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Round Robin of

Round Robin of the week!

This week's round robin is about a girl who gets lost in a mysterious forest, no reference to Alice in Wonderland. Congrats,RoundRobinH! The last time I checked, it was on page 2. Stayed tuned for next week's Round Robin!

Spambox says gzyw. Gee, Z, why W?

submitted by CJ, age 10, The Quiet Littl
(April 18, 2010 - 7:20 am)

Bree walked through the forest. They can't make me, they can't make me. Anger fumed inside of her. They can't make me leave. I belong here. All of my friends are here. I'm not even a full witch yet! How dare they, those, those..... Her fuming was interuppted by a lavender bubble emerging out of the ground. And the bubble was occupied by the head elder. He was like a toad, with bumpy skin and leathery gray skin. "Ah, Bree, I believe the time has come to discuss your leaving. You will leave tonight, under the Flyvet Meteor Shower. Then you shall ride to the westernmost star. There you shall find what you, erm, want."

"What I want?????" This quest is all for you???? Why would I need the....................

submitted by Clair, age 12, A Gray Ranch Ho
(April 18, 2010 - 2:41 pm)

Cool story, but what I mean is that there is a thread you can go to with a link called RoundRobinH. It's on page 2. The scenario is kind of like that. Sorry for the confusion!

submitted by CJ, age 10, The Quiet Littl
(April 21, 2010 - 4:20 pm)

... Helm of Power???

"In any case," said the head elder. "We are to send you on a quest. Meet us at the meeting circle on the 12th hour." And he disappeared.

Bree scowled. All these years of being an apprentice witch, then a journeyman which they'd treated her like a pawn. They were trying to manipulate her, make her think it was a quest. But eavesdropping payed off. She knew that the elders would kick her out of the witch society as soon as she got the Helm.

She checked her standard magic timepiece. It was nearly the !2th hour. She hurried to the meeting circle, irridescent stumps surrounding a blazing fire. But a creepy sight awaited her...

submitted by Sasha B., age 11, Berkeley
(May 17, 2010 - 8:16 pm)