Secret Bound

~Secret Bound~

 

''Prologue ''

''

''

Most PEOPLE DON’T KNOW ABOUT THE REAL WORLD. People are too interested in the flawed worlds of science. Most people don’t notice the real world of witches, vampires, wizards, dragons, werewolves, etc. and, even if a vampire transformed or a werewolf transformed in front of them… they still would not believe.

Geez, in today’s world most people no longer believe even in a higher power/powers.

Yet, even though they don’t believe we exist- we do. In fact it is their beliefs that we are pure fantasy are the perfect disguise for us.

<span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">Scientists know we exist, but tend to keep it hush, hush. If they told people the world would be afraid. As is such that people fear what they do not know.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 18pt; mso-themecolor: background1">

<p style="text-align: center; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 18pt; mso-themecolor: background1">~secret Bound~

<p style="text-align: right; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 18pt; mso-themecolor: background1">Chapter One: Exposure

<p style="text-align: right; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 10pt; mso-themecolor: background1">

<p style="text-align: right; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">           Amanda and I belong to the world of the supernatural. I am a vampire, and she is a werewolf. In fact it is my pale skin, fangs, and sometimes even jet black batty transformation styles that give me away. It is indeed Amanda’s tan skin, icy blue eyes, and her definite monthly transformations into a wolf during the full moon that can give her away.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1"> Otherwise, to the ordinary human we look human enough that well we can mingle with the human race fairly well. To most humans I just appear to be a freakishly tall, pale, green eyed, and dark haired teenage girl, and Amanda appears to be a short, tan, dirty blonde-haired, and ice-blue eyed teenage girl.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">Neither of us are what we seem. Most humans aren’t around us during night shift. During the time I prowl for a delicious meal of warm, red stuff. And, when Amanda goes out to hunt for a pair of unsuspecting hunters out hunting for her brethren- they still do not know what we are.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">Unfortunately, there are humans out there that do know what we are. This is what we fear, and most supernaturals warn against exposure.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">

<p style="text-align: center; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 18pt; mso-themecolor: background1">~Secret Bound~

<p style="text-align: center; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 18pt; mso-themecolor: background1">Chapter Two: Warning

<p style="text-align: center; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 18pt; mso-themecolor: background1">

<p style="text-align: center; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">            ‘Werewolf/Vampire Newsletter September 16, 2011 edition’

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">           I picked up the latest newsletter from the supernatural safe house left of town. Amanda was at Columbia city high school for humans. And, even though she wasn’t human at all she still insisted upon going.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">           ''“It’ll be good for my education, and it’ll make me seem more human,” Amanda insisted. ''

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1"> I always told her she didn’t need that much more education after a long four hundred and ten years of life. Nevertheless, she still went anyways. But I couldn’t get it. I’ve always heard from those humans that actually stay awake at night that high school never was as fun as it sounded.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">They almost always spoke of bullies, loads of homework, and gross school lunches. And I’ve seen the same things oh human TV shows.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">‘ Warning for all supernatural’s-

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"> <span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"> <span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"> <span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">The government has created sites to capture supernatural’s for use for further testing, and to keep the supernatural out of the wrong hands- especially those of the everyday human. Such sites include s1sudeki.com, ilovewerewolves.com, and iscreamforsupernatural.org. if you or your friend uses any of these you could be in danger…’

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"> <span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"> <span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"> <span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">The newsletter continued to go on, but Amanda and I just figured that the werewolf elder must have suddenly gone nuts. Or had he? Most of the time guys like this were just trying to keep young werewolves, vampires, witches, etc… from betraying the secrets of the supernatural world. And, Amanda and I were sure that this was just another one of those times.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">But still it couldn’t help or hurt if we checked out ilovewerewolves.com for ourselves. So we did, and it even included a place to post both our stories. Which Amanda and I were sure to go ahead and do-Mostly because it was fun and all.

<p style="text-align: center; text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 18pt; mso-themecolor: background1">

<p style="text-align: center; text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 18pt; mso-themecolor: background1">~Secret Bound~

<p style="text-align: center; text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 18pt; mso-themecolor: background1">Chapter Three: Flash Back

<p style="text-align: center; text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">           ‘Hi, guys. We are new here. Our names are ilovefootballmandi, and abbisunshine. I, abbisunshine, am your traditional garden-variety vampire, and ilovefootballmandi is your everyday garden-variety everyday werewolf. We were turned in 1602, salemn, ma- During the time of the salemn witch trials, in which in reality had nothing to do with real witches. But, that was four hundred and ten years ago, and neither of us like to think about it much.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">People in our village blamed witchcraft when people suddenly got sick. And, in the midst of all the chaos Amanda and I both ran off even though both of us lived in different cabins.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">When I awoke from my 1st night away from the village my neck felt like steel knives were slicing into it. At first I feared the disease did it. But then I saw him bite me.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">The next day bloodlust hit me hard, and the sunlight literally burnt me as I drug my burnt body into the shade.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">It was there that I met Amanda.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">Amanda that night turned into a werewolf, and went on to tell me the previous night she was bitten by a werewolf.’

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">Submit. Close. After I closed the windows down on my computer, and shut it down I headed over to Amanda’s house.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">Tonight we were going to have a party. And I couldn’t wait.

<p style="text-align: center; text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">“Amanda, we’ve got to go to the homecoming game. Everybody is going tonight.”

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">I told Amanda as I watched her question me. It took me a while to figure out why though.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">“You’re a vampire, Abby. That wouldn’t exactly be the best idea. Sunlight, remember?”

