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        An open field, the warm wind, birds singing, the scent of sweet grass around her.  The Princess stood in the open world, a golden lyre in her hand.   That lyre had been passed down through the woman of her family.  They said it originated from the first ruler- a divine mortal. The girl softly plucked at the strings.  The melody was calm and wistful, something from her childhood lullaby.  However, around her the skies turned black.  The wind turned harsh and the birds stopped.  The air’s sweetness now burned of ash and flame.  The young woman gasped and turned her head t

        An open field, the warm wind, birds singing, the scent of sweet grass around her.  The Princess stood in the open world, a golden lyre in her hand.   That lyre had been passed down through the woman of her family.  They said it originated from the first ruler- a divine mortal. The girl softly plucked at the strings.  The melody was calm and wistful, something from her childhood lullaby.  However, around her the skies turned black.  The wind turned harsh and the birds stopped.  The air’s sweetness now burned of ash and flame.  The young woman gasped and turned her head t

PrussiaXReader Vampire Night ______________________________________________________________________________ It had been a long day. You had spent at least 4 hours watching (Favorite show) season (number) DVD's. You could hardly keep your (e/c) eyes open, so you went to your room. After relaxing under the covers, all nice and snug, there was a faint tapping noise on your window. You tried to ignore it, but soon it got louder and louder and finally out of pure vexation, you jumped out of bed and threw the window open. "Kesesesese..." You heard some kind of laugh, almost like a hissing noise. 'What the? What was that? You thought at first

Epic Prussian Pancakes _____________________ Prussia frowned to himself. He was alone, of course. It was just him in his house and his computer, and various other objects. He was currently refreshing his blog to see if anyone had commented or followed. Nothing. He sat back and whirled the chair around to glare at something. A picture of Fritz, a unfinished Rubic Cube that America gave him, some video games, an old pair of Austria's glasses he stole a while back. Prussia snickered at the memory. Yes, those were the days, back when he was a nation. His younger brother was currently at a Europe dinner conference. And him not being a nation

Jurassic 51 Chapter 2- Landing in Paradise __________________________ England and France climbed into the helicopter and took their seats. 'Thank heavens I won't have to sit next to France for who knows how many hours!' England thought to himself. The plane ride had been long, and the two were forced to be squeezed together, not to mention Francis kept hitting on every girl that passed him, which greatly embarrassed the Brit. Francis was sitting next to Gilbert, the ex-personification of Prussia. Arthur was seated next to Lichtenstein, Switzerland's little sister. "Hello Elise, nice to see you again." Arthur said in an attempt to make convers