Crystal P.o.v
WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPEN?!? Great she have looked herself into that stage again. A pissed voice in my head said. I knew it belongt to Encre's curse. What stage? great the dog can hear me. I'M NOT A DOG. CURSE. Aww thanks I like the nickname but prefer my own name. And that is shit face? None of your busness. Okay None of your busness. I felt her leave my head. I looked down at Encre. Does she have to live with that curse every day? For how long have she lived with her? I guese I can aske her later. I picked her up and laid her on my bed.
Encre P.o.v
This place again... I was back in the emptynes. I stod up. Last time I just had to walk for houers so I'll just begin... Sigh. I begain to walk.
timeskip in a place where time does not exist(Don't ask plz)
I have walked for who knows how long time Bofore I saw a new light I begain to run. Hoping I could come out faster. I ran and ran not caring about any thing. I begain to see what it where. It was a fane brush. I only use them if I have to shade a big aria. I begain to slow down. I was right in front of the brush and took it. Who left all these brushes here? I can give them to ther owner if I meet him or her. A sharp light came and I woke up.
Sorry for short chapter but 150 READERS. HOW DID THIS BOOK GET THAT MUCH ATTENTION. Thanks
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A Spark
FanfictionIn a city named underville lives the artist encre. Encre is anything but normal. Her best friend Eterna use to make jokes about Encre being to kind. Eterna is the head of the royal guard which only make it it hardere for Encre to do what she feel...
