The pedestal began to glow brighter and brighter, emitting a colorful rainbow of white, red, blue, and green. It continued to glow until finally the top of the pedestal emitted four orbs into the air. Scattering the orbs into the night sky. Causing a silent explosion of light into the dark night sky. Yet the explosion remained unbeknownst to the townspeople.
The figure stood there for a moment, taking the opportunity to put their staff back into their cloak. Having known its work was done, they disappeared into the night. Leaving only the sound of its heels crunching on the leaf scattered ground. And the sight of their cloak becoming luminous in the moonlight. Chapter 2: Emotion through hugs The neighborhood on Webster Lane was like any other neighborhood you would expect. Children ran the streets playing their simple games. The mail carrier went about its normal route of delivering the mail, and cars continued to enter and exit the streets. On Webster Lane their lived normal people going about their hectic routines of the morning. And in that particular lane lived the Brenna Family. The Brenna family was just like any other family on Webster lane. Mr. Brenna was the owner of a car lot and Mrs. Brenna was an underappreciated Secretary at Grimm law firm. The two of them had two children, Varick and Nimmy. The Brenna family was the picture of nuclear family, and they constantly saw to it that they appeared respectable. "Tily, darling" Mr. Brenna called as he straightened his tie for the hundredth time. "Remember I'm working late tonight. The board of directors is giving me an inspection. I need to make sure my employees appear competent. Mrs. Brenna walking down the sitars of their house, entered the kitchen. She gave her husband a kiss before leaving. "Good luck on the inspection dear, and remember I'm working late at the office tonight." And with that she left through the font door, briefcase in hand. Varick, in a rush, made his way down the stairs. Nearly knocking his father over in the process. Mr. Brenna, straightening up, stood tall with authority and stared at his son. "Varick" he began "we have rules in this family. And one those rules is not to run in the house". Varick rolled his eyes "Yes, father" he responded in a bored tone. The Brenna house was always very strict when it came to enforcing the rules. But Mr. Brenna saw to it the most that the rules were obeyed. "Good" Mr. Brenna stated "Now you know the rules, after you get home I want you to take out the trash." He stated firmly. And with that Mr. Brenna left the house to go to work. With rules in the Brenna house there came penalties. The system was the penalty was dependent on the rule that was broken. A minor rule like running in the house and knocking someone over resulted in a minor penalty, in Varick's case it was taking out the trash. Whereas a more major break for example a broken window or sneaking out would result in paying for the break or doing all the chores in the house. Along with appearing perfect Mr and Mrs. Brennan complemented their perfection with strict rules. Frustrated with his father's endless enforcing of the rules, Varick left the house to walk to the bus stop. To be continued.....
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Garrett
4/25/2019 07:04:23 am
This should be a movie. I can tell I'm going to enjoy reading this.
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