So, GloWorm, are you going to create each pair's thread or should we do it?

Hi Kinaya! Can't wait to get started!

This sounds really fun!  I'll give it a try.

Name: Megan

Sample: The maiden’s dark curly hair whipped around her face as she ran.  Her legs were longer than the average human’s, and garbed in colors that blended with the forest around her.  Across her back, within easy reach, lay her bow and quiver.  At her right hip was a hunting knife in a leather sheath.  Tears streaked down her face unchecked and unnoticed.  The trees around her seemed to bend slightly towards her, as if attempting to comfort her.  The forest had always been a haven, but this time, it was fraught with danger.  If only she had--
The maiden jerked her mind back to the present.  There would be no use in wallowing in her past mistakes.  She needed to run.  Speed was all that mattered.  The bounty hunters must not catch her.
Somewhere behind her, a dog barked.  The hunters were gaining upon her.  The maiden attempted to increase her speed in vain.  The day’s events had exhausted her.  The dog barked again.  This time, two more joined in. The maiden halted to withdraw her knife, but it was too late.  The hunters had arrived to claim the wolf's head placed upon any elf caught in the Human Realms. 

Favorite Genre: Definitely Fantasy  

JUST TO BE CLEAR!

I have made threads for everyone that I have paired so far. If you can't find it on the first or second page, look at the last page, or the second to last page.

PLEASE DO NOT MAKE A THREAD FOR YOURSELF. <3 :) Thanks!

Am I too late? I would really like to try!

Name: Dustfingerfan 

Song, Poem, or Story sample: This is about a queen whose country people from our time discovered and it was still stuck in our past and oblivous to the outside world.

I felt it coming. I don't know how, but I knew we wouldn't be here long. The troops were coming, and coming fast.

We had only just moved and our old town, Willison, was already overun by them. My current residence was next. These people, if they could be called that, were taking over my world. I needed protection, but at this point it was every man for himself.

I didn't know why they were chasing me. They were conquering my kindom as they chased me. Taking down entire villages with their foreign weapons that could kill someone like me faster than any knife. They were coming for me.

They arrived at dawn. I did not sleep well that night. No one did. We were looking for the soilders, the beasts. The men fought the battle and were killed like flies. After that, they took everyone hostage, including me.

I knew they could tell I was the queen. Someone looked back at me every once in a while. They had captured me, but I would not give up.

Favorite genre of stories, songs, poems, etc.: Fantasy, Mystery, Historical Fiction, Realistic Fiction

Name: Ema

The autumnal breeze flows through my hair as I watch my pet sail through the air.

Her name is Klia, I decide. Such a beautiful beast deserves an elegant name.

Klia has soft, sea-green scales and stunning aqua horns that glimmer in the sunlight. Her claws are shaded golden, with rings of amethyst around them.

“Klia,” I call, loudly, because she is up high in the air and she might not be able to hear me.

Klia roars, a mighty sound. I am glad we are in a prairie in nowhere.

In Dragonian, Klia responds, “Hello, Lana! Did you see that flip I just did? I’ve been practicing for months now!”

I laugh. “You haven’t been practicing for months, Klia! Only for about a week!”

“I know, I know,” Klia responds happily. “It just seems like it’s been an extremely long time because I’ve been doing this all day.”

“Oh,” I say, surprised. “I had no idea you’ve been doing this for so long. Aren’t you tired?”

“Now that you think about it, I’m pooped,” Klia exclaims. “And cold. I’ll go torch up a fire for us.”

Blue fire protrudes from her snout and lights on the kindling in our fire pit. I snatch up a log and shove it onto the fire.

Klia, in case you are wondering, is a dragon.

Genre: Fantasy

Name: Annie

Sample: Story

Adawna peered out of the stream into the night. The  lead wood sprite and his tree warriors were still there, and with vines tangled in their wild hair, they looked like savages. Her father, a warrior of the water sprites looked weary. Many of her people appeared the same. They were on the defense, that much was clear. The powerful wood sprites were angry, speaking to one another in a low, moaning language, the language of the trees. The council was holding much longer than usual, and Adawna knew that the river warriors could not survive out of the river much longer. The warriors appeared to think the same, and were whispering amongst themselves in the quick, caressing rush of words that was her language. The leader of the wood sprites was angered. He straightened and bellowed so loudly, it shook the forest in his rage. The tree-warriors charged, and came the rumbling roar of the one word of tree-speak she knew- "Kill!"

Genre: FANTASY!!

How do we find out who were paired with? And what happens if we finish the story? Do we start another one?

Name: Maggie S.

Sample: Poem

Spring is here?

I woke up, and rushed to my window,

I looked outside for sunny sunshine, 

but all I could see was the fluffy white snow, 

still on the ground from a snowfall last night.

Later that day, the snow had melted, 

but then it started to rain. 

I looked out my window, 

fearful for spring, 

because spring had never came.