The cover of Lala Magazine 5

I miss my old house. I was happy and fine there. I hate the monsters who screwed us out of there. I wish my parents could have fought to keep it and pay it off rather than find a rental house. I don't care for this new place very much. I hate that the cuisine is downstairs, I hate the neighborhood and the area, and I cannot stand the animaux that make noise in the backyard all night long. I miss my old room, where I can watch the sunset in the summer, I miss going for long walks in my old neighborhood, and most of all, I miss the memories.

I pull back my bow and arrow,'The white dragon.' His words running through my head like a free train.I angled directly for my target gave a sudden jerk on the bow and release .I watched as my bow shoot over three buildings, at seventy miles an hour,through the glass window-like a bullet's shot- and into the back of my target.I watched as he dropped to the floor as the blood gushed from his body,after a few moments later he went pale and started twitching montrer that my posion was taking it's toll on my victim.I smiled at my work and stood up striaght,more people crowded around the man's lifeless body.As I began my stroll back to my clan ou covenant if toi will....