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She trembles when you put her back down on her feet again. Her eyes remain wide open in fear.

"I'm not lying..." she softly whispers. "I was curious. I'm sorry. I thought I saw something. I was wrong. I'm sorry.."

She cowers like a frightened little bird. Her hands are trembling like mad while she peeks up at you.

"Please don't kill me. Don't hurt me please. I...I'm sorry."

She gasps when you grab her throat again after catching up with her. She splutters and walks back in a few steps looking horrified back into your dark eyes.

"Please… This can’t be happening. This isn’t possible."

She tries to deny what she sees. She doesn’t believe and...

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She turns and raises her eyebrows.

"Respect? On the way you've shown me yours? Because you haven't shown me any when I woke up in bed."

She points at the bed and crosses her arms with a stubborn expression on her face. In her time women are very well spoken and to her it's not that disrespectful. It's merely a matter of years of evolution between you and her. 

She sighs and rolls with her eyes while turning her head aside. 

"I'm just annoyed because you want me to explain what happened again and again every time. I told you and there is nothing more I can add to what you already know! I would like to have the situation clear myself as well, but unfortunately I don't."

She glares at you and her expression softens. 

"I am really sorry. I am."

She looks up and her madness is back.

"I already told you that." she snarls. 

She stands up and moves away from you back to the window. She’s silence for a while, but than speaks.

"Could you please leave and leave me alone? You’re not planning to help me anyway. You’re just keeping me here planning to forever."

She sighs and places her flat right hand on the window. She really wish she could go through it and fly away like a bird. Into the freedom. Suddenly she gets an idea.  She could escape through the window! Unseen why hasn’t she thought about it before? You can’t see her face now she’s not looking at you, but her body and breath freezes. She needs to be alone for a while. The room is high, but with enough time and things she can knot together it will work.

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She looks up and her madness is back.

"I already told you that." she snarls. 

She stands up and moves away from you back to the window. She's silence for a while, but than speaks.

"Could you please leave and leave me alone? You're not planning to help me anyway. You're just keeping me here planning to forever."

She sighs and places her flat right hand on the window. She really wish she could go through it and fly away like a bird. Into the freedom. Suddenly she gets an idea.  She could escape through the window! Unseen why hasn't she thought about it before? You can't see her face now she's not looking at you, but her body and breath freezes. She needs to be alone for a while. The room is high, but with enough time and things she can knot together it will work.

She listens carefully and her mouth drops when you make her your apology. She closes it because it would look awkward and she tries not to show you her amazement. Yet she is. She blinks with her eyes, inhales and holds her breath when you continue so she won’t miss a word. When you ask her her patience, she exhales and a shiver runs down her spine. She can’t believe what she just heard, but recovers quickly and smiles politely.

"I will do so your Majesty. Thank you for your apologize to me. I do appreciate that."

She stands up and comes closer. Yet she feels like you can’t appreciate her coming too close, so she won’t. She bends her head and glares at her fingertips. 

"I’m homesick… I really am,.." she looks up and shrugs a apologetic smile which appears on her face "… I will do my best not to stand in your way. I want to help because I want to go home so badly, but I don’t understand…"

She looks over her left shoulder and in despite she glares at her cellphone on the floor. A sigh escapes over her lips and she turns to collect her cellphone back in her hands. She squats to pick it up and glares at it while she stands up again.

"I don’t understand why it’s not working. If there was a way…." She turns her head over her shoulder and makes the rest of her body follow shortly after. Her madness fade away, but will come back as easily as it went when you say or do something that turns her against you again. When you strike her back she will be mad again. You’ve won just a few steps forward, but you’re not in owe of her trust yet. 

"How can I possible help you to get the truth on the table?"

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She listens carefully and her mouth drops when you make her your apology. She closes it because it would look awkward and she tries not to show you her amazement. Yet she is. She blinks with her eyes, inhales and holds her breath when you continue so she won't miss a word. When you ask her her patience, she exhales and a shiver runs down her spine. She can't believe what she just heard, but recovers quickly and smiles politely.

"I will do so your Majesty. Thank you for your apologize to me. I do appreciate that."

She stands up and comes closer. Yet she feels like you can't appreciate her coming too close, so she won't. She bends her head and glares at her fingertips. 

"I'm homesick... I really am,.." she looks up and shrugs a apologetic smile which appears on her face "... I will do my best not to stand in your way. I want to help because I want to go home so badly, but I don't understand..."

