He tried to push aside the growing sense of dread, reminding himself that he was here to learn and enjoy. As the group moved through the attic, Wesley noticed a peculiar old mirror covered with a draped cloth. He found himself drawn to it, unable to look away. The mirror seemed to reflect something other than the dusty; it seemed to whisper promises of a different world.With a deep breath, Wesley stepped away from the mirror, focussing on his surroundings and his friends. He joined in their conversations, participating in the exploration with renewed. The fear that had initially gripped him began to fade as he immersed himself in the day’s activities. As the excursion came to a close, Wesley felt a sense of relief and accomplishment. Wesley sat in his room with his back to the door, he was looking upwards to the ceiling of the room. Like it is clear enough, he had problems and the stillness of the house only exacerbated this; with every passing second the sound of the clock w
“Hey, check this out,” Liam said as he waved the book in front of him “This probably might have what we need,” Liam handed over the book to Wesley, who could only open it with lot of concern. Each of the pages was designed with numerous illustrations and writings dedicated to such topics as magic worlds, creatures and places. As he read through the book, he came across a passage that seemed particularly relevant. “In the hide of a typical reality lays a land of magic where there are glimpses of the other world; sometimes the barrier between the two is very faint and such are destined for a quest." Wesley's heart beat quickly as he read the passage to Liam out loud. “It tells you of how there is a thin lining between the two worlds or time-spaces and that when you are able to peep through then you are to travel.” Liam’s eyes widened. “That sounds like what happened to us. Maybe we are supposed to go to this other world. ” Wesley nodded, he should say yes and although the plan
Wesley sat in his room staying quiet and still like never before, the air filled with the burden of anxiety that was weighing him down. The one time neat and Cheerful room seemed desolate and damp now as he looked blankly at his broken time piece on the table. Beside him was his friend Liam who was looking at him with a teary eye as he uttered, “I swear I feel like this is my fault!!”. ” Liam said after turning away from his friend, although deep down he knew very well that it was the truth. “Please don’t say that! I agree that we were careless and it led to the watch getting damaged but I can’t help being sad, this watch was handed to me only 3-4 days ago!!” " It’s the worst; I know you feel so bad." It had been given to him by the fairy goddess and was supposed to bring magic and wonder and he had ruined it. The watch, which he once believed held enchantment for him was broken; the shiny face dull and cold as a corpse. His mind was filled with distress. The fairy godd
To them, the watch now represented more than just the fairy goddess’s gift. It was a re-emphasis of the happiness and the miracles that can be spotted with our eyes wide open. Wesley gazed at his mother, and the eternal joy that he was feeling was noticeable from the light of satisfaction in his eyes. Not only did he know that the fairy goddess had returned the gift to him but also realized that through this process he came closer to the people he enjoyed so much. The night had provided them with a memory that they would treasure, a memory of a beautiful and enchanting world that exists even in the ordinary. Wesley was home with his friend Liam on a Saturday night. The sound of the refrigerator and the sound of the trees were quiet. Wesley and his friend Liam were in Wesley’s room eating snacks and reading comics lying on the floor laughing occasionally and making noise in the silent house. Mrs. Thompson, Wesley’s mom was also in the kitchen clearing the table. Thinking tha
Liam finally made it back home after the long day he had had, and he knew that things might get mixed up of things. He was looking into the empty space, thinking back to how they’ve all worked around and had done mischievous things together. He knew that this might not get quite exhausting, but he knew from the very first day he saw Wesley had school that he would be the best friend that he had always wished for and he had never regretted and would never regret. He thought back to the incident that happened back in school, he had told his sister that Wesley said he could see fairies. But she never believed him, then why on earth would she do that to his friend? To him, he felt that he had betrayed his friend, and it was something that always crossed his mind, and he knew that this wasn’t what he had bargained for. Liam was at his room browsing through his phone, when he heard his mother, Cynthia, calling him from the kitchen. ‘Liam, dinner is ready’please come downstairs.
The world of gaming was Wesley’s area of expertise. The first day he picked his console as a child, became the day he got hooked on gaming, for him it wasn’t just a hobby, it was his escape, his passion. He had fun in overcoming challenges in virtual games or in overcoming powerful and strong enemies or in solving complicated problems and story lines. These had always interested him. He thus had gained a lot of experience in the game, but this night was going to challenge all that he had learnt with regards to the gaming field. Wesley had advanced to a new rank, the game had been difficult from the beginning so more than anything wesley was ready for the worst. This level of the game was in a battle through impenetrable darkness with the overlord Nalakar under whose rule some players are turned into slaves after failing through his test. Wesley had logged back into Valhalla but this time, however, it was being very obvious that he was tense. If he were to fail, then the outcome
Wesley and Strong were in the same level again, and both of them found themselves in front of a campfire in the middle of the forest. Lily and Zily, their fairies are also with them. They once got separated from each other at some levels but now they have met again. They both sat in front of the fire while talking, and the firelight illuminated their faces with shadows. For weeks they have been playing the game trying their best to make their way out of it or finally win the game. "Well, have you ever thought whether we’ll actually win this game?" Wesley probes the fire with a long stick. “Of course we will. I’m not planning on staying in this virtual prison forever." Strong responded, crossed arms, and leaned on a tree. “Yeah, you’re always so sure of yourself. ” Wesley says, laughing weakly. Strong, now looking at Wesley with a wide smile on her face, “You have become so much stronger Wesley, you are casting spells and defeating enemies like a pro." “Oh, that’s only because
"And you are pushing Strong too hard! Not everyone needs to be thrown into the fire to grow." Lily said, furious as her wings shimmered. Wesley looks at Strong hoping for backup. Frustrated Wesley said, "Strong can you please talk to Zily? This is getting out of hand." "Trust me I've tried, Zily doesn't listen to me when she's in one of these moods," Strong sighed, rubbing her temples. "That's because you know I'm right, Strong. We didn't get this far by playing it safe." Zily added, glancing at Strong with a smirk. ‘Okay, okay, I understand both parties here but we are in this together, we have to fight this as teammates.’ Wesley said in frustration. “Right, that’s what I was thinking too We must find balance Zily, you have been more reckless with your strategy and Lily, I see you are overprotecting Wesley” Strong nodded. The two fairies gaze at their players, though they no longer glow, yet their faces are attentive. “Fine, I’ll try to not go overboard but only if Lily will