Topic > Realm: A Fictional Narrative - 2251

Simon and Alison began walking home. She couldn't believe the damage the storm had caused, and that the spirit inside her had done it. He knew he needed the union's help. Simon may have calmed his spirit for the time being, but his strength was much more ferocious than expected. She entered the house and found the address her mother had given her, and ran back to Simon, who was waiting in the street. for her. “I have no idea where Summer Hill Crescent is,” Alison sighed as she handed the small piece of paper to Simon. «We will find him. It has to be here somewhere. It's a little difficult to look for things, since most of the signs are blown up and damaged," Simon groaned, pointing to a street sign lying on the floor. "We have to find it; I feel really bad trying to eat you," Alison apologized. "Hey, it wasn't your fault. I should have cared for you more, rather than hiding behind the sofa," Simon shrugged. Alison looked at him. "Really?" she smiled mischievously. "Of course I didn't. But that storm was something; never heard or seen anything like this before, a bit scary,” Simon remarked. “I can't believe how cowardly I've been, I feel so stupid. Look what I've done. I hope no one finds out I did this, they could put me in prison, or something,” Alison groaned as she began to look around the streets at the damaged properties and vehicles, and at the mass of people who had now ventured out. of their homes to survey the damage. “You could compensate them with your pocket money, for the damage you've done,” Simon suggested. “It would take hundreds of years to be compensated. Mommy only pays me when she remembers,” Alison sighed.... middle of paper... eze, so no bulky items unless they're necessary,” Lidah ordered. The room dropped the bags onto the tables, pulling out staves, wands, or swords and leaving the rest of the baggage behind, and followed Lidah to the small Portal Hall. It was a really tight squeeze. Alison was pressed against the wall with Simon next to her. Simon tried in vain to detach his arm from two bodies between which he seemed to have gotten stuck. “Please, you have to shut up!” Lidah shouted, over the moans as she closed the door. The murmurs and moans stopped and she held the key in her hand. The room began to glow blue and green, with birds flying erratically around the wall and making the room feel like it was spinning around as the magic began to work. "Frinda!" Lidah shouted, when all the excitement around the wall stopped glowing.