Post by {Marik'sGoddessAngel} on Oct 17, 2005 8:54:12 GMT -5
Ok, I decided to copy some of my fics from TV Tomer's Yu-Gi-Oh! here since I can't think of anything new to write right now.
PROLOGUE
Ok her name is Melissa, she's a 18 year-old girl, with blonde hair and icy blue eyes. She isn't too tall nor short, and she's somewhat different. For e.g.; she mocks at the concept of Death, Melissa's obsessed with the Darkness, and she's likely to become a Goth in the future.
.Fine. The last days, Melissa has been having weird dreams connected with Ancient Egypt. She often sees a person, masked in Shadows, standing beside a column covered with hieroglyphics. The figure is holding something that looks like a knife. But Melissa ALWAYS wakes up at that part, so she knows nothing more than that. Thats why Melissa decided to go to the Egyptian exhibition, which is being held in the Museum. Melissa grabs a coat (or trench coat, whatever), her keys, and she heads to the Museum.
Melissa gets to the Museum and enters. She notices that some of the lights are already off. Melissa walks through a corridor, and, in the end, she can see stairs, but chains are blocking the entrance, and there's a notice that reads: New Kingdom under reconstruction. DO NOT TRESPASS. Of course; Melissa's not gonna waste her time waiting for somebody to let her in.
So Melissa starts going down the stairs. As she's (still) going down the stairs...Melissa remembers a part of the dream, a part that she had not remembered before...
The guy with the knife was repeating a sort of chant, spell, curse, or something like that. It was rather long, so even tough Melissa trys, she can't remember more than these 2 lines: please hear my cry, Winged Dragon of Ra!. They are obviously related to magic, but how? Magic doesn't exist does it?
(weird wait, Im getting to the point.). Anyway, as Melissa is thinking this, she gets to the end of the stairs. The exhibition is appropriately lit with torches. This makes Melissa wonder why the torches are lit nobody should be inside a museum at 1: 05 a.m.! (insane people are everywhere my friend). Suddenly; she hears somebody talking, but Melissa can't understand anything, for the sound of the voice comes from far away.
PROLOGUE
Ok her name is Melissa, she's a 18 year-old girl, with blonde hair and icy blue eyes. She isn't too tall nor short, and she's somewhat different. For e.g.; she mocks at the concept of Death, Melissa's obsessed with the Darkness, and she's likely to become a Goth in the future.
.Fine. The last days, Melissa has been having weird dreams connected with Ancient Egypt. She often sees a person, masked in Shadows, standing beside a column covered with hieroglyphics. The figure is holding something that looks like a knife. But Melissa ALWAYS wakes up at that part, so she knows nothing more than that. Thats why Melissa decided to go to the Egyptian exhibition, which is being held in the Museum. Melissa grabs a coat (or trench coat, whatever), her keys, and she heads to the Museum.
Melissa gets to the Museum and enters. She notices that some of the lights are already off. Melissa walks through a corridor, and, in the end, she can see stairs, but chains are blocking the entrance, and there's a notice that reads: New Kingdom under reconstruction. DO NOT TRESPASS. Of course; Melissa's not gonna waste her time waiting for somebody to let her in.
So Melissa starts going down the stairs. As she's (still) going down the stairs...Melissa remembers a part of the dream, a part that she had not remembered before...
The guy with the knife was repeating a sort of chant, spell, curse, or something like that. It was rather long, so even tough Melissa trys, she can't remember more than these 2 lines: please hear my cry, Winged Dragon of Ra!. They are obviously related to magic, but how? Magic doesn't exist does it?
(weird wait, Im getting to the point.). Anyway, as Melissa is thinking this, she gets to the end of the stairs. The exhibition is appropriately lit with torches. This makes Melissa wonder why the torches are lit nobody should be inside a museum at 1: 05 a.m.! (insane people are everywhere my friend). Suddenly; she hears somebody talking, but Melissa can't understand anything, for the sound of the voice comes from far away.
