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Ok Wisemann, I did say that I'll have a look at the start. The Canaby sisters were far from the land of Topia and had to act quickly if they ...

Hey Castles. Lost voices echoing back and forth like the hypnotizing lull of an artist’s paintbrush. Does the sound of a brush being applied to a canvas produce a sound ...

Dreamer, I said "if" it was implimented so I didn't fall for it XD I also put "lol" at the front to show that I had understood Nate's cruel, sick ...

Hey Conrad, this is for the NZ contest since you were the winner of it :) It was a picture right out of mythology, or poetry even. It took Brant's ...

Lol. I'm going to drive my family poor if this is implimented.

Hello Cocoboy, and welcome to YWS. Is that a Penguin clashing the symbols on top of a polar bear? “No. It can’t be like this. Not now. Please, not now. ...

looks like I have to work very hard if I really want to fulfill my dreams in becoming a junior moderator. Thanks for posting it up Nate. Andy.

Hey there Krazyshooter, and welcome to YWS. I won't be giving a line to line for this piece as I think your problem lies more within its execution. Let me ...

Thanks andy, This was a flashback so it didnt make sense if you haven't read chps. 1-9. :wink: Madeline didn't leave! Ruby did. If I was able to be confused ...

Hey there Wiseman. I have not read the other chapters to this, I'm only reviewing this as a separate chapter. She sat in the grass with a blue and white-frilled ...

Hey there Inkboy, I'm back. The gate to the convent, unlike everything else in the little town of Kyrii, reflected the old Gothic style from the Golden Age. Maybe give ...

I'm back Castles. They swirl in clear brown liquid. Green-feathered ballerinas waltzing around a ballroom of white china. As the water disappears, they plummet. Careful, you already used "waltz" at ...

Hey Kaylyn. My tears are bitter, Salty from sadness. My anger makes My face hot. Err is it not obvious that tears are salty and that anger makes your face ...

Hey Castles, thought I should owe you a critique. Firstly, I'll just add in some of my line by line's. Her throat closed up as her breathing cut short and ...

Hello Jared, you ask, I deliver. East Bristol had never been quieter. Perhaps it was an omen, maybe even a warning. Clair Stowe mulled over it frequently in the later ...