Once Upon A Cherry Tree (Pt.2 of Ch.1)

Surprised, the girl glanced at the window sill and smiled. "Good morning Little Robin," greeted the girl as she put her right arm forward. The bird tilted its head a little, uncertain as how to react. It chirped once again before spread its wings and flew out of the little girl's sight. The girl sighed as she closed her book. She got out of the rocking chair, stretching both of her arms as far as she could. Feeling satisfied; the fair-skinned girl skipped across the room towards a large mirror, which made her long dark hair swayed in rhythm.

"Good morning to you too, Selina," she giggled as she pointed her delicate index finger at her own reflection. It's rare to find young kids nowadays appreciating themselves with a warm greeting so early in the morning. Selina already understood that the person you spend most of your time with is yourself; so why not take some alone time when the day was at its fresh and be nice to your own self? Selina always thought it made her feel good.

Of course, in Selina's case, she completely understands this since she was almost always by herself no matter what time it was. Being the only child in the family, she does feel quite alone. Her father had died because of an illness, her mother was always busy with the company and she even attends home school which make her making any friends rare. Perhaps Selina's loyal companions were books; and nature would sometimes also play its role as her bestfriend.

Selina made one final stretch before she slipped herself into a more comfortable clothing. She had decided to spend the day making an excursion through the hills. After fitting a pair of dark coloured gloves, she exited her room and jovially glided towards her mother's room.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Yay! I finally found this series' manuscript, so the story will go on. Though lately I lack the 'classical' influence, hope I can maintain the style I'm using to write this title. Until next time folks~ ^^

Dwane VS The Enigma: #7

Mr. Oliver had finished his simple briefing fifteen minutes ago. All guests were then brought by a few servants towards an old yet sturdy hotel. Its black paint glimmered amongst the piercing sunlight behind the clouds. With his camera in hand, Dwane took a quick shot of the building. "Man, this trip's going to be exciting," he said excitedly at Ray, feeling satisfied with the picture he just took. Ray smiled. "Glad to hear that buddy."

Inside the hotel, the guests were given the keys to their room. Since there weren't more than 30 people that was going to stay there, everyone got their own single room. "Mine is on the first floor," informed Ray when he got his keys. "Where are you going to stay?" he asked Dwane who was looking at his key irritatingly.

"203, second floor," Dwane sighed. "I really don't want to climb the stairs. This old hotel surely doesn't have any elevators." He turned his head around, expecting himself to be wrong. Ray laughed. "Well, maybe later you can try and swap with someone. Come on, I need some rest before dinner."

Both of them made their way up to their room. Outside, the clouds began to grow thicker by the moment and blocked almost every bit of sunlight that was trying to pass through. This made the hallway gloomy and quite eerie. It must be much creepier at night, Dwane thought to himself. As both of them reached the first floor, Dwane handed Ray back his bag and arranged that they would meet up later during dinner. He done treaded the stairs quicly towards the second floor.

As he was about to turn into a dark corridor, a small figure bumped into him. Dwane almost fell backwards down the stairs, but he had swiftly caught the side handle in time. The thing that knocked him however tumbled to the floor with a loud thud. "Oww...watch where you're going mister," a kid's voice cried in pain. The kid was holding his head for a long time, before he stood up again and skidded down the stairs. Before he dissapeared, the kid shouted, "I guess it was my fault, sorry mister. Got to go!"

It all happened so fast that Dwane did not have any time to react. As he gained his balance, he pondered for a moment. Who was that kid?

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Kids nowadays are energetic and swift! One moment they fall on the ground, one moment they are running around wild. Haha, here's this series update for now. Things are getting confusing and mysterious; even I need to re-write my manuscript a few times. What's done is done, enjoy!!

Shot! :: It Could Be...

It could be my knee. My jog around the park today turned disastrous when I suddenly fell down, dragging my body for almost a meter downhill. As I tried to stand up, I felt someting running across my thighs. Bleeding. My knee is bleeding. Taking out a handkerchief, I braced it on the bleeding spot hoping the blood will stop. What was the thing that I tripped on? I was certain that it was some kind of plastic bottle, but why was it there on the ground?

It could be the wind. Maybe the bottle was blown away from a nearby trashcan. It's just not my lucky day today. After the pain had subsided a little, I decided to call it a day and slowly made my way home. The cool breeze that accompanied me made the pain subside even more. Hey, perhaps Nature was comforting me; assuring me that it would all turn out okay.

