APH-Tears in the snow ch. 1The date is now December 24th, 1909.I stared up the clock, 11:30 P.M. Almost time for my yearly rounds, Yet I couldn't compel myself to get up just yet, something held me back, a feeling of loss. I just stared at the clock
I thought of life how it was 100 years ago, when I was with Berwald. I thought of the happy times we had together, and especially how Christmas was.After a matter of about twenty minutes of staring at the clock, I got up out of my bed and dressed myself. The moonlight shone in from outside and illuminated the room, coating everything in an eerie blue light. I slowly walked out into the hall and slinked closer to Ivan's room. I carefully opened the door to be sure he was asleep and closed it again. Ivan was alright, he didn't threaten me unless provoked, and he didn't make me do his work or anything. Though I still wish I was back where was before 1809...I walked back into my own room and opened the closet doors. After rummaging through
APH-Tears in the snow prologueThe date is August 20th, 1809.The battered and bloodied Swedish man laid there in the slightly frosted grass. A tall Russian man, also battered and bloodied walked up to him. The Russian smiled wickedly down at the Swedish man and laughed out a quiet "kolkolkol."The Swedish man got himself slowly off of the ground and stared up at the Russian. "s' ya g't me b't
s' wh't d' ya w'nt?"The Russian just smiled at him coldly, "If I told you, then you would keep fighting me, even in this state."The Swedish man looked up at him confused and now worried. His slight smirk from before turned to a frown and his eyes burned with rage and fear at the same time. He spoke slowly and nervously. "T'll m'
"The Russian just smirked and laughed. "I'd rather not take the chance of another attack from you
you may be defeated
but Ratan sure was harsh." he smiled wickedly.The Swedish man winced, the wounds and blood loss were taking effect. He weakly looked up at the Russ
Dear Matthew, Part one aphA young New Zealander stood at his desk. He stared out at the pasture outside, everything was alright for now and he had time to do something that was long overdue. He snuck- past his pet sheep and reached out for a slip of paper and a quill. He ran back to his desk and began to write."Dear Matthew, How have you been lately? It has been forever since I last saw you, In fact the last time I saw you was a whole year ago when I went to a UN meeting. I have had a feeling of lonelyness since I left there, I miss you. Ive been doing good myself, just keeping after the sheep. Although it gets boring, I would rather do that then spend a day doing what my brother Cody does all day. Yesterday he tried to get me to go swimming with sharks. I'm afraid one day Cody's going to kill himself, or me. I have been thinking about traveling up to your house for a vacation. What's it like