DEG- Encounters"Hey, Keisha!" I shouted at a girl 3 aisles from me. I was on a ladder, taking books from one section of the non-fiction section of a library down and placing them on a cart.DEG- Encounters by ~egyptianpanda
"We're in a library, there's no yelling!" she replied, also on a ladder.
"Sorry, but the exhibit's going to be here in a few days. Do you have the article on ice cream?"
"No. Armando has it, I think. I'm not sure why, his part of the exhibit is the British."
"Just wondering. I need that article for mine."
I woke up from a restful sleep, despite the moving train. Apparently, we had made another stop during the night. Glancing at the bed beside me, I noticed that Hecate was already awake. Her bed was empty. I stood up, used the washroom, got dressed, and stuck my dagger in my coat.
"Look, I really just want to be your friend. We seem to be the sanest ones here, so we might as well be friends." I turned around to find Hecate directly behind me, waiting for my response. I scoffed, but she continued.
DEG- The First Evening"Mommy, why are my eyes different from everyone else's?"DEG- The First Evening by ~egyptianpanda
"You're special, sweetie."
"B-But Jeremy from school said that they were weird. He called me a freak."
"He's just jealous because they're so pretty."
"Mhm. And besides, after tomorrow you'll never see him again."
"He and his parents are moving to another state."
Something was shaking me. I opened my eyes and saw that I was sitting in the window seat on the train. Just then, I became aware that the train was moving, and looking out the window confirmed it. It was nighttime, and dark countryside rolled past the train. I then redirected my attention back to the train. I was one of two people left in the lounge car, and the only one sitting. Theo was standing there holding something behind is back, grinning. Had I fallen asleep? I suppose that I must have. But what was with that dream that I had had
Before DEG- DolleyIt was raining. I found myself on a street bench in front of a clothing store holding a red cell phone.Before DEG- Dolley by ~egyptianpanda
Wait...who am I?
I immediately looked at my appearance using the store window. My eyes were ravenous, looking for something to remind me of my identity. From my reflection, I discovered that I had straight, shoulder length brown hair and purple eyes. I was unsure of my age, but I was anywhere from my late teens to early twenties. My petite hourglass figure was dressed in a black trench coat, black nylons, and black knee-high, lace up boots. Under my trench coat, I was wearing a spaghetti-strapped, knee-length white dress. I suddenly became aware of something cold on my neck; a necklace that had a corked jar with red glitter in it. Fairy dust, I thought to myself, a child's toy. In my jacket however, there was something that no child would have: a dagger. It bore the inscription "Lilium est veritatem." I had no clue what that meant. All of a sudden the name "Dolley Madison" popped int
Apple Slice Breakfast was actually nice. It had been too long since I had real butter on my toast, and too long since I didn't have to measure the jelly I spread on it for fear that we would run out. Dolley was actually a nice addition to breakfast. Although we were quiet, barely speaking more than a few syllables, it was still nice to have company. I never realized how alone I truly was until I stepped onto this train. I found that no one, not Dolley or Xan who I've come to remember by his cabbage like hair, looked at me as the people where I used to live did. They didn't sneer in disgust or look on in hatred as I passed by; many didn't even take notice of me. I didn't mind really, it was refreshing to not have to feel like I was going to be spit on or hit all the time.Apple Slice by ~LittleRedMoon
Finishing my breakfast I wrapped a few extra strawberries and a slice of apple in a napkin and found the window I had become accustomed to sitting under. It was between a
Hello Dolley We have rooms now, and roommates. The text of who and where came shortly after a new member arrived. That new member was my roommate, the only other female in group eight. Seeing as how the text said our curfew was ten thirty p.m. and the clock was quite near to said time, I gathered my cards and left to my room. It was a small, rather cramped space but clean and fresh with a small window and two beds underneath of which laid drawers for whatever belongings we may have. I sat down on the crisp sheets of one bed clearly claiming it as my own, my space amongst the unstable towers that were my group mates. I looked out my window watching Massachusetts fly by in the night. Finally we were leaving this hellish state. It had brought me nothing but trouble and pain. Although, I did give that pain back in spades to all who dared bring it upon me.Hello Dolley by ~LittleRedMoon
Suddenly I felt lost, as if a dark being had snatched my very purpose for being on this earth up and