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Sorry I didn't update the rest of the story, my aunt didn't have a computer, I cant do it now 'cuz I'm at school. However I have another story at school. Enjoy!
This isn't 'Nursing My Broken Heart', it's 'Impure World - Rise'.
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The purple stone lay on her hand. Soft and smooth and beautiful. But useless. The only thing left to her (other than the house, the money, the surrounding woods) by her parents, was completely useless. Like all the rest of it. The mansion was pretty but the summer house would have done. The money was needed but a few Jerai would have done. The woods… the one place she could go. Have her own space to herself, her own little bubble. That was… helpful, but not a necessity. Touza stood and pulled back the ‘brick’ and placed the small stone back inside. The brick was the place she kept everything important to her. If she placed them there, the maids won’t touch them. ‘Probably because they don’t know about this place’ thought Touza. The brick seemed like a normal brick but was in fact a hidden storage room. Once you pulled back the brick, a small safe opens up and that is where Touza puts her things. Every morning is the same. She wakes up two hours before wakeup call and takes out her stone to handle it. Then puts it back. The time was still 4:56 AM. ‘Enough time to go outside’ thought Touza. She got up from her bed and changed out from her bed clothes and into her outdoor breeches. Green breeches and a dark brown tunic, with a black leather belt to keep the tunic tight against her waist. It was always the same clothes. Always. Of course Touza washed them but on those days, she simply didn’t go outside. It was a nice sunny day and a lazy breeze fanned passed her, tousling her hair. Touza favourite month, the start of a new beginning, May, was here. The small flowers outside the mansion had already begun to bloom; Touza suspected they would be ready for her birthday. The maids always put on a celebration though she insisted that she would be better without one. Suddenly the air changed. But not in a bad way. The air was warmer and softer but the change was sudden. ‘Deer’ thought Touza. The deer always came this time of morning, and no matter how Touza behaved, she knew the deer were not afraid of her. The warmth was probably because the spring was the mating season for the resident deer and well… love is in the air! Touza checked her watch, still a lot of time left. Touza let the wind lead her. She didn’t know where she was going, she was just going with the wind, and all she knew is that when the time came, the wind would lead her back. As Touza walked slowly, more like wafted along. And as she crossed the small stream, she heard voices. ‘Humans’ Touza thought. ‘Non-magic folk, jealous of those who are detached form humanity- Jinshui. Still rules by the laws and qualities of humanity. Pitiful creatures.’ This phrase was from another of her useless items. One of her maids had said the book was found in the library with a note attached from her father:
‘For little Touza, if I don’t get to teach her what she is’.
Touza had learnt all of her magic from that book, none of it was helpful but it was all she needed to know. She couldn’t go to school, not when she knew what she was. Her family was one of the few that had learnt the secrets of magic. But not only did her family know magic, they knew that magic was strongest when you are no longer human. To be human, you need a few basics: Food, water, shelter, company and love. Touza’s family along with a few others had learnt that by breaking the rules of company and love and learning to control their feelings and rely on themselves and not others, they could become stronger. Of course, Touza did have company and love but she was able to control her feelings. She could fight for herself and spoke her thoughts. She was Jinshui. But there was one rule that she could not break, never become a beast. Simple enough, all Touza had to do was love, but be subtle, care but be careful, feel but never feel sorry for yourself. Touza watched the herd pass, a few nuzzled her for food and she fed them a nut and then they carried on walking. Then Touza remembered what day it was. 1st of May, the deer king’s day. It was the day when all the deer in the country went to pay respects to their king. Touza checked her clock. Nearly 5:00! She rushed back to her room, changed back into her bed clothes and sunk back into sleep. The maids would wake her in one hour, until then all she had to do was rest.
