STORY STARTER
Submitted by Tangerine!
'...and that was the moment that I realized it wasn’t ever the plan for me to make it out alive.'
Write a story which opens or finishes with this line.
Follower
The thick forest filled with noises I could never describe, surrounded us as we headed towards the towering palace. My friends said they had a plan to get me out alive, but as we walked I started to get nervous. I knew we had to do this, I just wish I knew how. As night started to fall me and my friends silently picked up the pace. When we reached the castle my stomache did a flip. It was white laced with gold that menacingly glowed in the moonlight. We ran to the back of the castle, out of sight from the guards. I glanced at the smaller gate and pulled a key out of my pocket. It fit right into the slot, changing to fit the keyhole. “Let’s go,” I whispered after I opened the gate. Then I felt a piece of my shirt get stuck to the gate. My heart hammered in my chest. I thought I had been caught. I thought that I was stuck here forever. I followed my friends, a new fear emerging.
As we tiptoed through the dark halls I wondered. _Why is it so dark? Why is it so quiet? Are we almost there? Did I forget something?_ I brushed the thoughts away, trying to focus. Then I saw it. It was a silver room filled with thing worth money no mere human could ever have. Standing on the highest podium was a crown made of gold and sapphires. That’s what we had to steal. Mars climbed up the podium, knocking of jewels and whatnots. He jestured for me to follow him. So I did. When we reached the top he whispered, “Break the glass.” As the glass shattered at my hands, magic that I couldn’t identify surrounded me. As my friends ran away with the crown in their hands and the unknown magic closed around me I realized. It wasn’t ever the plan for me to make it out alive.