She looks over her left shoulder and in despite she glares at her cellphone on the floor. A sigh escapes over her lips and she turns to collect her cellphone back in her hands. She squats to pick it up and glares at it while she stands up again.

"I don't understand why it's not working. If there was a way...." She turns her head over her shoulder and makes the rest of her body follow shortly after. Her madness fade away, but will come back as easily as it went when you say or do something that turns her against you again. When you strike her back she will be mad again. You've won just a few steps forward, but you're not in owe of her trust yet. 

"How can I possible help you to get the truth on the table?"

She was currently standing in front of the window gazing outside again with her arms crossed. She tried to think about a way to get out, but so far didn’t succeed to come up with anything.

She notice the snow and cold weather. It’s warm in her room and a sigh escapes over her lips. You startle her when you speak. She was so deeply in thoughts that she didn’t even hear the door. 

She turns half on around and glares with a red swollen face at you. It’s clear that she’s been crying recently. Her eyes are bloodshot. She wonders if you even knocked, but doesn’t say anything about it.

"Yes your Majesty?" she speaks with not much joy in her voice. 

She remains to stand where she is, but lowers her both arms along her slim body staring back in your eyes. When you tell her we need to talk finally a frown appears on her forehead.

"Is there something wrong? Otherwise I wouldn’t know any reason why we should. I’m a little….." now she looks down to the ground and wanders up at you "���off. This isn’t the best moment to held a well spoken conversation to be honest."

She sits down on the edge of her bed and looks up with a certain curiosity.

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She was currently standing in front of the window gazing outside again with her arms crossed. She tried to think about a way to get out, but so far didn't succeed to come up with anything.

She notice the snow and cold weather. It's warm in her room and a sigh escapes over her lips. You startle her when you speak. She was so deeply in thoughts that she didn't even hear the door. 

She turns half on around and glares with a red swollen face at you. It's clear that she's been crying recently. Her eyes are bloodshot. She wonders if you even knocked, but doesn't say anything about it.

"Yes your Majesty?" she speaks with not much joy in her voice. 

She remains to stand where she is, but lowers her both arms along her slim body staring back in your eyes. When you tell her we need to talk finally a frown appears on her forehead.

"Is there something wrong? Otherwise I wouldn't know any reason why we should. I'm a little....." now she looks down to the ground and wanders up at you "...off. This isn't the best moment to held a well spoken conversation to be honest."

She sits down on the edge of her bed and looks up with a certain curiosity.

Sierra swings the phone so hard aside over the floor that it lands unbroken underneath a chair at the other side which stands in front of a desk. She turns her teared gaze away from the maids not willing to show her face to them and stands up slowly. She strolls up to the window and wraps her both arms around herself. The land looks strange. The people are dressed differently and a sigh escapes over her lips. She wants to get out of this castle. She wants to go back home, but she doesn’t know how. With her not working cell-phone it seems a mission impossible to get back to her own life.

While she stands there her fantasy makes her drift away from the reality. She sees the faces of the children in her orphanage clearly in her mind. Memories she carries along. For what matters her crying becomes even worse now. She’s suffering a homesick feeling at the moment and can’t even control her own fragile body any longer. It starts shaking controllable while the room gets filled with her sniveling and howling sounds. She now kind of starts hating you really.

She looks up from her hands where she was hiding her face in and stares broken and glassy  to the people outside. Suddenly madness overwhelms her. There is no way anyone can hold her as a prisoner. She hasn’t done anything. She WILL go back home.

She turns roughly around and glares angry around her. She has no idea what to do just yet. Her emotions are whispering to rush out of the room and leave, but her mind whispers that you won’t let her and she won’t come far. Again she sighs. She knows the last thing is true. She won’t get that far if she let herself guided by her emotions now. She needs a plan and she needs one fast. 

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She sighs and pulls up a smile when you insist to pay explaining to her it will do you good. Ok, she will order a coffee. That won't cost you that much.

"Ok, if you really insist..."

She doesn't feel comfortable with it, but she agrees hoping you don't need to toil hours to earn it back.

When you introduce yourself she looks aside and frowns followed by a smile when you tell and improve your age.

"You just turned 21?"

It's a simple explanation why your age is confusing you.

"I'm Sierra and 20 years old. So you're even older than I am? Wauw." she whistles through her teeth and is impressed. "I didn't expected that."

She's owning an orphanage herself and working into a social services network herself with homeless people etc. She is a little young to rule such an important branch of the society, but she's proven herself enough. She's doing this work for 1,5 year now and she's doing better as anyone ever did before.

