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I love designers and making stories. Here are some of the examples of some. I dedicate my work to all clothing designers and my family and friends. xoxo! |
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dior4me
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Posted: Sat Dec 03, 2005 @ 02:54pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 @ 02:13am
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Maria goes away...
Not five seconds later after her mother broke to her the terrible news, someone was rapping on their door. It was a young knight no older than 15 at their doorstep. He had brown hair that looked like it belonged to a prince, not a night. Maria smiled, obviously he was here to take her away but then she realized that he would not be with her for long. There would be many long tiring days ahead of her.
"Hello there," he said. His voice was smooth and pleasant. "I am here to take Miss Kavarada De Brooque to the castle."
Maria felt a wave of relief pass through her, her name was Maria not Kavarada. "There is no one here by that name sir," Maria said.
Mrs. De Brooque looked like she was going to faint. "Darling, I'm sorry but erm, your name isn't Maria, well you middle name is but your real name is Kavarada."
Maria was shocked. She never knew that. Now she felt stupid, especially in front of a very attractive knight. "Well, let me go get my things..." What a stupid thing to say. I haveno things. Well at least I can say goodbye to my sisters.
"I am sorry but we must leave immediatly. King Nrovahen is holding an assembly for all the girls. Everything you will need will be provided at the castle. Now please ride behind me on my horse. We have to leave now before the Kiros start coming out. We can't tarry."
Maria ushered herself out the door. She most definatly did not want to run into a band of Kiros. Kiros were almost like a bear and wolf hybrid. They were ferocious animals. They were especially hard to kill because they had a camoflaguing power that could make them invisible for a few seconds at a time.
Maria hopped behind the knight. They started riding down the streets. "Excuse me," Maria questioned. "I don't even know your name or how old you are?"
The knight, without turning around, said, "My name is Luke, I am 15 years old. And you are Kavarada and 14 I believe?"
"Call me Maria."
Maria felt completely relaxed for once. But what would an honorably knight want with a poor peasant like her? She would have to wait to find out...because the luminous lights of the castle were glowing in their way.
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dior4me
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dior4me
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2005 @ 10:31pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2005 @ 08:10pm
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dior4me
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2005 @ 12:10am
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Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2005 @ 02:56am
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