Yet more 15min fics...
Start: 7:22
End: 7:29
Word: Sign
The sign for the Crossroads was different for every world. Some were painted nice an bright, recieving fresh coats every spring; others lay uncared for, the paint washed away from the torent of the seasons. Yet everyone signaled safety, shelter, and good times, dull or bright. The Crossroads was always a neutral ground; races good and evil mingled without trouble, for trouble brought people no one wished to mess with. It was at the sign of the Crossroads that every one passed world to world; it was at this sign that love and friendships were bound. It was the sign that all knew, and no one would ever forget.
More Crossroads love. =D Maybe I'll get enough to write a book someday.
End: 7:29
Word: Sign
The sign for the Crossroads was different for every world. Some were painted nice an bright, recieving fresh coats every spring; others lay uncared for, the paint washed away from the torent of the seasons. Yet everyone signaled safety, shelter, and good times, dull or bright. The Crossroads was always a neutral ground; races good and evil mingled without trouble, for trouble brought people no one wished to mess with. It was at the sign of the Crossroads that every one passed world to world; it was at this sign that love and friendships were bound. It was the sign that all knew, and no one would ever forget.
More Crossroads love. =D Maybe I'll get enough to write a book someday.