She blinks with her eyes when we arrive in front of the door of a boulangerie and walks in when you hold the door open. She glares around and decides to choose for a comfortable and cozy seat in front of the window in the back. She takes a seat and strips out of her coat hanging it over the back of her chair.

"So ehm Alex. What are you doing for work or school?"

She frowns surprised when a boy offers her a drink. She notice you must feel yourself quite guilty. To help you off from that she sighs and nods.

"Ok, but I’ll pay for it. I’m sorry, but I can’t allow you to."

She holds her right hand up that this is not a subject to argue about and walks up with you to a nearby lunchcafe.

"Can you tell me more about yourself?" she asks interested while looking from aside at your face.

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Sierra swings the phone so hard aside over the floor that it lands unbroken underneath a chair at the other side which stands in front of a desk. She turns her teared gaze away from the maids not willing to show her face to them and stands up slowly. She strolls up to the window and wraps her both arms around herself. The land looks strange. The people are dressed differently and a sigh escapes over her lips. She wants to get out of this castle. She wants to go back home, but she doesn't know how. With her not working cell-phone it seems a mission impossible to get back to her own life.

While she stands there her fantasy makes her drift away from the reality. She sees the faces of the children in her orphanage clearly in her mind. Memories she carries along. For what matters her crying becomes even worse now. She's suffering a homesick feeling at the moment and can't even control her own fragile body any longer. It starts shaking controllable while the room gets filled with her sniveling and howling sounds. She now kind of starts hating you really.

She looks up from her hands where she was hiding her face in and stares broken and glassy  to the people outside. Suddenly madness overwhelms her. There is no way anyone can hold her as a prisoner. She hasn't done anything. She WILL go back home.

She turns roughly around and glares angry around her. She has no idea what to do just yet. Her emotions are whispering to rush out of the room and leave, but her mind whispers that you won't let her and she won't come far. Again she sighs. She knows the last thing is true. She won't get that far if she let herself guided by her emotions now. She needs a plan and she needs one fast. 

She sinks down holding her cell phone and tears start welling up in her eyes now. She opens her hand slowly and her cellphone rolls off her hand on the floor landing softly because she’s low above the ground. Her body starts shaking when her panic makes her start crying. She...

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The unbeliever is not as crazy as the believer thinks she is. Time will reveal the truth.

My mind

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I wanna see where the other muns are from. So reblog and list your blogs/add countries, states, etc.

New York (USA): theboyinthehoodie, a-load-of-malarkey, sonofeduardo

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She glares stunned at what's happening. She  crosses her arms and hears you out. You can see her frowning, hear her sniffing, sighing and almost every emotion she can show in disbelieve. Finally she lowers her arms and glares rather stunned at you.

"You sound nuts. It's crazy! It's all above normal! Do you have any idea what you're doing with these children? You lunatic behavior is upsetting them! This is beyond reality Miss. I'm afraid I can't tolerate this circus to continue in my orphanage."

She raises her chin making her point clear. She turns her head and pulls the two boys with her in her arms hushing them.

"Nothing will happen to any of you. I won't allow it. Sssshhh it's ok."

She looks up at you and slightly starts losing herself which you can see.

"Get out and take those people with you." she hisses.

Sorry for Sierra's stubbornness ;-) but ehm. Just one question. Would you mind not filling in the blanks of my char? I now worked along, but you describe my char here and there in a way she would never respond. She's rather sweet, honest, friendly, but about the orphanage very protective. I hope you can write a way around this stubbornness of her hahaha.

It’s getting bedtime for the younger children in the orphanage where Sierra works. She owns it and is one of the heads of a social service network together with child services and the government.

The children are hanging around her begging her to play one more song. Sierra can play her guitar…

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She sinks down holding her cell phone and tears start welling up in her eyes now. She opens her hand slowly and her cellphone rolls off her hand on the floor landing softly because she's low above the ground. Her body starts shaking when her panic makes her start crying. She feels lost and helpless. She doesn't know what to do anymore.

She bends her head so her hair is draping down her face hiding her red colored skin and her wet cheeks from you.

"Please go away. Leave me alone" she mutters with a smothered voice. She's on the edge of breaking in pieces now.

She nods to lent you her word of aid. 

"Of course."

She narrows her eyes when you threaten her again locking her up in a icy dungeon while walking up to the desk where her cellphone’s stored. 

