#domišljija #zgodba

Have power 4. del

PREJŠNJIČ:
Sedaj pa greva preden se portal zapre. Serena je objela starše in sledila Gospe Shane ven iz hiše.

4. del
Serena ni vedela zakaj ampak ženski je zaupala, čeprav razen imena ni o njej vedela prav veliko. Peljala jo je v zakotno ulico za smetnjake. Dotaknila se je zida. Opeka je začela medleti in pokazal se je portal bele barve, kot nekakšen vrtinec ali galaksija. »Za tabo.« je rekla gospa Shane. »K-kaj pa moram narediti?« je plaho vprašala. »Samo stopi noter.« je rekla. Serena je naredila korak noter. Nič je ni potegnilo noter. Občutek je bil kot bi stopila skozi slap. In z naslednjim korakom je bila v sobi. Bila je majhna, a svetla. Še najbolj je bila podobna kabinetu. A kabinetu nekega detektiva. Bila je polna raznih preglednic in plakatov. Ter običajnih pisarniških stvari. Kar je bilo osupljivo je bilo to, da je soba merila v višino več kot v dolžino. Bila je visoka, vsaj sedem metrov. Do stropa so segale police polne knjig. V sobi so na zofi sedela še tri druga dekleta njene starosti. Vse so bile njene višine. In vse so imele medaljone podobne njenim. Ena je imela rdeče kodraste lase. Najbrž je bil njen element ogenj. Druga je imela rjave lase. Ona je bila najbrž zemeljska princesa. In ostala je še vetrovna. Imela je blond skodrane lase. Serena je stopila k zofi in se usedla zraven rdečelaske. Iz prehoda portala je stopila gospa Shane. Nato je z roko šla po njem, kot bi ga pobožala in spet se je pokazala stena. Potem se je obrnila in si z nasmehom ogledovala dekleta. »Take ste kot vaše mame. Bile smo prijateljice.« je rekla. Potem si je vzela premor. Nato pa je rekla: »Torej, kot že veste sem Daphne Shane. Kličete me lahko Daphne.« Serena je pri tem zaznala težavo. Od začetka ji je v mislih pravila gospa Shane. Se bo že navadila. Gospa Shane oziroma Daphne je nadaljevala »Združiti sem vas morala zaradi misije. Ta misija je osvoboditev vaših staršev. To lahko naredite le skupaj. A ta naloga ni niti približno tako lahka, kot si predstavljate. Naučiti se morate obrambe, urokov, gibov in mnogo drugega. Ta hiša v kateri smo je kot nekakšna šola. V njej ste samo ve. V njej je knjižnica, telovadnica, vadbena soba, rastlinjak, bazen, učilnica, vaša spalnica, vaša dnevna soba in kuhinja. Če vas lahko nekaj prosim je to, da me ne obravnavate kot učiteljico. Jaz sem tukaj za vas kot nekakšna trenerka. Sedaj pa bi bilo super če se malo spoznate. Torej vi predstavljate štiri elemente: ogenj je tvoj element Ariana.« pokazala je na rdečelasko poleg Serene. » Veter predstavljaš ti Aria.« je rekla Daphne in pokazala na blond dekle. »Tukaj pa sta še zemlja, ki je tvoj element Lyana in voda, ki jo predstavljaš ti Serena.« Daphne se jim je spet nasmehnila.

Hej,
vem, da ni najbolj napet del ampak, ne more se skozi nekaj dogajati. Tukaj so še linki:
ARIA (veter):https://images.app.goo.gl/K53JtnY2CXw65yx58
LYANA (zemlja):https://images.app.goo.gl/6gFePFyhL5dvF6Qi7
ARIANA (ogenj):https://images.app.goo.gl/CQGFDEPhPtRwWSDG8
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Pomagite prosm

Ja torej js mam spet en problem in ta je, kako prebolet fanta, ki mi je bil tko fuuuul vsec.

Pac mela sva neko 'kemijo'(🧪) ampak je blo obema prevec neroden da bi drugmu kej rekla.
No js ga ze ful casa nisem vidla in ful ga pogresam ampak se mi zdi, da je on name ze pozabu in sicer bla sva na isti osnovki sam on je zdej u sredni. Pa tut zdi se mi, da ga nebom vec vidla.
Ena moja prijatlca je rekla, da sva si kao usojena ampak pac js mislm da ga morem prebolet ker ga ne bo vec nazaj in usakic ka se spomnem nanj sem zlo zalostna in sam nevem kako ga pozabit kr ga hkrati tut nocem ampak morem naprej v lajfu.
Vse me spominja nanj prosim pomagite mi.

Ps. hvala usem ki pomagate tem ka majo probleme

Pisalnica - Navodila

*roza*Pisalnica je namenjena branju, ustvarjanju in komentiranju izmišljenih zgodb ali pesmi. Izid zgodbe lahko napoveš in s tem povečaš napetost in pričakovanje bralcev. Odločiš se lahko tudi, da nadaljevanja tvoje zgodbe izhajajo ob istih terminih, da bodo oboževalci tvojih zgodb vedno vedeli, kdaj lahko pridejo po nove bralne zalogaje. Če nisi za marketinške trike, pa lahko zgodbo objaviš tudi takoj. *roza*
*zelena*PRAVILA:*zelena*
Mlade pisatelje in komentatorje zgodb pozivamo, da so vljudni in spoštljivi. Prepovedano je žaljenje in pozivanje k razkritju identitete.
*roza*POMEMBNO: *roza**modra*Če naletite na kakršnokoli neprimerno objavo, kliknite na kolešček v spodnjem desnem kotu objave in izberite možnost "Prijavi". Tako nam pomagate našo stran ohranjati prijetno in varno!*modra*

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