It could be love. Nature is showering her love towards all humans today at the park. Children were laughing happily, old folks were chatting comfortably. The breeze seemed to welcome all these positive effects. I smiled, and thanked God for creating Nature so peaceful and serene. As I approached a row of trees, I gasped in surprise. Under the trees were thrashes; loads of them. How disrespectful.

It could be a nest for wild animals there. Filling it up with garbage, can the animals continue to live in harmony? I guess, we humans never really made it up for what Nature has given us. We never could care less. What's important is that we live in peace, and not them. I sighed. Perhaps tomorrow, my friends and I can help out cleaning the place. A group of dark clouds began to brew in the sky.

It could be that Nature is just waiting to unleash it's anger.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I've got to admit, this was hard to do. This piece was re-written twice before I got satisfied. There were supposed to be monkeys and all, but it had to b dropped out. Well, the issue here is 'do not litter'. Nature has done so much, is this how we want to repay them by littering? Think about it. It could all work out if we try our very best. Enjoyyy..!! ^^

Zero Degrees: Ten

"Well, at least everything's okay now," huffed Blaine as he placed his katana back into it's sheath. The spider he was battling just now was writhering without any legs on the ground; apparently he had chopped them all off. Slick, green blood oozed slowly out of the hacked limbs colouring the white snow. Blaine turned his view towards Dill. "That was some nice moves there, kid."

Dill was sprawled on his back as he was exhausted from casting the Script. "Thanks. I'm beat," he complained. Blaine just smiled and went near him. "I never got to know your name kiddo," Blaine said as he kneeled beside Dill, putting both his hands on top of Dill's body.

"It's Dill," Dill replied, looking rather confused at what was happening. "And what are you doing, mister...?"

"Just call me Blaine. Now hang on," Blaine said in a rather serious manner. His hand glowed. "I'm not really good at healing spells, so you might feel a few tinglings inside." He then began to chant an incantation. Dill who could barely move his body, felt a sudden wave of heat entering his body. It was quite comfortable at first, but the heat began to tickle him from inside. "Ahahaha, stop. Please," Dill squirmed in laughter. He sat up, and began hold his laughter.

"There you go," Blaine grinned in amusement. He stood up and began to look around. "There's supposed to be a town near here somewhere. Let me escort you there where you can get some rest." Dill stood up as well. The heat inside his body had vanished. "Um, okay," he replied. "Thank you, but there's a place I need to go immediately."

"Where to?" Blaine asked, still observing his surrounding. "To Rhodean Town," Dill answered. This made Blaine looked surprised. "That's where I'm supposed to head to as well."

AUTHOR'S NOTE: It's been a while readers! Well, I have been busy moving stuffs to my new house and had no time to write here online. But here I am again, ready for writing. If you didn't know...I lost my manuscript for the story "Once Upon a Cherry Tree" (which I feel extremely sad about) so that story will be frozen until further notices. Enjoyyy this piece then!

Dwane VS The Enigma: #6

Fourty-five minutes later, all aboard the Minerva Cruise arrived at Riho Island. The yacht was docked at a small jetty by the shore, and everyone gathered in front of a tall lighthouse. Dwane who got off early took a good look of the island's surrounding. It was just as described in the ad; greens were everywhere, colouful flowers were arranged neatly; nature really did a good job in making the place nice and peaceful. Dwane's heart skipped in excitement. He seemed to have forgotten all about his worries back on the ship.

A tap on his shoulder made Dwane spun around. Ray was holding his heavy-looking luggage rather weakly, swaying from one side to the other. It seemed he still looked pretty dizzy after the trip. Dwane laughed as he grabbed the luggage when it almost slipped from Ray's hand. "Haha, let me get that for you. Man, your bag sure is heavy. What did you bring?"

"Just some personal equipments," Ray replied in a weary tone. "I'd want to have my own fun here too you know." Though Dwane did not quite understand, he gave Ray a friendly pat on the back to make his companion feel somewhat better. Both of them laughed in unison. They then quickly made their way into the gathering crowd. Captain Lawrence was up front as usual, but this time he was accompanied by an elderly man beside him. This man was quite the contrast to the captain. He was quite thin, fragile and rather gloomy. He wore a solemn face as he faced the people in front of him.

