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The Convent's Weasel

Author: Bryle Domingo
last update publish date: 2020-10-26 05:36:14
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  • Mathilda   The Song Birds' Castle

    I had the littlest idea about where we were going, and yet, I still followed Gabriel. This better not be a prank. We were walking for ages (exaggerated). I thought we were going to the river-lake, but we just passed through its natural magnificence. We then ente

  • Mathilda   The Queen and King

    The next morning, earlier even, I decided to change Michael’s bondage and then reapply a fresh poultice. But the storage had no hint of any bloodied knight. It was as if he was not there, and Hana and I too. So, during breakfast, I searched for Hana to asked her about what had happened, but instead, I found Michael. He was seated at the far end of the dining table designated for the knights, with two other boy that looked hi

  • Mathilda   The Little Karma

    “I am Michael, what is your name?” It had been hours since I patched him up, and yet, he still sounded frail in my ears. “We don’t need to know each other.”&nbs

  • Mathilda   The Fallen Knight

    We were playing a game of hide and seek, it was all of us and the dog against the sisters and the knights. Almost after all the chores, we ran straight outside the compound and away from it to meet with Gabriel and Boy. We had to sneak out, of course. But sometimes, we had to stay in, and the stable was the only place available, for no one could pass through a barricade of aged sisters. Even me.

  • Mathilda   The Boy Named Boy

    It was time for the girls to meet the little dog, Boy. Yes, it was his name. Unfortunately, Gabriel had a pea sized brain and did not even bothered to use its entirety. The three lettered name, that was synonymous to his gender, was all he thought as he gave his fur friend a name. People should really consider giving out names well. I meant it f

  • Mathilda   The Hell's Cradle

    I decided to start with the most untiring task from the list, which was feeding the horses, and end it opposite the latter, which was cleaning the bare dirtied hog pen. But it was now midday, and still, I was not even half done with the chores. And to make matters worse, I was already dead worn out too. Hence, I decided to rest, and there was only one place to hide from Sister Rene’s lurking eyes. The neighboring river-lake.

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