We rounded the corner to the main street, it was early in the morning so no one was around, where Nia began painting. I supposed it had become quite an addiction since we had learned about graffiti. We had learned about it at school when we were doing a topic on ‘When Gran Was A Girl’. Our grandparents had told us in their days there was art on the walls but it had been illegal. Upon the installation of the new security cameras graffiti artists had become extinct. Charlie and I weren’t that bothered about it really but Nia was hooked so we helped her steal the supplies she needed from school and I kept the cameras shut dow
My Nana once warned me ‘The City never sleeps’. I don’t exactly know why, but when I was younger I took her message to heart. Even if back then I didn’t know what she really meant. What she meant wasn’t that ‘The City never sleeps’ but in fact ‘The City never stops watching’. I found myself subconsciously glancing over my shoulder to one of The City’s millions of security and information devices, or SID for short. Floating orb-shaped security cameras, made of bullet proof glass, reinforced aluminium sheets, filled with complex circuits and wiring. I should know, my father designed t
The train came to a halt at Resembool Station, where a single snowy-haired passenger stepped on board, before it's doors shuddered close and it began to pick up speed. There was only one other passenger in the carriage, another snow-haired teen who had her nose buried in a book, two block streaks of hair appeared just above the book. 'Soul Resonance- The Science of Souls' by Franken Stein, Arika smirked, the girl had good taste in authors. She walked towards the girl taking the seat opposite, the girl giving only a nod of recognition to signal that she acknowledged her existence. Arika closed her eyes for a second sensing the souls in the are
The Druid and the Siren by Icy-Tempest, literature
Literature
The Druid and the Siren
Water lapped at the side of the Going Merry silently as the ship glided through the water.
"Ok guys there is an island nearby where we can stock up" Nami called to the others.
"Meat!!!" Luffy screamed
"Booze" Zoro mumbled
Sanji walked onto deck wiping his hands on a dish rag.
"Geez is that all you think about"
When they finally got to the island Nami sent the boys to town to gather supplies whilst she mapped out the next course.
"Don't get into trouble! Or I'll kill you!"
"Yes my dear!" Sanji called back. Boy was he under the thumb, Zoro thought to himself. When they arrived at the town all was silent and only a little girl was stoo
We rounded the corner to the main street, it was early in the morning so no one was around, where Nia began painting. I supposed it had become quite an addiction since we had learned about graffiti. We had learned about it at school when we were doing a topic on ‘When Gran Was A Girl’. Our grandparents had told us in their days there was art on the walls but it had been illegal. Upon the installation of the new security cameras graffiti artists had become extinct. Charlie and I weren’t that bothered about it really but Nia was hooked so we helped her steal the supplies she needed from school and I kept the cameras shut dow
My Nana once warned me ‘The City never sleeps’. I don’t exactly know why, but when I was younger I took her message to heart. Even if back then I didn’t know what she really meant. What she meant wasn’t that ‘The City never sleeps’ but in fact ‘The City never stops watching’. I found myself subconsciously glancing over my shoulder to one of The City’s millions of security and information devices, or SID for short. Floating orb-shaped security cameras, made of bullet proof glass, reinforced aluminium sheets, filled with complex circuits and wiring. I should know, my father designed t
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