heavily through the long, monotonous sections of Tolkien’s descriptions. In fact, I cannot get two chapters into the Silmarillion or any other Tolkien history-based book due to the continuously boring tone used. I have tried hard to appreciate this diversity and unique usage of my language, yet for some reason that emotion never wells up inside me. It simply is not there.
Descriptive scenes are important in fantasy novels, particularly to create an image in the reader’s mind that shows them what your world that you’ve created looks like. Yet if such descriptions are long then I become terribly bored and may even shut the book and never open it again (I almost did this with Uncle Tom’s Cabin, unfortunately I had to finish the book for school). On the other hand, the descriptive scenes in C.S. Lewis’s Perelandra have captured my heart and I would love to see more books written in that tone (although the theological debates of the tale are quite tedious).
I therefore must come to the conclusion that it is the way the author introduces the scene and how they tell of what is going on that captures the reader and holds them. Too many large words and precise grammatical sequences tire the reader and turn them off. On the other hand, too many simple words and imprecise grammatical sequences cause the reader to disrespect the writer and their knowledge of the English language.
That leads me to my next point; how the writer treats their language. English is so beautiful yet so very complicated. In fact, I do believe it is one, if not THE, most complicated languages to learn. As a writer myself, I find everyday when I write my sessions are becoming more and more like competitions. I race to tell the story yet, when I re-read my work, I find that I have used the simplest English terms available and those terms are perhaps not even the best to describe what I am trying to convey to the reader. My grammar, too, tends to wobble on the brink of good and not-so-good. Because of this, I fear that if I were to publish anything it would be lost in the rubble heaps of the publishing houses. My readers would not respect my writing talent, although they might enjoy the story it would not stick with them for the rest of their lives.
Tolkien, Lewis, and other such authors have gained the respect of the public because of their ability to wield language as a weapon as well as a thoughtful touch. They know how to manipulate the words so that they dance across the pages and filter into ones very soul. Overall, it is an enchanting effect.
Although there are plenty more reasons as to why classical books and their authors continue to be cherished, I will stop here; you should have plenty of food for thought :)


August 4, 2010

Perelandra by C.S. Lewis

Exact cover of book I have

Perelandra. The word itself raises eyebrows and brings forth grunts from the mouths of people. It's a very curious word. Perhaps even more curious that C.S. Lewis chose it to represent the name of what is now known as the planet Venus. 

Although I'm only partway through Perelandra (the second book in C.S. Lewis's space trilogy) I find it haunting and enchanting; perhaps more like hauntingly enchanting, at least once I'm able to get past all the formal English language used.

The entire story reminds me somewhat of Dante's Inferno and is quite chilling in parts (although not as intensely as Dante's work). I wouldn't classify it as science fiction, rather it seems to fall within a category of religious fiction, especially since it deals strongly with theological issues. I have found it to be a very good read so far and, I expect, it will continue to be a good read through to the end. If you're interested in fantasy mixed with a bit of twisted history and science, then these books are for you. 

The other two books in the series include Out of the Silent Planet, which covers Ransom's journey to Malacandra (aka. Mars) and That Hideous Strength, which talks about nothing I'm familiar with because I haven't even read the back cover of the book XD

One last note; if you don't like reading formal English then this might not be terribly exciting for you. There are some parts where the big words send me running to a dictionary screaming "Where is it? Where is it?" It really can annoy one after a while, but I've learned to just plug through and *gasp* skip some parts. 

The following review, written by the users of Wikipedia at this next link and, is (to my current understanding) completely accurate ( Another good review can be accessed at this link:  Enjoy the review!