Captain Lawrence, with his usual cheery smile; grabbed the people's attention with a booming cough. "Ehem...welcome everyone to the Ghostly Land! Or Riho Island if I'm not mistaken. I'd like to introduce here your guide for the rest of your four-day stay here, Mr Oliver," the captain had said this with full of spirit and energy. Since he was being introduced, the man called Oliver bowed. His face was still solemn. When the guide stood straight again, the captain continued his speech. "I'll be staying here at the lighthouse with the crew until the day we head back home. If any emergency comes up, don't hesitate to approach me or Mr Oliver here. Now, I'd like to invite Oliver to give his briefing."

Another briefing, said Dwane to himself as he yawned. He saw Oliver took a step to the front and stared sharply at the people around him. With a slow yet serious voice, the elderly man said, "One rule here on this island: never ever set foot into Vallery Mansion's area."

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Alright, finally another entry. Raya had came with a blast; everyone was there and I seem to be much closer with my cousins. This makes me more fired up in chasing my dreams. Maybe one day I'll write a fiction with my cousins as the main characters? Hehe...but I'll be relaxing a while from my working table. Until next time then, enjoyyy...!

Zero Degrees: Nine

Dill tried his best to maintain balance as he unleashed his attack. The power was too great for his small body to take as his body shook rather terribly. However, his will to defeat Take was as strong. Not for a moment he thought of stopping his attack despite his body's condition. On Take's side; he continued to lift up and up into the sky, tossing his body around wildly. He was confused at what was happening and desperately tries to get back to the ground. Eventually, his actions remained futile.

"W...what are going to do brat?" Take stammered out aloud. He sounded angry and scared at the same time. "You'll regret it if anything happens to me." Dill took a glance at the floating Take. Ignorining Take's threat, he smiled, "I'm going to fly you off somewhere far."

"What?" Take shouted when his armoured body began to suddenly shudder. Dill was now beginning to focus all his energy on his attack. and large amounts of waves began to flood around him. With a strenuous yell, Dill began to target all of the waves towards his airborne enemy. Take could not see the invisible energy coming towards him, but he realised it was no small matter. Still managing his balance on air, Take crossed his arm in front of him to block a direct hit.

"Uwahhh...!!!" Take screamed as Dill's wave knocked him hard. Blaine who was was watching the battle as he dodged every of his spider's attack, saw in amazement how Take was getting pushed farther and farther away from sight. It was as if a hurricane was blowing him away. Tako too watched in surprise. He was still engaged on a tugging war with one of the spiders, and as he saw Take getting blown away he called out loudly, "No! Take!" He continued to watch hopelessly until Take was blown out of sight!

Bad move. Focusing on Take made Tako lose his stance, and the spider began to push him to the side of the cliff. He desperately tried to push back, but it didn't work out. The spider's weight began to burden Tako's pushing arms. At that moment the side cliff under Tako's feet crumbled, and both him and the spider fell off into the ocean.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Thus the battle comes to an end. Well, it's just the beginning of the story so maybe it's supposed to be like this. Short and not so intense. Now I'm currently on the verge of planning how to end season one of 'Zero Degrees', so continue to follow this series with the utmost interest okay? Take care readers! Enjoyyy...!

Once Upon A Cherry Tree (Pt.1 of Ch.1)

Occasionally during the summer or winter break, Mrs Lemon would take her ten year old daughter to a villa near Pine Forest. The villa was majestically erected at the foot of a hill based on the drawings of the late Mr Lemon as a sign of memorial of some sort for the wife. The grand building; made from the best quality of wood, painted with sparkling colours of oak and mahogany; was sturdy and comfortable enough for a family of two to stay away from the bustling city.

Nature was at its best that winter morning. The sun gleamed cheerfully, welcoming the early risers of the day. The wind played its part by blowing soft whispers, encouraging any adventures that were to happen ahead. A robin was seen flying swiftly across the sky, manuevering itself to a halt on a sill of an open window of the villa. Someone was already up in that room.

The red-feathered creature took a peep inside. A young girl, still in her pearly nightgown, was sitting on a large rocking chair near the open window. She did not seem to notice the peeping robin, as the girl was busy occupying herself with a medium sized bookon her lap. She was rocking away slowly with her hazel eyes locked on to the writings of the book, smiling one moment and frowning the next. The robin suddenly chirped as if it was laughing at the facial changes of the girl.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Here's a sneak peek on my latest title for this blog. A promise is a promise. This story is based on an SMS description a girl once sent to me after my Form 5, and I promised her I would write a story based on it. And after two years I finally get the idea to produce it. Hope she will be reading this. Thank you for reading and enjoyyy!!