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There's nothing much going on today. But, I'm still happy. Sense there's no one commenting, I will stop posting. Just Joking! Did I have you going? But seriously, it's boring when no one comments. So, even if your just a random person, comment! Please? Anyways, I guess I should post and Escape update. I wrote a lot yesterday, but haven't typed it yet. Might just do that soon. I have changed the first chapter, thats what I wrote yesterday, and I might just post it as a "teaser chapter" if you read it, tell me what you think. Remember though, the title is a work in process, and as is the chapter, it's just a rough draft. So, if you read it, tell me what you think. And remember, BE TRUTHFUL! Thanks and have a great day and enjoy the selection from Escape!


Garth heard the horse hooves first. Looking up, he saw the soldiers riding towards their farm. Then, his father looked up. A flash of fear on his face, then it was gone, Squaring his shoulders, Garths fater walked up to the soldiers. Garths father was a tall man, but he had to look up at the man astride the horse. "What do you want?" Garth's father asked.
"The payment," the man answered.
Garths fathers face paled at the words, "W-we aren't ready yet. We haven't had suff-" Garths father started.
"Then you understand the punishment?" the man questioned.
"Now look here!" Garths father bellowed. "Give us time and we will pay!"
"The payment! Now!" The man barked. Angrilly, Garth's fater pulled his knife out and shoved it into the mans chest. His father didn't even have time to withdraw his knife before his head was rolling on the ground in a puddle of blood. The second in command barked an order and the soldiers split into two groups. One coming towards him, and the others with lit torches going towards his house. Garth's knuckles turned white as he gripped the hoe's staff tight. Feeling an urge to run, he just about did. But, then he heard the screams. His head shot towards the source of the noise. He saw in horror his house, otlined by orange light and shadowed by black. His mother screamed again as the orange flames licked higher into the sky. Rage boiled in his blood. He was filled with blind fury. He opened his mouth and screamed a howl of rage. Then another scream was sent to the sky. He raised his farmtool above his head. Then, he felt his arm twitch. Embarressment only added to his anger, for he thought he would be made fun of. His vision was clouded by red, and his ears closed to all sound but his pounding heart. Rushing the oncoming soldiers, he saw their bewildered faces, and he grew more angry. Knowing they must be making fun of him, he turned and swung the hoe. His blood on fire, he felt it connect through his whole body. Looking toward the point of impact he saw a horse opening it's mouth and falling down, it's knee in splinters. The man astride the horse was trying to get out of the sadle, but as the horse hit the ground, he was trapped. Garth looked around him as horses shied and backed up from the screams of their companion. One of them stepped on the man and ended his miserable existance. Grinning from his success, he swung again. This time though, a strong hand grabbed the hoe and flung it and Garth to the side. Thudding against a tree, Garth felt his back pop. Gasping for breath, he stood up and bent over and coughed up some blood. Wiping his mouth he looked up at the oncoming horses, their riders raising their swords. Losing his rage, he felt cold harsh fear now. Stunned, he could do nothing. Then, a rock hit him in the head from the running legs of a horse, kicked up by it's hooves. Shaking his head, Garth turned and ran into the nearby forest, the emblem of the soldiers burned into his mind.

Thats not all I wrote, but thats what I think you should read. Tell me what you think! Please!?