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I’m 13 and love to write. Please read this part of the book I am writing and tell me what you think of it. BTW it has not been edited so my spelling and grammar might be off. Also the book is called Moonlit and has NOTHING to do with Twilight. No rude comments please!!!
The part I’m posting is a flashback of one of my characters, Mia, who is a vampire hunter.
Warm heat swallowed her body as she walked into the common room of her dormitory. Men belonging to her caste sat in various places, drinking mead and recapping the day’s events. Mia was a new hunter and had just gotten her first and only assignment, find and destroy the one. Master Adeleson would not tell her who or what the one was, and he gave her specific orders not to ask anyone about it. Too bad, Mia defined herself as a rule breaker, and whatever Master Adeleson said would not detour her from asking.
“Wench, get me another brandy while you’re up.” Bradford, an overweight hunter commanded Mia.
When would these dimwitted idiots realize she was not a wench, and that she was a hunter like them?
“Get off your lazy *** and get it yourself. And for further references I am not this dormitories serving wench, I am a hunter like you and the rest of your dull cronies.” Mia spat violently at him as she walked to her isolated sleeping quarters.
“Watch ‘er mouth lady or I myself will knock you off your pedestal. I do not know why in the world Master Adeleson chose you to hunt the one, when you can barely kill a fledgling.” Bradford’s words stopped Mia in her tracks, unable to move any further.
He, the actual hunter who was incapable of killing a fledgling, knew about the one, the hunter’s guild’s most guarded secret. How was that possible? Only hunters who had graduated to the sixth ranking and above were told such things and certainly not this sorry excuse for a man who had barely passed the second ranking. Even Mia who proudly held the title of chosen one and a member of the fifth ranking did not know this.
Turning her head black hair obscured her sapphire eyes as she seethed with unimaginable anger and disbelief.
“How do you know of the one? You are a second rank and should not know such information kept so privately in the guilds high ranks”
A mad chuckle escaped Bradford’s small mouth as he enjoyed every second of Mia’s anger. She did not belong in the guild, only the sons of nobles did and not peasant filth like her.
“We all know of such, every rank was told, even the initiates. But I guess the council thought you unfit to bear such knowledge.” Bradford retorted, his words slightly slurred.
In truth he didn’t know about the one, and had never before heard the term mentioned. His slight drunkenness made his little game fun, and Mia being the shy hunter she was, would never ask another person about the one. Or so he dearly hoped. Later after the wench went off to her quarters, he would warn the men not to tell her the truth, and make them swear to his alliance.
Mia was found dumbstruck at Bradford’s words. Unfit to bear the knowledge of the one? No, that was not the case; Bradford’s words were lies that stuck in the room like unventilated smoke from the room’s hearth. The real reason was buried in the scorn most men carried towards her, the only female hunter in the caste. She, a woman, was thought of as no good and not fit as a lean and lethal hunter. Sexist pigs like Bradford believed women only capable of child bearing, housework, and being loyal servants to their husbands. But that was not Mia’s place in this world; she was a huntress, the huntress.
“Why do they see me unfit to bear the knowledge Bradford, I’m sure they would tell such a strong man like you?” Her words caught Bradford off guard, flattery was not Mia’s usual way of talking to him.
His response was quick and not well thought out, “You are too young.”
She may have only been twenty one, but that too was a lie.
Shuddering at the thought of Bradford’s ignorance, Mia’s attention snapped back to the hunt. Tonight the slaying of an abomination was all that mattered.
Thanks for reading and I hoped you enjoyed it ( :

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4 Comments

  1. Alex

    I, too, am 13 and absolutely love to write. Your style of writing is remarkably similar to mine, ornate with sophisticated vocabulary and elegantly descriptive. However, you should try to clarify certain thoughts and emotions with not only long words, but with direct, simpler, to-the-point sentences in between the more detailed ones. This way, the mood and ’speed’ of the writing varies and becomes more meaningful and entertaining to the reader. Otherwise, excellent job! The overall writing and dialogue is very creative and interesting. ;)

    Posted on 08-Nov-09 at 4:15 am | Permalink
  2. **Avril Rocks**

    IT IS AWSOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!…

    Posted on 08-Nov-09 at 4:15 am | Permalink
  3. HarryPot

    It’s really good! :)

    Posted on 08-Nov-09 at 4:15 am | Permalink
  4. Jessa

    ‘Warm heat swallowed her body as she walked into the common room of her dormitory.’
    That hooked me right then to read this. I thought it was amazingly written. You are really a great writer! Thanks for sharing this :)

    Posted on 08-Nov-09 at 4:15 am | Permalink

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