m<a class="postlink" href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5g8ykQLYnX0">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5g8ykQLYnX0</a>m<br/><br/>Nightwish- Storytime<br/><br/>(( public post/story post))<br/><br/>A figure cloaked in a black veil strolled across the open field towards Alice's Well. Their face masked by that of a porcelain smile. Their intentions only known to them, and them alone. "Poor girl, it seems that they have desecrated your watery tomb far too much." The figure whispered as they laid their gloved hand upon the very edge of the well's opening. "Though by the looks of it. I sense that you have aloud this to happen. Maybe you wish to be forgotten?" Cryptic questions raised by the figure continue to fall on what most would see as deaf ears. "That is fine Alice. I know you need to regain your strength."<br/><br/>With that the figure began to chant something, and as they did the winds beyond the red eye woods picked up. The air chilled to a frosty glow. Time slowed and stars collided above. Shadows overtook the trees, and glowing eyes peered out from the shadows which surrounded the grove. Immense power emerged from beneath the figure's ebony viel, and as they chanted. A bright glow shot up into the sky from deep within the well.<br/><br/>"Gaia...mother...darkness..my sister...<br/>light beyond the eternal<br/>And afterglow beyond the realms of dreams.<br/>I call upon you to cast your shroud upon this lost soul that.<br/><br/>To help awaken what must be done.<br/>I call upon you dear Alice<br/>From your realm of wonderland.<br/>Takes your place upon the living<br/><br/>And...breath once more."<br/><br/>From deep within the well a voice bellowed out. "Whyyyy dooo yuooo wakeeee meee ????" The figure cast their hand to the side and once more echoed out their chant. " I wake you to bring about the destruction of those who wish us harm!" The voice reuttered their phrase. "Whyyyy dooo youuu wakeeee meee ???" The figure this time with vigor cast their hand out towards the well. " To awaken from your slumber child...to bring about the end of those who shall not reign." There was silence in the well this time, but as things once more grew dark. The voice spoke back up. " Thennnnn soooo beee itttt." The figured stepped away from the well, and from all them energy drew into the hollow tomb. Untill there was nothing left but silence. The figure, once pleased, smirked behind their mask, and strolled off into the woods past the grove.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------</span><br/><br/>((For Sil))<br/><br/>It was 9:30 in the morning when a hunched over figure with a mop and bucket walked out of the High school's boiler room. He wore a faded set of old blue jeans and a shirt with the name of the school on the back. On the shirt's front was a semi peeled off tag that labeled his profession, Janitor. Followed by an I.D sealed in plastic with his name, Lenny Shivers. He was a tall figure, a pale white, grizzled man in his late 50's that wore on top of his head a baseball cap which proudly stated Marine Corps. "Shivers! Did you not hear the loudspeaker!" Yelled out the school's Principal. A very short tempered, and much of an bastard of a man. Principle John C. Deskill. "You are not getting paid to stand around like a damn fool. That announcement was ten minuets ago, and there is still a puddle of piss in front of Mrs. Lee's classroom!"<br/><br/>The old Marine just smirked, and raised his left hand in acknowledgement. "Sorry, was just looking at something." The Principle glared at the Janitor for a moment, a look of disgust in his eyes. "Just go clean the damn thing..." He hauled off away from the Janitor, back to the school's main office. It was no secret that the principle and the Janitor were not exactly on good terms. Lenny, a slow and somewhat simple man. The Principle a much younger and highly educated individual. Though Lenny didn't mind that too much. He has a ok job, and for the most part was content. He didn't need or want much. He lived alone, had a wife, whom passed away two years ago. Just him and his dog rusty. The job's health benefits paid for his medication, and for him to live. So what if the principle hated him? Lenny was happy, and that is all that mattered. He turned down towards the direction of said classroom, and began to humm himself a hymn, and off he went.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------</span><br/><br/>((For Kitti and Wolf))<br/><br/>"Christopher Caleb Coleman" Called out the secretary who sat behind big desk in the main office. She eyed what could only be described as a new student to the school. "Were you given your paperwork with the classes and other important information about the school?" The woman was an old, decrepit sought who at appearance could of been mistaken for an original piece of the school. "You need to also have your update flu shots, and other...healthy things." She was vague, vague enough to the point that it was hard if she was just somewhat...deaf. She eyed the new student, before she turned towards the loud speaker.<br/><br/>"I am going to call a student to come show you around."<br/><br/>She turned, and pressed a button on the loud speaker.