just a little fiction writing for you :)

I post so many nonfiction things on here. So today I thought I would share just a little bit of what I"ve been working on for the past year. I don't have much, because in my opinion, great things always take time. If you have to rush it, what's even the point? I aspire to be a writer, however, I need to write many more pages before that can ever happen. The story is called "Man in the Mask" or something along those lines. The back story goes like this: I had a friend, whom the main character is heavily based on, right down to the name. He inspired me in a lot of ways to do great things, and writing fiction was one of them. I had a light inside of me sparkle when I would talk about the basic premise of this story, so I hope you like what I have to show you.. If not, just leave a harsh, but polite comment about what needs to change, and I might just consider it.

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10:00 pm- The Village

He scanned the room while his sleek black shoes fell dramatically with each step. His tux was smoothly pressed against his incredibly lean, muscular body as his brown, messy, hair was also neatly combed back. This was it: the one moment to get everything right. This is the Grand Ball, hosted by the prince that he’d been researching for a few months. Every single minute in the new dimension was priceless. Therefore, he couldn’t afford to mess anything up. Lives were at stake.

The lighting was dim and the music filled the atmosphere with positive vibes, for it was the prince’s ball afterwards.  Charming was supposed to find his true love, the beautiful Cinderella, here. People danced all around, smiling for no reason at all. The man in the mask went by Chaney. Chaney Ryan Monroe. Of course, he didn’t want to tell people that, for it would confuse them greatly. He looked around the room once more, searching for a wisp of blonde hair.

“Hello handsome.” He heard a voice say behind him.

“Pardon?” He asked with great confusion, forgetting that people could actually see him in this dimension.

“Do you want to dance?” She inquired.

“Shouldn’t I be asking you this question?” He sarcastically retorted. As he turned to look at her, he noticed that her hair was pinned way too far on top of her head, and the brown curls didn’t frame her face correctly at all. The makeup was splattered on, as if the artist was blind during application.

“I guess one dance wouldn’t hurt.” He told her, ignoring the way she looked. With his mask on, Chaney wouldn’t be discovered and therefore he could also look for the future princess.

He took her hand gently, swiftly making a 360 around the room with his brown, yet golden eyes. Cinderella, the woman he was after, was nowhere to be found. As he danced to the rhythm with a nameless maiden, he began to get more worried. This was his first mission and if he screwed it up, he could be stuck in this Village and dimension forever. His heart started beating heavily and he was becoming extremely flushed. Suddenly, he saw one of the most breathtaking women walk into the ballroom. Her presence filled the space like the snow on a beautiful winter day or the ray of sunlight during a storm.

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That's all I have. Well, all I'm showing you anyways. If you want to read more, I have plenty of it. If not, I'm sorry I wasted your time :)

have a lovely day:)

Emma Jane