The Temple of Gaia - Chapter TwoThe sound of bird song rang throughout Aurora's ears. It echoed around the small valley she was in and only grew fainter when it reached the thick trees that lined it. She was laying in a bed of grass that stretched all around her. Her large wings making like a carpet in the grass, flattening it.The Temple of Gaia - Chapter Two by Roraima99
Small purple flowers could be seen poking up here and there, and tiny animals could be heard scurrying around.
Lifting her head from the ground, a clear indent now in the grass where her head had been, she looked around. A few feet in front of her was a large lake that took up more then half of the small valley. It stretched out before her and grew wider the farther out it went. At the end of the small valley the lake met the trees.
Aurora lifted up her nose and smelled the air. It was sweet and full of the scent of wet grass.
Spring came early here. She thought to herself.
Lifting herself up onto her paws, grass falling from her belly, she walked over to the edge of the la
Merida And The Princess DollMerida and the Princess Doll
By John Paul Dodds
As the cameras stopped rolling, Mickey Mouse came dancing out of the eponymously named House of Mouse.
Some primal mouse instinct warned him and he jumped back a second before a pair of hands reached out of the bush to grab him. “C'mere ye lying wee rodent, ye”. The heavy Scots brogue was instantly recognisable. Mickey backed up as a rather peeved looking Merida clambered out of the bush she'd been hiding in. “Errr... Hi... M...M...Merida”, Mickey mumbled, trying and failing to sound his normal, cheery self. “Err... What can I do for you”, he sounded brighter, but it was a brittle, false brightness. As if he already knew why she was here.
“Whit d' ye call this?!”, she demanded, thrusting the foot long cardboard box into his hands. Mickey looked down at the box, and through the clear plastic window, at it's contents. “H-heh”, mickey laughed nervously, “Well, it's y
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