Fortune in the ashes ( a dragon story) wip

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    PROLOGUE



    Marilee walks bare foot toward the barn, her cocoa skin soaks in the rising suns warmth. She steps in a stall and closes the gate behind her. She picks up a prickly brush and grooms her old black Arabian. Marilee had lived in the poorest of all the towns in the southern African savannah, Mona, for all her life.
    Even though she is only 13, she mounts Serbia, the black Arabian, and starts the 5 mile journey to her work place. After the sun had climbed almost to its peak, she arrives at Kourasoul. Kourasoul is the most wealthy city in this region. She knocks on the door and a plump couple warble at her for being late. Behind them stands their daughter, silent, trying to apologies about her parents. The two flushed people trotted out to there automobile. When there are gone, and Mariel looks back at her friend, Morgan, she has changed from a shy, tender girl to her preferred bold self.
    " why are parent so fussy" she says obnoxiously. Marilee smiles at her starts her work, dusting and sweeping like any other maid. Morgan kept her entertained when she had finished cleaning as she waited for the parents to get back. She left the property with money in her hand. She mounted Serbia and headed back home
    The money was only enough for food and water. She gave the resources to her mother and headed out into a small forest a f ew miles out. She walked on foot. After all the stress of the day she only finds comfort at night when she sits on a large rock in a secret sanctuary under the ground. She stares at millions of bright stars through a hole only visible from below. marilee would come home each day tired but still not able to go to bed. Meanwhile her mother still did what she could, she still kept her store open, so everyday she would go across the street and sew clothes, trading for food and even sometimes money. When Avelnn's father was still alive she wouldn't have to go to work he would have provided everything they needed but ever since he died from a hiking accident Avelnn wasn't the same. She only let out her feeling when she was alone in her secret under ground sanctuary.



    Marilee sighs, she crawls out of the small tunnel in her secret cave. she looks down at her attire. Her casual brown clothing was on the brink of getting thrown out. Her slippers each had a small hole in the bottom the heel. She places both palms onto the marble like surface of the round stone. The ashen rock was an oval and slightly larger then a loaf of bread. After a few seconds, she could feel a her worrys and trouble that had been swirling in her head disapear and replaced with old memorys of joy and happness when her father was still alive. She smiled and cradled the ash colored rock on her arms. She traced her finger along dark grey vien-like streaks that criss-crossed over the stone....(lost muse, will pick back up later)

    The post was edited 1 time, last by Renesmee Cullen <3 Jacob Black ().

  • Marilee sighs, she crawls out of the small tunnel in her secret cave. she looks down at her attire. Her casual brown clothing was on the brink of getting thrown out. Her slippers each had a small hole in the bottom the heel. She places both palms onto the marble like surface of the round stone. The ashen rock was an oval and slightly larger then a loaf of bread. After a few seconds, she could feel a her worrys and trouble that had been swirling in her head disapear and replaced with old memorys of joy and happness when her father was still alive. She smiled and cradled the ash colored rock on her arms. She traced her finger along dark grey vien-like streaks that criss-crossed over the stone....(lost muse, will pick back up later)

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    Found a teeny gramatical error.




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