Hello! I thought I'd add snippet of a story I'm writing for a writing studio. I love to write - but alas, I'm not a very good writer. So just keep that in mind. :) enjoy: Candlelight flooded the damp and dank corridor, it’s flickering, ominous shadow casting a cold shiver down Olive’s spine. She shouldn’t be wandering the school halls at night – she knew it was against the code – but she couldn’t sleep, as usual. Worrisome thoughts clouded Olive’s mind, as it wandered to wondering about who else had walked these lonely and forgotten corridors in the past. At each cold step of her bare feet on the stone floor, Olive glanced this way and that, hoping beyond hope that the morning light would suddenly stream in and flood the corridor with sunshine – like it usually did. Olive was not usually scared of the dark, as wandering at night was now regular. But now, having walked all the civilized halls in Agnitio Academy, she decided to try her luck in the abandoned wing. Looking left and right, Olive passed through an open doorway to her left, the candle flame she was holding shuddering, as a soft draft filled the corridor, and made it quite cold. Olive could hear drips coming from the top of the stone ceiling, but she knew it wasn’t raining outside. Where was it leaking from? Olive’s glazed eyes drifted down at her candle, where large drips of wax were slowly edging to the bottom of the candle. Her dim candle had surely shrunken, but Olive didn’t mind. The candle was her way to tell how long she had been walking through the Academy at night, as did the dark windows let her know whether it was morning or not. that's it. the end.
