torsdag 13. oktober 2011

Mira

Mira woke earlier than normally that morning. Most of her night had been filled with nightmares about strange creatures coming from the woods, and at this point she did not really want to go back to sleep. She could not shake of that creepy feeling that it was somehow true. Ever so silent, she lurked her way out of her room, out of the house, and walked in the early morning on her way to Scraps. Most parents would find this somehow disturbing, that their 17year old daughter left the house at that time to visit an old man living in a scrapyard, but she had done so since she was 5, so it was more normal than weird.
Scraps lived no more than 4 houses away from the Eskrine house, so she was there in no time.

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