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">Yeah, I remembered now, but I didn’t want to think about it. Why, because I almost got burnt by sunlight once. The only thing that had saved me was Amanda dragging me into her basement- away from the sunlight. That meant I’d have to once again sit out this football game with Amanda.

<p style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"> “Knock, knock, bang!”

<p style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"> I jumped when whoever was knocking broke down the door.

<p style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"> “ahhh!!!”

<p style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"> Io screamed when a sliver of sunlight hit my arm, and set it aflame. The sunlight weakened me, so I barely had any strength to get my butt OUT of the sunlight.

<p style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"> When I finally regained my strength, a horrific sight lay in front of me.

<p style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"> A big government official clad all in black had Amanda, and was holding a gun to her neck.

<p style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"> ‘Shift, shift, shift. Please shift, Amanda. Now, please.’

<p style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"> I continued to think and pray to whoever was out there.

<p style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"> Finally, after what felt like hours, but was really only seconds- Amanda shifted.

<p style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"> Amanda’s sharp canine teeth sliced though the official’s neck. Thus instantly killing him, and giving us time to escape. We’d heard the warning that humans made websites to trap supernatural’s from a werewolf elder. But we hadn’t thought it was real until it was already too late.

<p style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt">

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 18pt; mso-themecolor: background1">~Secret Bound~ <span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 14pt; mso-themecolor: background1">

<p style="text-align: center; text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 18pt; mso-themecolor: background1">Chapter Four: Gone <span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 10pt; mso-themecolor: background1">

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">“Amanda, you have to promise me you won’t shift till you get to Ontario. We already have too much heat on us, and the government is already trying to kill us.”

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">Amanda nodded her head in response and her usual icy-blue eyes didn’t have the usual warmth and laughter in them. No, today they were hard and cold, as if angry at the world or the government. This wasn’t the Amanda that I knew. Normally her face was warm, inviting, and friendly. But after we realized we had inverting stepped into a trap set by the government her face turned as sharp and cold as the gun that was at her neck.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">“I promise, and if I even smell the government on my heel, I will kill whatever government official is out there.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">Amanda snarled in a rather wolf-like tone, her face reverting to that same wolf-like look she gets near the full moon.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">My green eyes got big as I contemplated what Amanda was saying. There was NO way in heaven or hell that I was going to put Amanda in danger like that.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">“No! You must understand that it is too dangerous, Amanda.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">The look in my eyes instantly told her to not push it further. She just could not kill them, or it could further put both of us in danger.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">“Ok, I promise that I’ll be good. But I’ve got to go. Besides, if we both go at once someone might recognize us, and turn us into the government for testing. Don’t worry though I’ll run fast, and I’ll be in Ontario in 2-3 days tops. Don’t forget to start running after me before tomorrow though. I love you, sissy. I’ll miss you. See you soon, bye.”

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">Amanda took off with her long, wavy red hair blowing in the breeze, before seconds later a swift, white wolf ran off in her place. As soon as she left I broke down into tears. Sure I’d see her soon, but there was still the possibility that I would not.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">

<p style="text-align: center; text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 18pt; mso-themecolor: background1">~Secret Bound~

<p style="text-align: right; text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 18pt; mso-themecolor: background1">Chapter Five: Forever Lost

<p style="text-align: right; text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">“Run, run, run!!!”

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">All my mind could do was tell me to keep running, running, and running. And all I could do was obey it, and for a good cause to. Hunters were coming, or in other words the government was on my tail. They’d already killed my good red-headed friend rose a hundred years ago, and I so did not want to be next. What people or more accurately the government does to people like us is beyond horrid. It’s almost like they test us for no reason- except for their own evil purposes. Especially, since it’s not like they tell anyone or do anything with their findings. They have to keep us a secret at all costs- including killing us. If a supernatural like us tell anyone what we are- the government goes after them. And, seemingly benign websites like; “s1sudeki.zetaboards.com” and “Ilovewerewolves.com” are in reality created by werewolves betraying their own race, and working for the government to help prevent humans from finding out about the government.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">That’s what me and Amanda/wolfy did. We just wanted to be like the humans, or at least tell them about us- '' big mistake!  The moment we posted our stories on the internet our lives turned even more'' strange and dangerous than they already were!

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">That’s why I was running in the deep mossy green forests, golden cornfields, and grassy wheat fields of Indiana. And, why, Amanda was already hopefully hidden somewhere up in Ontario, Canada. When I saw the big, muscular, and bald man in government black all my hopes faltered. If that guy had been here the whole time then no way would Amanda have made it to Ontario. Besides, with a gun pointed at my head, I automatically knew she was dead because blood was dripping from a previous kill on his gun. And, just by Amanda’s smell on the blood I knew he had killed her.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">“No!!!!!!!!!!!”

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">I screamed, but it was too late she died a long time ago. And, I died right along with her.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">“Filthy, slime! You and your pathetic kind are abominations to planet earth! Any last words- freak?”

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">His words stung me, but I surrender to my doom.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">“Too late, dog!”

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">The evil man spat before…

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">BOOM!

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">He shot me, and the last thing I saw was the goddess standing beside the sacred king with Amanda- my sister, my friend, my family. And behind her lay a bridge and beyond that who knows. But one thing’s for sure, I was going with my sister for a long afterlife filled with adventures galore. But it’s up to you to fill in what happens next.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: background1">

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 18pt; mso-themecolor: background1">

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Charlemagne Std'; color: white; font-size: 18pt; mso-themecolor: background1">