Papercraft Arsenal

The new boy liked making little origami weapons- swords, spears, axes- and leaving them on his desk for the next class to find. Aaron Privet was the one who found them this time. Ignoring Mr Doyle’s droning voice going on in the background, he examined the tiny war-instruments with a childlike fascination. When the other kids found them, they usually crushed and threw them away or played with them for a few minutes before becoming bored and flinging them in the dustbin.

But not Aaron. The delicate intricacy with which they’d been fashioned surprised him. He wondered how anyone’s hands could be so deft and clever.

“Mr Privet!”

Aaron hurriedly stuffed them in his pocket as Mr Doyle’s voice, like an arrow, shot straight at him.

“Where’s your attention, Mr Privet?”

“On- on the lesson, Sir.”

“Then get up, Mr Privet, and tell me, what is tan-squared-theta plus one?”

Aaron took a blind shot. “Um… sin-squared-theta?” He hoped it would be correct. Turned out, it wasn’t.

“Everybody, clap for Mr Privet, please!” The class didn’t oblige. It knew what was coming.

“I want fifty problems of trigonometry solved in your notebook by the end of the day, Mr Privet.”

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Through the woods (part 13)

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Ivaan was riding in the middle, clutching tightly on to the man’s lean frame, his eyes looking at the back of his golden-brown head. Jo’s arms were wrapped around his waist, and he felt like a worm in a coccoon, encased between two warm bodies. He tried asking them the questions that were plaguing his mind, but they were riding much too fast for either of them to catch his words.

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Through the Woods (part 10)

For those of you who’ve followed TTW for this long, I know this was something you’d be looking forward to and were probably disappointed when you checked my blog on Sunday. I am honestly, sincerely sorry for not posting that day. But well, finally I’m here, and you can stop bothering that pretty head of yours predicting what’ll happen next. As always, here’s a link for the previous parts if you haven’t caught up to them. Without further ado, let’s get right into it.

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Through the Woods (part 9)

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Jozsef was a loyal servant. The decision to follow Princess Jo and see what she was up to wasn’t an easy one. She was, after all, the daughter of his mistress. But Jozsef had pledged loyalty to the queen, not to her daughter.

Presently, he stood behind one of the pillars, quietly watching as the princess in the Thysia’s outfit carried a bundle of some clothes inside his room. Jozsef was a smart man. He knew she was going to help him escape. The real question was- should he tell Queen Auttaminen or catch both of them red-handed, present them to her and be a hero? The second option seemed to call out to him. And the smartest of men yield to temptation once in a while.

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