The maid came in at 6:00 AM. The sun was out and the morning was a bright one. Touza’s breakfast was laid out on her bed side table and after she was woken up, Touza ate quietly
‘The deer are not going to be back for another few days so the wind would probably lead me down to the river, further away from home but when the time comes, and the deer return, the fawns shall be a sight to see’. After breakfast (of a fine onion and tomato soup) Touza washed and dressed into a special festive dress. A beautiful dress of green silk with the hems of the sleeves where made of rich dark green velvet. The silk was decorated with pretty patterns of deer and rabbits. Today was a special day. The 1st of May was the day that spring began. There was always a ceremony for that day. Touza tied up her hair into a high bun, leaving her fringe covering her right eye and then curling beneath her chin. As she walked out from her bedroom, her small young maid came walking through the corridor. She was dressed in rags as she could not afford much. ‘Come here’ Touza said. The maid obeyed straight away. She came to Touza’s side, curtseyed and asked what her will was. Touza made the maid follow her to her bedroom. She dug into her closet and pulled out a dark green dress made of silk. It was Touza’s smallest dress. It would probably fit the young maid. ‘Wear this’. The maid was shocked and reeled back. ‘I can’t where that! It’s yours, young mistress!’ Touza stepped forward and smiled. She handed over the dress and said ‘I want you to be my personal maid, you have to where this since your coming with me to the ceremony’. The small maid looked shocked, then she starting smiling and in no time at all, she was on the floor weeping at Touza’s feet saying ‘thank you’. Touza smiled. She had made a good choice. She had always desired a personal maid, and this girl was perfect. Naïve and sweet, small and young, perfect. Touza hurried to stop her new personal maid crying and helped her apply her make-up and her accessories (though the maid kept on crying out saying that it was too much for a maid). While Touza was putting a pale green bead necklace around her friend’s neck, Touza suddenly remembered something. Touza stepped back and dropped to her knees, as a Jinshui, how could she forget this! ‘Please forgive my rudeness, I have not asked your name have I?’ Touza asked. The maid gasped and pulled Touza up. ‘My name is Kyare, but if you dare bow to me again, I shall be leaving’. Touza smiled and hugged Kyare. No more words were needed, since she was a Jinshui, Touza had the ability to send her feeling to people close to her through the form of music. Kyare wasn’t just a maid. She was also a friend. Touza had had many personal maids and whenever she felt like it, Touza changed her maid. But never before had any of the maids been dressed in fine clothe wear, taken to the May ceremony or been bowed to by the young mistress. Kyare knew how special this made her, and upon doing so, Kyare felt a huge rush of fondness towards the young mistress. Kyare vowed then to herself that no matter what happened, if Kyare could, she would always protect the young mistress.
The May ceremony was a beautiful ceremony where all the nations’ Jinshui would come together to celebrate the day that the first Jinshui unlocked their hearts. Touza herself had no idea what this meant, but when she came of age, she would be told everything. ‘Fat chance’ thought Touza, ‘I don’t have parents to teach me, none of the maids are Jinshui and since my parents aren’t here, I can’t apply for a place at a mage school’.
This year’s ceremony was to be held at a small hall, surrounded by a ring of trees which hid it from the view of humans. Jinshui are of course biologically ‘human’ but their spiritual energy, their minds, their hearts and their very survival necessity is different. Kyare and Touza stepped out into the front lawn, and walked past a few Fukui bushes. The very bushes that the deer herd had appeared from. The Fukui berries and leaves both had special properties. ‘The berries of the enchanted Fukui bush are known for the precious juices which can be squeezed out of them to cure wounds. The leaves too can cure wounds but only if you chew them. Those who have eaten the Fukui leaves comment that they are bitter but still amazingly delicious! Kyare and Touza carried on walking, past the apple orchard, past the small flowing stream and out into a beautiful clearing of pure green grass. The sun overhead was shining brightly, radiating heat and light to warm all those below it. The small hall was visible ahead but even still, Touza knew there was a long way to go. It took her and Kyare 15 minutes to walk over to the hall, less if Touza hadn’t stopped walking every few minutes to point out a creature of interest or a herb with magical properties. Kyare listened quietly and patiently though at times, she did hurry Touza along. As they neared the hall, they could see the small carvings surrounding the hall. Small sphinx and unicorns, slugwats and jenhens. The picture was majestic and it was only when Touza looked all the way up to the roof of the building did she see the dragon. The dragon was gigantic, bigger than all the other creatures, and what made it stand out more than anything else is that it was coloured with the colours of the five elements. Touza was about to question Kyare about what it was but she was hurried into the building as she opened her mouth. The corridor leading to the main hall was lined with guards. Each of them dressed in fine hides dyed a dull maroon and engraved with a dragon entwining itself around their torso. ‘The dragon is the symbol of strength and leadership’ Kyare explained. Touza turned around to face Kyare with a puzzled look, she was about to talk when Kyare chuckled. ‘Don’t ask me how I read your mind; it was obvious from watching your face!’ Touza only then noticed that before, she was gaping wide-eyed at the astounding uniforms, with a dopey puzzled expression. Touza chuckled at noticing that many of the guards were blushing. Though she hated to admit it, she was beautiful. She had pale, clear skin and twinkling jade eyes. Her nutmeg hair fell in soft waves, framing her face and tumbling down to her waist. Of course, Touza’s hair was tied up – but even still, her flawless body and perfect face never failed to impress. So why did she hate her beauty so much? No matter how tom-boy she may act, you can’t forget that she is, in fact, a girl. She hated her mesmerising beauty simply because she feared that she would never find true love. Her husband would probably only fall for her, after seeing her face. He probably wouldn’t care what she acted like. And so, to avoid pain (as in the rules), she avoided love. But that didn’t stop her being beautiful. Each year, she would break some poor guard’s heart at the annual festival and she had no doubts about the prospects of this year. Kyare and her reached the end of the corridor, one of the guards walked over to open the door for them. As Touza entered, the room hushed. She wasn’t surprised. It happened every year, no matter who the guests were or where she was. Kyare followed and both of them were led to a banquet table over flowing with dishes of all kinds. Meats and fruits, sides and mains, men and women (not to eat – just there). Touza sat down with Kyare to her right hand, the seat on her left was empty but not for long. A group of frivolous young men were close to their table and one of the more bold ones soon wandered over and asked ‘May I sit here Miss?’ he played with a cheeky grin but kept his aura calm. Touza slid a fan out from one of her sleeves, covered her face and replied ‘Sure Sir, there isn’t anyone using that seat if my eyes do not fail me’. Her reply was with a polite tone but if not for her beauty, she would be concerned rather rude. The young man blushed and seated himself. He was used to playing with girls, not, it seems, being played with! ‘So, Miss, could I have the pleasure of knowing your name?’ he had brought his composure back as quick as he could and Touza knew that what she was about to do wasn’t exactly kind, but, if he couldn’t control himself – he can’t be called Jinshui. ‘Touza and my family name is ... is a secret not to be told until the mist shall rise’ poetry was one of her many talents and Touza had a habit of confusing her poor suitors with her dangerous – yet beautiful –web of words. ‘I, am Jake, Jake Flensburg and I do await the day that the mist shall rise so I may learn which family holds possession of such a charming rose, you are of fair face and have been gracefully named’ he took hold of her hand and moved it down slowly as he talked, her fan was being moved away. Touza knew when danger was near and she also knew how to act. ‘ Kind Sir, this rose may charm but I advice you to steer clear of it’s thorns’ her voice was sharp and cold and her eyes had changed into gems of ice. Jake backed away, then stood up and bowed ‘Pardon me, Miss.Touza’ he left, re-joined his group of friends, only to be laughed at. Touza returned her fan to inside her sleeve. The rest of the day was fairy uneventful. A few more young men - Kyare, too was wooed over , but mainly on Touza’s part and the feast began. Just before the end of the festival, the Jinshui Supreme entered. He had the same effect as Touza to the room, every one was silenced but not for his beauty. He was an old man with a long flowing beard, he had a cap which flowed down the back of his beautifully embroidered robes and he carried a cane. He was the Jinshui Supreme simply because he was strong. No one could beat him. He made a speech, which, though having deep respect for him, Touza did not listen to. He stepped down and sat at a table made especially for him and began the feast. The food was delicious and everyone was having a great time. There was chatting and laughter, eating and drinking. Kyare was having an amazing time and Touza was trying to keep the young men who were swooning around her at bay. She glanced up at the Jinshui Supreme; he was eating happily and laughing at jokes. Behind him there was movement. Only very slight, a shadow, cast on the curtain behind him. There wasn’t any one in front of the curtain – it must be coming from behind! Some planned on assassinating the Jinshui Supreme. Touza jumped up, she used her life energy to propel her forward and she brought our her fan, the shadow was moving forward, he would jump and probably stab in a moment, with one movement Touza slided a knife out from behind her fan. The shadow jumped, his blade hit Touza’s own one full force, and she stumbled but managed to keep her balance. She forced her blade forward and made the surprise attacker fall backwards, she pressed her blade to his throat and brought her body behind