V The Bedroom
When Ember finally found a bedroom it was well worth the wait. A gorgeous raised four poster filled the centre of the room. The hangings were made up of crimson and indigo velvet square patches and the wood was jet black with intricate carvings of dragons, princesses and magical palaces climbing up and down the posts. The bedclothes were of dusky màu hồng, hồng silk and embroidered with beautiful jewels of the most wonderful colours imaginable. Reds and purples green and blues, they shone and sparkled dazzling in splendour.
The walls were hung with beautiful portraits, satin scarfs and tapestries depicting great deed accomplished y Công chúa tóc xù men. Most beautiful of all was a huge old mirror hanging on the far side of the room. It was framed with pure vàng and Ember ran her hand down it surprised to find it warm as though someone had left it lying out in the sun. She turned her eyes to the surface of the mirror and started back in surprise at what she saw.
People, the room was filled with people. But when she turned to look behind her the room seemed empty. She turned back to the mirror. People of all different backgrounds and looks stood there but her eye was drawn to a particularly regal looking old lady sitting in state in a velvet armchair.
She wore an aquamarine dress that matched her eyes perfectly and was adorned with jewels of all kinds. But it was the look on her face that drew Ember to her. A dreadful pain, too strong to put into words was etched on her lined face. Ember knew this woman had experienced great sorrow and being well-acquainted with the feeling herself she naturally wanted to help her. But whenever she looked behind her there was no one there. The woman in the mirror looked up and with a sad watery smile gestured towards the bed.
“Come,” her face seemed to say. “Rest now, you’ve had a long ngày and bạn must be tired”
So Ember collapsed into the giường that made her feel as though she were floating on a đám mây and she fell asleep.
When Ember finally found a bedroom it was well worth the wait. A gorgeous raised four poster filled the centre of the room. The hangings were made up of crimson and indigo velvet square patches and the wood was jet black with intricate carvings of dragons, princesses and magical palaces climbing up and down the posts. The bedclothes were of dusky màu hồng, hồng silk and embroidered with beautiful jewels of the most wonderful colours imaginable. Reds and purples green and blues, they shone and sparkled dazzling in splendour.
The walls were hung with beautiful portraits, satin scarfs and tapestries depicting great deed accomplished y Công chúa tóc xù men. Most beautiful of all was a huge old mirror hanging on the far side of the room. It was framed with pure vàng and Ember ran her hand down it surprised to find it warm as though someone had left it lying out in the sun. She turned her eyes to the surface of the mirror and started back in surprise at what she saw.
People, the room was filled with people. But when she turned to look behind her the room seemed empty. She turned back to the mirror. People of all different backgrounds and looks stood there but her eye was drawn to a particularly regal looking old lady sitting in state in a velvet armchair.
She wore an aquamarine dress that matched her eyes perfectly and was adorned with jewels of all kinds. But it was the look on her face that drew Ember to her. A dreadful pain, too strong to put into words was etched on her lined face. Ember knew this woman had experienced great sorrow and being well-acquainted with the feeling herself she naturally wanted to help her. But whenever she looked behind her there was no one there. The woman in the mirror looked up and with a sad watery smile gestured towards the bed.
“Come,” her face seemed to say. “Rest now, you’ve had a long ngày and bạn must be tired”
So Ember collapsed into the giường that made her feel as though she were floating on a đám mây and she fell asleep.
"no" Kyle said. "I'm so sorry."
"What for? bạn were always there for us, what else could bạn have done?" James said.
"I could've been thêm of a brother, instead of your leader." Kyle đã đưa ý kiến and looked at his brother.
"But then what would I have gotten angry at bạn for then?" James đã đưa ý kiến they smiled at each other.
"Take care of them.Kyle said, " Kyle croaked, "Please?" James nodded "I will." James wanted to say dont go hoặc something, but he knew it was time. "I'll be watching you, hot-head." he said.
James looked down and didn't speak.
"I wish it were different to." Kyle told him. James hugged Kyle tightly, "Say hi to mum for me"
"I will, bye" Kyle cried on James' shoulder and he cried on Kyle's. "To let bạn know, I do need you."
"Your a funny kind of brother, aren't you!?" Kyle whispered. "Goodbye." đã đưa ý kiến James.
"Look under my bed, remember Sheila" his eyelids growing heavy. "James. bạn couldn't have stopped this"
"What do I do without you?" James asked.
"Live on"
"What for? bạn were always there for us, what else could bạn have done?" James said.
"I could've been thêm of a brother, instead of your leader." Kyle đã đưa ý kiến and looked at his brother.
"But then what would I have gotten angry at bạn for then?" James đã đưa ý kiến they smiled at each other.
"Take care of them.Kyle said, " Kyle croaked, "Please?" James nodded "I will." James wanted to say dont go hoặc something, but he knew it was time. "I'll be watching you, hot-head." he said.
James looked down and didn't speak.
"I wish it were different to." Kyle told him. James hugged Kyle tightly, "Say hi to mum for me"
"I will, bye" Kyle cried on James' shoulder and he cried on Kyle's. "To let bạn know, I do need you."
"Your a funny kind of brother, aren't you!?" Kyle whispered. "Goodbye." đã đưa ý kiến James.
"Look under my bed, remember Sheila" his eyelids growing heavy. "James. bạn couldn't have stopped this"
"What do I do without you?" James asked.
"Live on"