Have you ever thought about what fiction is? Probably, such a question may seem surprising: and so everything is clear. Every person throughout his life has to repeatedly create the works he needs for specific purposes - statements, autobiographies, dictations - using not gypsum or clay, not musical notes, not paints, but just a word. At the same time, almost every person will be very surprised if he is told that he thereby created a work of fiction, which is very different from visual art, music and sculpture making. However, everyone understands that a student's essay or dictation is fundamentally different from novels, short stories, news that are created by professional writers. In the works of professionals there is the most important difference - excogitation. But, oddly enough, in a school literature course, you don’t realize the full power of fiction. So using our website in your free time discover fiction for yourself. Journey to Repentance by Allan Deya (best fiction books to read TXT) 📖
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When the blood was off his sword, he slid it back into his coat and started soundlessly away.
“Wait!” Ayana implored a heartbeat before she could stop herself, and the man did. But she found she had nothing to say to him and felt rather foolish for having done so.
The face half turned to look back at her and damn that moon if it didn’t cast a shadow on his face still. “Thank you for saving me, for rescuing us.” She said presently, he just turned his face front and started away again.
“Won’t my savior at least tell me his name that I may know to whom I owe my life.
To that he stopped and for a moment Ayana thought he would reveal himself to them but instead he just stood there; both hands pocketed. She made a move to go to him but right before their eyes he vanished.
A cloud had come over the moon and it cast some of it’s shadow upon the spot where he stood; he was there, there was the shadow, and then he was gone.
When the blood was off his sword, he slid it back into his coat and started soundlessly away.
“Wait!” Ayana implored a heartbeat before she could stop herself, and the man did. But she found she had nothing to say to him and felt rather foolish for having done so.
The face half turned to look back at her and damn that moon if it didn’t cast a shadow on his face still. “Thank you for saving me, for rescuing us.” She said presently, he just turned his face front and started away again.
“Won’t my savior at least tell me his name that I may know to whom I owe my life.
To that he stopped and for a moment Ayana thought he would reveal himself to them but instead he just stood there; both hands pocketed. She made a move to go to him but right before their eyes he vanished.
A cloud had come over the moon and it cast some of it’s shadow upon the spot where he stood; he was there, there was the shadow, and then he was gone.
Text: Copyright (c) 2011.
Publication Date: 02-25-2011
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Dedication:
Tenacious power will control your opponent, a healthy mind will control that power, swiftness and spacing will control the battle and the ability and insight to survey the whole scene will control everything.
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