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dreamland excerpt

by jojo | Score: 5100

"Don't you dare speak to her that way!" She growled. 

"Like what? I'm simply reminding her of who she truly is." 

"She is a princess!"

"She was stripped of her title once her brother took the throne!"

"Her so called brother is some scum from who knows where! How do her parents trust him not to screw up the land? He is not even blood related to any of them!" 

"Her parents are the king and queen, do not insult them."

"I'll do whatever I damn well please!" 

Melissa launched herself at the maid, teeth bared with a feral look on her face. A frightened Cora stood extremely still, watching the scene unfold. She wanted to help. She really did. But with the harmful words and the emotional distress, all she could do was stand there and watch. Watch as Melissa tore at her family's oldest maid, and as the maid screamed for guards, and the guards coming to take her best friend away. Everything was just blur after blur. She couldn't help. She couldn't. All she could do was watch.
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"That was not a smart decision, wasn't it?" Melissa weakly said, a hint of a smile on her face. She was in the infirmary, due to the guards manhandling her. But the maid was most likely in a worser condition. 

"You can't do that, Melissa! Even if you are the ministers daughter, that doesn't mean you can do whatever you damn well please!" Cora exclaimed worriedly. What if they took her away? She couldn't do anything about it. In her people's eyes, she simply was a maid. And nothing more. Cora clutched the keychain that had marked their friendship many years ago. Melissa was her only friend, all she had. 

"You know... winters coming soon." Melissa said, attempting to change the subject. 

"I suppose." 

"It'll be long and extremely cold, wouldn't it?" 

Cora sighed and nodded.  She despised the cold, but she loved it at the same time. Curling up at the fireplace with a mug of hot cocoa, covered in blankets. And thanksgiving was before winter. Though she didn't have much to be thankful about, it was always fun to break a wishbone with Melissa every year. Oh, and snow. She loved snow. The way it fell and stuck to her clothes. How gorgeous the landscape looked when it had finished falling. How she and Melissa would fight their way outside, trying to see who would make it first. But she had an odd feeling. A 

Completed challenges

The following challenges were completed during the writing exercise:

Begin Start typing to begin
Prop Include a shirt button
Words Reach 50 words
Letter Use the letter N
Words Reach 100 words
Event A fight breaks out
Character A patient managing director
Words Reach 200 words
Letter Use the letter K
Words Reach 300 words
Event Winter is long and extremely cold
Event Someone cries for help
Prop Include a key chain
Prop Include a wishbone
Words Reach 400 words
Letter Use the letter G

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