The story starts with the philologist Elwin Ransom, some years after his return from Mars at the end of Out of the Silent Planet, receiving a new mission from Oyarsa, the angelic ruler of Mars. Ransom is to travel to Perelandra (Venus), where is located a new Garden of Eden and a new Adam and Eve, to oppose the diabolically-inspired human physicist Professor Weston, who has been sent to corrupt the Eve figure. He is transported in a boxlike vessel seemingly made of ice, which contains only himself. He gets Lewis to blindfold him so he is not blinded by the travel due to the sunlight.
Ransom arrives in Venus, which he finds to be an oceanic paradise. One day is about 23 Earth hours, in contrast to the (roughly) 24 and 25-hour days of Earth and Mars. The sky is golden and very bright but opaque. The sun cannot be seen; hence the night is pitch black with no stars visible.
Strange, mythical creatures like winged small dragons roam the planetary sweet-water ocean, which is dotted with floating rafts of vegetation. These rafts look like small islands, and actually have plant life growing on them and animals living on them; however, having no tectonic foundations, they are in a constant state of motion. A single mountain, called the Fixed Land, exists on the planet.
Ransom quickly meets Tinidril, the Queen of the planet; a cheerful being who soon accepts him as a friend. Unlike the inhabitants of Mars in Out of the Silent Planet, she is very much like a human in physical appearance (except for her green skin); this is said to be the preferred form assumed by civilized animals as a result of the manifestation of the story's God, Maleldil, in that form. She and the King of the planet, who is largely unseen until the end, are the only human inhabitants and are the Eve and Adam of their world. They live on the floating rafts Ransom has seen and are forbidden to sleep on the "Fixed Land".
The rafts or floating islands are indeed Paradise, not only in the sense that they provide a pleasant and care-free life (until the arrival of Weston) but also in the sense that Ransom is for weeks and months naked in the presence of a beautiful, also naked woman without once lusting after her or being tempted to seduce her.
The plot thickens when Professor Weston arrives in a spaceship and lands in a part of the ocean quite close to the Fixed Land. He at first announces that he is a reformed man, but appears to still be in search of power. He pledges allegiance to what he calls the "Life-Force", and subsequently shows signs of demonic possession. Weston finds the Queen and tries to tempt her into defying Maleldil's orders by spending a night on the Fixed Land. Ransom, perceiving this, believes that he must act as a counter-tempter.
Well versed in the Bible and Christian theology, Ransom realises that if the pristine Queen, who has never heard of Evil, succumbs to Weston's arguments, the Fall of Man will be re-enacted on Perelandra. He does his best during day after day of lengthy arguments illustrating various approaches to temptation, but the demonic Weston shows super-human brilliance in debate (though when "off-duty" he displays moronic, asinine behaviour and small-minded viciousness) and moreover appears in no need of sleep.
With the demonic Weston on the verge of winning, the desperate Ransom hears in the night what he gradually realises is a Divine voice, commanding him to physically attack the Tempter. Ransom is highly reluctant, and debates with the divine (inner) voice for the entire duration of the night. A curious twist is introduced here; whereas the name "Ransom" is said to be derived from the title "Ranolf's Son", it can also refer to a reward given in exchange for a treasured life. Recalling this, and recalling that his God would (and has) sacrifice Himself in a similar situation, Ransom decides to confront the Tempter outright.
Ransom attacks his opponent bare-handed, using only physical force. The Tempter, unable to withstand this despite his superior abilities of rhetoric, flees, whereupon Ransom chases him over the ocean, both riding the backs of giant and friendly fish. During a fleeting truce, the 'real' Weston momentarily re-inhabits his body, and displays his experience of Hell, wherein the damned soul is not consigned to the pain of flames, but is absorbed and "digested" by the Devil, eventually losing all personality completely.
While Ransom is distracted by his horror and his feelings of pity and compassion for Weston, the demon takes control of the body, surprises Ransom, and tries to drown him. The two continue the chase and enter a subterranean cavern, where Ransom seemingly kills Weston and having done so searches for a route to the surface. Weston's body, horribly injured but still animated by the Devil, follows him. When they meet for the last time in another cavern, Ransom smashes Weston's head with a stone and consigns the body to volcanic flames.
Returning to the planet's surface after a long travail through the caverns of Perelandra, Ransom recuperates from his injuries, all of which heal fully except for a bite on his heel which he sustained at some point in the battle, which continues bleeding for the rest of his time on earth.
Ransom meets the King and Queen together with the Oyéresu of Mars and Venus, all of whom celebrate the prevention of a second biblical "Fall" and begin to create their utopia. The story climaxes with Ransom's vision of the essential truth of life in the Solar System, and possibly of the nature of God: strongly paralleling the journeys of Dante in the Divine Comedy.
His mission accomplished, he returns, rather reluctantly, to Earth to continue the fight against the forces of evil on their own territory.

August 1, 2010

The Development of Tension

Every good story requires the development of tension. This special asset of novels is perhaps one of the most important ways a writer can reel in their readers. Unfortunately, the expression of emotion and development of the situation to convey tension is often hard and requires may re-writes and practice. Since most of you on Bloggosphere are familiar with the writing process and/or are experienced writers, it would be a pleasure to have you rate and "grade" the following excerpt from "A Peculiar Thing Indeed". Here are the things you must grade, each on a scale of 1 - 10:

  1. Smoothness of development. Does the excerpt have a smooth transition from tense situation to relaxation? (1 = poor, 10 = great)
  2. Tension (1 = none, 10 = lots!)
  3. Description (1 = not enough, 10 = perfect!); just the right amount of description is needed to make a scene come alive.
  4. Your experience (1 = boring, 10 = my heart rate accelerated); as a reader, the tension of the experience should get your heart pumping...if it doesn't then something is probably wrong.
  5. Interruptions (1 = too many, 10 = none); too many interruptions quell the feeling of tension and make the moment less stressful.
  6. Any other comments: just jot down whatever else you think is important for me to know :)

And now for the excerpt...

Sam bolted upright in bed. Her sheets were soaked with sweat and she felt her heart thumping against her ribs at a furious pace. Her comforter lay against the far wall of the room and her pillow was torn. White feathers spilled out of the mangled side and onto the floor.
Slowly, Sam got up and flicked on her light switch. She grabbed her comforter and wrapped it around her. Her pillow greeted her gaze when she turned her eyes towards her bed. Wiping sweat from her brow, she carefully placed the wounded item on a chair and grabbed another pillow from her closet.
It was just a dream, Sam told herself as she climbed back onto her bed. She went to turn the light out when a faint scratching sound reached her ear. Sam froze. The sound stopped and a low moan echoed from near her window. Slowly, very slowly, Sam turned around and then snickered at her childish fear. It was only a tree branch scratching her window and the moaning was simply the wind rushing against the roof.
Still, Sam wasn’t courageous enough to turn out her light and fall back to sleep. She threw her legs over the side of her bed and glanced at the clock while she slipped on her slippers. The time read 10:22pm. Enough time to grab a cup of tea, she thought to herself.

Please post your complete judgment in a comment; your opinions will be released on Tuesday (August 3rd).


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