him, resting his head on her thighs, she looked up to face the Jinshui Supreme. The kafuffle had made everyone look up, stop eating and stare. The guards ran up and took the man away. He dropped his blade. Touza bent and picked it up – to take an enemies weapon showed that you had defeated him. The Jinshui Supreme walked over silently toward Touza, she started to kneel down but he stopped her by placing a hand on her shoulder. Then slowly, he kneeled down in front of her. All of the people on the room did the same. When he had got up, Touza still hadn’t said anything. ‘Thank you, I am in your debt’ she was made to sit at the top table with him and (of course) Kyare, too was told to come. All the young (and old) men stared up at her like she was some goddess and the number of love confessions more than doubled. The Jinshui Supreme, though being in her debt, did not try to spark any more conversation until the day ended and many of the Jinshui began to head home, in fact, he waited until Kyare told Touza that they themselves should be getting home. He stopped her when she was about to leave the table. ‘Wait, I owe you however I can not pay back my debt to you if you are so intent on hopping away. I can’t pay back my debt with all of these people here either’ his eyes were a calm, deep and enchanting blue, wise and knowledgeable. Touza returned to her seat and told Kyare to do the same. Kyare returned obediently, she was able to advice Touza on what to do but a direct order can not be disobeyed or questioned. As the night passed on, many more Jinshui left. Many young Jinshui argued with their parents on having to leave the presence of Touza’s flaming beauty. It was past 2:00 A.M by the time that every lord and lady had left the hall. Many of her young suitors were very hesitant to leave her presence, though after she began to become impatient (she wanted to know what the Jinshui Supreme needed to tell her) and so she ‘gently’ prompted them to leave obediently. Kyare stayed with her but it seemed that the Jinshui Supreme expected her to leave but, instead of telling Kyare to go on ahead of her, Touza asked (very boldly) the Jinshui Supreme to begin. His eyes widened in surprise and he stared with disrespect at Kyare, Touza stepped in front of her which bought back the Jinshui Supreme from his own little world. ‘Miss.Touza am I correct?’ he asked. Touza nodded. ‘Well my dear, I am in debt for what you did earlier today…



Well, wajja think?Hmm...

woohoo!

Woohoo! Im going over to one of my fav aunt's house. I got a really cute black dress with a yellow floral pattern from a friend of mine and I'm wearing it there. Just wanted to tell you all that my magazine is becoming steadily more popular, there is at least 11 different people viewing it everyday! Thats great news but it also means that I have to work harder since my employees are on easter break! Whatevs, it doesn't matter since I really enjoy working. Also, I have been writing two stories, one called 'Nursing My Broken Heart' and the other called 'Impure World- Rise'. I plan on creating an 'Impure World Trilogy'. I only have my manuscript for 'Nursing My Broken Heart' right now, so I can only share that with you. Just to warn you that it sux! I find it easier to imagine more than write the actual thing! I started this story two years ago and I have wanted to be an author for at least 3 yrs now. So here goes nothing!

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I look down at Spike. His tail wags as I place down a brown paper bag on the cold floor. He tears the bag apart and fries fly all over the place. I burst out laughing - the first time in a long time. I sit down next to him and tuck into a burger. The sensation of warm food filled my watering mouth. My whole body tingled and I felt a fresh rush of life flow into my body. Me and Spike haven't eaten for three days. Ever since I left home, we lived on the streets but I was able to find a simple job as a waitress at a posh resturaunt. The uniform I have to wear is placed in a cardboard box to avoid Spike tearing it up. I want to get a better job when I grow up, I promised my dad I'd do my best at school... but now he isn't... he... Never mind. I can't go to my old school so I'm looking for another one.
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Got to go, my mum is screaming her annnoying head off! Never mind, I'll finish it when we get to my aunt's place! LUV! hehe!...

Hey Wazzup guys?

Hey guys, wazzup?! I just wanted to share some of my recent acheivments with you - :
1) Best actress award in the 'Drama Interform' in school (I got a trophy!:) !!)
2) One gold and one silver medal in the Tang Soo Do 28th Region One Championships!
Awesome right?! Oh, and, the mag is also doing great, I showed some of my friends in school and now they have become addicted so I spend a lot of my time updating it. Arts Award is done - I just handed it in, so now I chill. I have an obsession with MMORPG games and I just found one that ticks all the right boxes! - SmallWorlds. You can have pets, you can do magic, you can do quests, you have your own house and avatar, its a virtual world, you can make teams and play games and buy clothes or furniture to decorate your house, you even have a garden, you can customise your pet and name him/her and you can make friends and enemies, there's forums and etc. AWESOME RIGHT?! I know...
Bye!! LUV!!