"That won’t be necessary." she snarls a little grumpy now. She’s done with the threats while tapping on a few keys with her thumb. "There’s no signal here…." she softly mumbles surprised. "I’m not even able to check up on my missed calls I certainly should have. No text messages nothing."

She shakes her head a little confused and turns her face back at you looking up while still holding her cell-phone.

"Maybe it’s broken or something. My cell has no use as long as I don’t have any signal. Do you have a phone somewhere perhaps? I know a professor. I can try to call him, explain the situation and maybe he can come up with a logic solution."

She shrugs her shoulders still not realizing that she’s not in her own time.

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She gasps when you grab her throat again after catching up with her. She splutters and walks back in a few steps looking horrified back into your dark eyes.

"Please... This can't be happening. This isn't possible."

She tries to deny what she sees. She doesn't believe and in the far darkest thoughts she never believed in super natural beings to exist. She almost tumbles over an overthrown bin. Her stuttering voice is gasping for air.

"I...never...wanted...please. I never wanted to hurt you."

She's shaking all over. Terrified and frozen in fear.

"What was that shadow? I followed it and it ended... What was it?"

When you place the remark not to take it personal followed by ‘shut the fuck up’ makes her frown.

"I beg your pardon?" she snarls offended. When you tilt her up and turn her face aside she struggles in mid-air. When she feels your mouth in her neck followed by a stinging...

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She frowns by the mark thing. 

"I haven't seen any mark..." she mumbles and glares down what she does often when she thinks. Daniel always succeeded to hide them. She turns and holds one finger up to excuse her a moment. She pulls Daniels pajama up and looks shocked by the marks. carefully she shoves the pajama back and turns back to the hall a little more worried. She let you continue your story, but then interrupts. 

"Wait. WHAT'S haunting him? How do you mean WHAT?" she cocks her head to hear you out, but scoffs when you explain that you're a paranormal investigator. "Excuse me? And Sandra called you?" She sighs and rolls her eyes. "Sandra? Sandra!" Sandra enters and greets you so happily. Sierra turns her focus to her colleague. "Sandra? You called a paranormal investigator?" Sandra who's very well aware that Sierra isn't open for explainable things looks a little more aware and carefully nods, but interrupts Sierra to explain you can do more than that. Sierra raises her hand to silence you both. 

"Stop right here. There is nothing paranormal going on. It doesn't even exist. I don't want my children to be scared and their heads filled with this nonsense! I'm very sorry Miss Warren, but I think you should better leave." Sierra is very grim at the moment.

When the doorbell rings Sandra opens the door to let your team in. Sierra's getting slightly pissed now and blocks their way.

"Ok. Enough now! Get out! All of you! I won't allow this circus to continue." she's mad on Sandra, but she will deal with that later. Sandra offer to give it a change to make Sierra see that she's mistaken, but Sierra shakes her head denial. "No. Out!" She points at the door to see you all leave. Unfortunately she can't prevent them lacking her and set up all things. They are with too many. Sierra turns on her heels and furiously strides away to call the police. 

I love it although I'll make mine not that long as yours. I hope you don't mind.

It’s getting bedtime for the younger children in the orphanage where Sierra works. She owns it and is one of the heads of a social service network together with child services and the government.

The children are hanging around her begging her to play one more song. Sierra can play her guitar…

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She nods to lent you her word of aid. 

"Of course."

She narrows her eyes when you threaten her again locking her up in a icy dungeon while walking up to the desk where her cellphone's stored. 

"That won't be necessary." she snarls a little grumpy now. She's done with the threats while tapping on a few keys with her thumb. "There's no signal here...." she softly mumbles surprised. "I'm not even able to check up on my missed calls I certainly should have. No text messages nothing."

She shakes her head a little confused and turns her face back at you looking up while still holding her cell-phone.

"Maybe it's broken or something. My cell has no use as long as I don't have any signal. Do you have a phone somewhere perhaps? I know a professor. I can try to call him, explain the situation and maybe he can come up with a logic solution."

She shrugs her shoulders still not realizing that she's not in her own time.

She sighs and wrinkles her nose.

"Majesty… Let me help you to find out how I got here. As soon as I know I can tell you more. It will never come to a clear solution without my help because only I know what happened for a part and the other part only you do. We need to work together on that to get the puzzle complete."

She has no idea you might eventually not be familiar with the word ‘puzzle’ because she has still no idea that she traveled through time. It will shock her definitely because every faith she believes in will collapse. 

She glares down and sighs again. She feels quite frustrated and hopeless. She feels awful actually. She wants to know how to get back, but she surely won’t disappear just like that. It’s not her nature. She’s raised with manners and so she probably won’t.

