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• Lulabelle   Doubts and accusations

  ??????? ??: Doubts and accusationsGabrielle was groggy from a deep slumber, awakened only by a crash outside the circular window. She looked but only saw the silhouette of a lady which she could barely make out the appearance because of the darkness, illuminated only by the oil lamps. The only thing that seemed familiar about the lady was her big brown pair of eyes. She seem stupefied by Gabrielle's sudden presence."Oh... hi... whadar... yodointhere?" a somewhat rhetorical question that Gabrielle asked groggily, half closing her eyes."Uh... n-nothing..." said the lady."Ah... 'kay" said Gabrielle closing the window, not minding the suspicious atmosphere. She just wanted to go back to sleep. Nothing was on her mind. She then dived back to bed not even thinking about the familiar eyes that greeted her.Then she was suddenly floating. She looked down, her feet was not

• Lulabelle   Rouche Cavanry

  The trio were finally at the doorstep of Ceb village. Stood on each side of the gateway were two large stone columns. Gabrielle busied herself inspecting the hedge of bushes that beautifully surrounded the village like a green fence. She peeked inside and saw perfectly aligned yellow brick houses. With Savana on the lead, Gabrielle excitedly stepped into the entrance, hoping for some food and maybe a little rest."Bleeep!""Huh?... what happened? I thought...""Bleeep!""Gabrielle stop th—""Bleeep!""What is happening?! Why can't I get in?!" exclaimed a confused Gabrielle. As soon as she set foot into the gateway something bizarre happened. She could not seem to go further into the place. She could only go as far as two steps away from the two columns that denotes the village entrance. Instantly, as she tried to step further, she got telepo

• Lulabelle   Out at last!

  Gabrielle's eyes widened, fixed at the horror in front of her. She finally came face to face with the living and breathing version of the nightmare that forever haunted her in her imagination. She hasn't seen an actual ogre before yet she knew that the gigantic head in front of her eyes was it."O... o-ogre" she said silently gulping for breath, frozen from where she stood. She couldn't move her feet. In fact she couldn't move everything. Her brain was filled with an empty void. Her joints, muscles, and every nerves in her body seems to have stopped working. Her heart raced in her chest rapidly. Cold sweat trickled down her face to her neck while she fought the recognizable sensation of blacking out."Ga-gabrielle... wha-what sh... sh-should we do?" asked Titchay cowering behind her legs. Even the abnormal cat-like animal was trembling behind her. A scene Gabrielle did not expect. She thought the gyrin knew what to do in every situation. Titch

• Lulabelle   Titchay the gyrin

  Gabrielle's interests in writing tales of adventures were mostly influenced and aroused by her mother who used to tell her stories when she was younger. Stories that always go "...the heartless ogre snatched the princess who was unfortunately lost in the forest, with its monstrously gigantic hands, hardened with calluses..."Commonly, the villains were always fire-breathing dragons, cauldron-stirring witches and the ones Gabrielle feared the most–ogres. Witches curse and dragons spew fire, to her nothing unnatural about that, but ogres, they were horrors. Stories about such creature could even make Gabrielle cower. Their thick bulky skin, hulking figure, hideous appearance and the yellow teeth perfectly made for chewing humans would always send her nightmares as a kid. She had gotten a bit bigger but she'd still flinch thinking about them hiding in the dark. Having met the little kid Savana, came a virtually high chance of her facing one. The kid she had barely save

• Lulabelle   Savana in the rainbow forest

  Flashed back in Gabrielle's mind were her uncle Cliff's last words before she was transported to a blindingly white room. She remembered closing her door after her uncle said "ugly bunny". She tried to recall every bit of details she could recollect.How could she have mistaken her room for another? No, never. She was perfectly sure that it was her room she went into. She's lived in that house all her life. She would never make judgements as consequential as that, not even when she's that distraught, not in that house. She even saw her bed, her pink table, her closet and even the dolls on her shelves she used to collect when she was a kid. That was her room alright. She even remembered sitting down, crying. Then there was that light. Yes, that light. When she came to, she was already in that white room. A room of nothing, except for the remarkable golden door that really stood out in that white room. It was just a door–at the center of the room.

• Lulabelle   The golden key

  Saturday. A fairly fine day."Pa, I'll be going now!" Shouted Gabrielle as she opened the door."What? Going where? It's saturday!" inquired her father. "It's Ma's birthday today, I thought we agreed on visiting her together?""Uhm... to Shaunie's house Pa to... to make a... a school project!"Gabrielle knew that she should not supposed to lie to her father yet she couldn't bring herself to tell him that she's got a job at a cafe in the local food park. She'd get scolded if she did so.Her mother, Margie, died in an accident almost a year ago and since then she had been getting jobs on weekends unbeknownst to her father, secretly helping to provide necessities to their home. Her father, Jerod, a freelance photographer whose work had gone a little downhill lately stood steadily strong for her.Gabrielle stood about five feet tall, had a pair of almond-e