Don't Leave Me (Excerpt)"No!" She yelled, her voice hoarse from her earlier attempts at getting away. "I won't let you do this, Tokin!" Tears had already begun to stream down her face, as if they themselves knew they couldn't help their owner. She had been fighting with him for two days, but he had been adamant about her not leaving. He had said it was too dangerous for her to be out on the battlefield, let alone to be sneaking into the enemy's fortress, but she had been fighting him; fighting with all her heart. She didn't want him to leave; not right after she finally got him back. "Listen to me, Katelyn!" Tokin said firmly, holding the sides of her face in his hands. His fingers were gentle, but his eyes were firm with the decision she dreaded. "You have to get out of here; it's not safe here anymore; you can't stay. I have to go to the front line, and I don't know if I'll be back, but" he was suddenly cut off by a pair of soft lips meeting his own. He could t
Novel ExcerptTears streaked down his cheek, making muddy trails on his dusty face. The rings around his eyes were puffy and red, with black bags underneath, signifying he hadn't been sleeping well. His dark maroon-red hair was almost a light brown color from the dust which resulted from the explosion. His blue eyes peered into mine, willing me to make it out of this alive. Begging me to stay with him. Pleading for my life.I was vaguely aware of his lips moving, but heard no sound coming out. My vision faded by black dancing spots, and my ears temporarily deafened by the roaring explosions behind us. When I took a breath, it felt like I had a whole car on top of me. It was so hard, and I was so tired. I just wanted to close my eyes, to slip into a blissful sleep and not be awoken till the next day when my alarm clock would be blaring in my ear, telling me to get up for my first day of school and this whole adventure had been a dream.So badly did I want this to be a dream; to start this all over; t
Eleven Stories UpEleven stories up,Hanging over deathly peril,Trying to climb upTo an even level.The clouds high abovePart to show the HeavensStill, the boy continues.The green far belowSways to an even beat,Still, he climbs: to goalsHe needs to meet;Keeps going forward,Only looking back to rememberHow far he climbedSince last December.