Emery Knight had learned, time and again, that a fairytale happy ending wasn't in her destiny. With a talent with words, of mixing reality with fiction but believing she doesn't, she abandoned her dream of becoming an author. In York, as a college s...
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CHAPTER FIVE • THE CRUEL PRINCE
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she soared so high
one a mere
speck of shadow
twin to her own
she so loathed
she soared so high
the other
a sky
with a million
stars
she had wanted
to touch them
but she had known
that light abandoned
shadow
so she had
abandoned them
instead
had distanced
and soared higher.
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Excerpt from Feathers Of Shadow by Thea Brownie
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The smoky savour of freshly-brewed espresso blanketed her as Emery tapped her feet on the floor, getting restless waiting for a certain person to grace her with his presence. It had been an hour since the time agreed upon had passed. At this point, Emery wouldn't be surprised if he bailed. Still, she waited, left with no choice.
The effervescent thrum of people and fresh foam, staff shouting out orders from behind tall counters, the sound of the bell ringing as people came and left, the whirr of coffee grinding. The world was running except she sat, stagnant.
They had opted to meet at a cafe that was neither too shiny nor too shabby. Else anywhere, Emery could find. So, she had sent Elijah the location of her uncle's cafe. An hour and no sign of him yet.