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When you place the remark not to take it personal followed by 'shut the fuck up' makes her frown.

"I beg your pardon?" she snarls offended. When you tilt her up and turn her face aside she struggles in mid-air. When she feels your mouth in her neck followed by a stinging feeling she's strongly flabbergasted and for a moment frozen because of that to realize what you're doing not expecting creatures from a movie to exist. She finally finds her strength back to kick you hard in your crotch and crashes down on the ground. She gasps and wipes along her bleeding neck. She glares with wide eyes at her hand laying half on the floor when she sees the blood, glares with a shocked expression at you, hurries up and runs hastily away screaming for help.

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She shrieks when someone/something pulls her into an abandoned alley. She gasps when she hears a familiar voice calling her name.

"What? How did you get here so fast?"

She stands pressed against the wall and shivers a little scared. She has no idea...

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She frowns surprised when a boy offers her a drink. She notice you must feel yourself quite guilty. To help you off from that she sighs and nods.

"Ok, but I'll pay for it. I'm sorry, but I can't allow you to."

She holds her right hand up that this is not a subject to argue about and walks up with you to a nearby lunchcafe.

"Can you tell me more about yourself?" she asks interested while looking from aside at your face.

She stands up on her own and hasn’t noticed that she’s bleeding just yet. When you offer help again she gestures.

"No thank you."

Now a kind smile does appear. She notice your regret and that’s honest and fair.

"It was just a accident. I’ll be fine. Are you alright...

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No problem

She glares at you when you send her out after she squatted down in front of Daniel who's getting his nightmares again.

"Excuse me? No! This is why we called you. I mean Sandra. This is what we mean. The nightmares. He's getting one again and he will trip over the top of panic soon."

She glares worried back at Daniel while you assure her she can't handle it and gets slightly irritated.

"I'm very sure I can. The boy needs me. I've been through this with him a lot of times."

When the door slams open she stands up shocked. She walks up to the door expecting one of the children trying to play. She turns to face you again and the door slams shut. She's not giving any attention to it now Daniel's nightmare is getting worse. When you grab her arm and force her out she is highly offended by your remarks that she can't handle it, but goes and will make sure she'll talk to you to make you know your place. She's still the owner and main responsible guardian of all the children here.

She checks all of the children and narrows her eyes to she expects at least one playing an act on her faking he or she's sleeping while he or she isn't and slammed the door open and shut. She sighs and sinks down on the couch in the livingroom. When you bring Daniel to her she jumps up. She takes him in her arms and guides him with her while you walk away stroking her hand through his hair.

"What happened Daniel? Was is the same nightmare again?"

Daniel isn't speaking one word as usual. He always starts to talk after a few hours later. She presses a hot cup of chocolate in his hands and guides him back to the living room. One of the children slipped out of bed whining that he's thirsty too. She sighs and attends him to take a glass of water.

"But I don't want water. I want hot chocolate too." the child whines. She could have expected it of course. 

"No. Daniel is in panic again. You can drink some water or you'll go back to bed without drinking something. Don't make it difficult on me now Eden."

She presses a kiss on the boys cheek and let him walk to the kitchen. In the meantime you come in with Nick and that worried glare in your eyes which makes her frown.

"I don't know if you're the right person to help. His nightmare frightened you more as it should."

When you walk away to make a phonecall she takes both of the boys with her in a lazy chair. Nick doesn't want a hot chocolate, but milk with honey. She cuddles the both boys.

"You need to go back to sleep sweethearts. Nick? Why are you out of bed?"

She frowns when he explains to her that you woke him up. She's not happy with that and now strongly starts to doubt you. When you enter she walks up at you leaving the two boys in the living room and takes you by the arm to the hall way.

"Look miss Warren. I do appreciate it that you came here to help, but there are a few rules here. You had absolutely no right to undermine my authority. You can't pull Nick into this. The two boys are sharing rooms, but Nick isn't bothered by anything and I'd like to keep it that way. Next time you'll ask me first or you're no longer welcome here."

She glares stern at you now. It's clear that she's holding the strengths and that she won't allow you to take one over behind her back. 

"I hope I made myself clear and we can work together to help Daniel the right way. That's our priority and that's why Sandra called you."

It’s getting bedtime for the younger children in the orphanage where Sierra works. She owns it and is one of the heads of a social service network together with child services and the government.

The children are hanging around her begging her to play one more song. Sierra can play her guitar…