She kept running and couldn’t stop. It was her fault. It was her fault for being a coward, for not being able to face herself or Gethin. It was her fault for taking her damning curiosity where it wasn’t wanted when she actually liked him. It was her fault for being Elfie. She ran until she came to the house, where she lived with her father, Valerius, and her mother, the Lady Reinelda. Not that the title meant anything, anymore. She paused, breathing heavily. She opened the door, and there was her mother.

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Chapter 7

Jack stood up. Fast. Who put that thorn bush there?

After stifling a few loud Ouches and disentangling the briars from his pants Nunk looked around.

The man he was following had disappeared.

Stopping next to a small pool, Nonunc looked at himself in the water.

There were leaves in his straight black hair, his favorite blue jacket was covered in mud, his pants had holes in them and his shirt was ripped.

Ahem....I accidentally didn't post the end of Chapter Three last time, so thats in here, too.

Here you go...next two chapters! Enjoy, and please let me know what you think.

Hey readers! Okay, so thanks for your feedback last chapter. This one throws another "curveball" if you will. It's your choice to believe what a certain character says or not. Completely up to you. And if this is getting dramatic, well, the title basically says it all. Ellie's life is NOT easy, sadly, and it's more fun that way! haha! XD But if things begin to seem unrealistic, I apologize. Life in general, a normal life, is often at times unrealistic. It's the way things work. It's what makes things interesting. SO! Sorry for my long, boring paragraph. Just another heads up.

Chapter 4

Kalen sat up. There was something moving out in the dark.
"Probably the dragon" He told himself. But he didn't believe it.
"Boo!"
"Aaaughh!" Kalen screamed. Not yelled, screamed. Fact: girls yell, Boys scream. Like this one.
"Aaaaaaaauuuugghhhh!"
"What?" said the other boy?
"Where did you come from?" asked Kalen.
"Absolutely nowhere" replied the boy.
"Oh, wai... Huh?"
"I thinjumfell in"
"Huh?"
"To rephrase. I thinked, jumped and fell here"

Note: I wasn't sure whether to try to post this or not due to possible misconceptions about the subject matter; however this is meant to be a poem based on a husband and wife's love for each other as they fall asleep together (something beautiful, God-pleasing, and without sin).

Darkness cannot encroach

on dreams so soft and sweet,

or wrap itself around two hearts

in synchronizing beat.

Note: This poem was inspired by the song Broken by Lifehouse.

The broken voices, they whisper,

drowning out the sound.

They all strive to remind me,

that you are not around.

The simple answers evade me.

They will not let me know.

Who it is that I am now

if I truly let you go?

How is it that I’m breathing

when I can’t even feel at all?

*Okay, so a pre-note for you all so you know what to expect. Phillip-haters, you will be VERY mad, I suppose. Phillip lovers you will either be pleased or indifferent. :) But I'm not saying more than that, okay!? That way you now HAVE to read it because it's driving you insane. This whole note it. You're just ITCHING to read the following and then get really mad or happy and argue with me.......and comment, comment, comment! Haha! XD But seriously though, thanks for those who read this! You rock!!!