<br/><br/>"Will Ashley "OCorner come to the main office please." She turned off the loudspeaker and turned towards the new student. "She is a good student...she will show you around..."<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><br/>-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/></span><br/><br/>((For Haruna.))<br/><br/>"Well here in the interesting thing about going to the police or anyone in this town." Explained Issac as he sat inside the car. "After talking to several of these patience. Something interesting has come up. I believe that this entire town is filled with creatures." He knew that explaining this to Lerisa was complicated, and possibly hard to understand. Yet it was nice to have someone else to trust with his secrets. "Someone like me and someone like you have some very interesting possibilities ahead of us. Imagine this. We break the wall of the obscure! Allow for understanding beyond anything once comprehended by normal humans. "<br/><br/>"I want to find out what secrets this town really hides, and i believe someone like you can help Lerisa." It was heavy, very heavy stuff to lay down on someone, and he knew it. Yet there wa something about this town, something powerful. He felt it when he first moved here, and has continued to feel it. "Imagine Lerisa. You and your family could live an amassing life. Sit pretty on grants and donations to our research. I will do all the work, and you just jot down what i discover here. With your help, I could bring down this entire complex of lies."<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/></span><br/><br/>((For Muse))<br/><br/>Matt had still had been rested against the hood of his squad car. When he noticed a news van as it drove up a little past him and the Mayor. "Now who would this be?" Inquired Matt as he took a sip of his coffee. The Mayor and Miss Wilson both glared at eachother, and back at the van. "Just alittle attention for down home festival." Eli said as he chuckled and watched the news van. A woman dressed in a buissness suit and dress  jumped out of the van. She was followed by what appeared to be her cameraman. "Greg! Make sure you get shots of the entire shops and place. Our station was garureeted full coverage to this gem, and I am not going to let anything slip by!" The camera man nodded, and opended up the side of the news van for his equipment.<br/><br/>Matt turned towards the mayor. "Guaranteed full coverage eh?" Eli grinned and folded his arms. "Who am I to negelect the world or for that fact the state of Virginia from this momentum occasions!?" Miss Wilson nodded in agreement. "Indeed. A major station covering our town's fall festival will bring with it profits, visitors, and most of all the needed love this town has not received." Matt shook his head, but decided to just watch. The news reporter spotted the three of them, and turned towards the camera man. "Perfect! That must be the mayor and the town sheriff! Come on Greg!!!" The cameraman sighed, but followed. "Start rolling!" She demanded as she approached the Mayor. "This is Ellie Fritzgerald here with NBC 12! We are here in the sleepy mountain of Eversprings, West Virginia. The town's Mayor, Keith Eli Winston, along with his assistant and the town's sheriff. Are here to hopefully fill us in about this rather interesting fall festival."<br/><br/>She turned the mic away from her face, and directed it towards the mayor. Keith, being who he was, waisted no time as he described the event. "That is right! Our little town of Eversprings is celebrating it's first grande fall festival! One which has been around since the founding of the town back in the late 1800's." He continued to hog the microphone. He built this festival up as a grande show which will include live entertainment, a carnival, and entertain for even the kiddies. This went on for a few minuets until the news reporter turned the microphone on Matt. "Umm..my views on this festival. I think it could indeed be something special for the town, and we in the everspring's sheriff's department will be sure to keep the peace."<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/></span><br/><br/>((For Amara))<br/><br/>"Alex, why are we in a book store?" Inquired a blonde haired woman dressed in a tan coat, and blue jeans. "Because I am sure that this place has the book we are looking!" Responded the man who stood beside dressed in a black jacket and jeans. They stood inside Kori's book shop/cafe to look for something that was not meant to be found. "Well if it's in here. It sure isn't going to be standing right in front of us!" Alex smirked and turned towards his friend. "Lisa, I promise that we will find the damn thing before it unleashes anymore hell. That or the asshole incharge of keeping it!"<br/><br/>They approached the front counter of the cafe, and spotted who they had hoped was in charge of it. That or atleast someone who knew what they were looking for. Alex, placed his hand on the counter, and peered at the person behind it. "Hello, me and my freind here are looking for a particular book. One which a man maybe in his late 50's could of left here. It's a rather unique book. One which has a cover that..may have a face on it." He stopped mid sentence and glared at his friend. " We have been told that he may of stopped here...he has one missing hand, and he kinda may smell of liquor...