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Chapter 2 Louise Marius’s coffin was a tight fit with both of them in it. Kesha hoped that soon she could get her own soon, she really didn’t like being squished against the side of the coffin. Tossing, to sleep on her side Kesha came face to face with Marius, judging by his peaceful face he was in a deep sleep. Curiosity got the better of her and before Kesha could stop herself , she quickly and quietly as possible got out of Marius’s coffin. She pushed the stone slab slightly to the side, just enough so she could get out. Kesha looked at the stone slab, it was on a solid slab of stone, which was hollow for their coffins.

Loki and Rana sat in the gardens, both in riding attire. Rana leaned back and let the sun warm her face and neck, as Loki looked at her captivated by the way the sun shone on her dark curls and illuminated her ivory skin. He rest his arm on his knee and smiled at her. It was still lost to him why such a  delicate, kind creature could want him as much as he wanted her. Rana smiled and opened her eyes. Then she straightened and looked at Loki who was still gazing at her with that amused smile on his face. She looked down at herself. "What?" She asked. Loki ran his fingers through his hair and shook his head. "Nothing." He said softly. He c

 The night Rana was torn from her parents, she cried herself to sleep. Only falling into slumber when she had shed enough tears to feel as though nothing had occurred. After seven hours, the shelter door opened. As the light from outside fell into the room, Rana awoke, it blinded her at first. She blinked, everything was blurry, and she sat up and rubbed her eyes trying to make them focus. She blinked some more and could make out three figures in the door way. She whimpered and drew her knees close to her chest again. There was a man, large and round with white hair and a golden eye patch, he elbowed his way through the other figures. The c

  When a child loses a toy they move on, but when a child loses their parents... well that's another story. When a child loses their parents it is as though the entire world has been ripped from under them and time seems to stand still. The child then feels as though there is no meaning in the world, no reason for living, no reason to smile or even speak. The child is catatonic, completely afraid to move.    If only it were so easy, to just wipe the child's brain clean of all terrible memories and replace them with good ones. Only then, a light shines bright and they are saved by something. Whether it be an epiphany, a recollection of