Convenient Tips On Century Mahogany

2 August 2011

Check these links online if you are looking for Century mahogany.

ITS AN INTRODUCTION!?
I just found an introduction that I had written like a year ago and I think I am going to start the story up again. So If you can tell me whether or not you like the introduction. I can continue from there.

IntroductionA phone rang in the distance. I impatiently got up from my leather-upholstered chair, and silently walked across the marbled floor of the manor in which I was unwillingly being held. The phones handle was ice cold and was equipped with many buttons that I didn’t know the use for. As I picked up the phone, the ringing stopped and all was quite. I could hear rats scampering across the floor as the echo of their feet rebounded off the walls.I cautiously looked around as I heard the Century mahogany noise of oncoming footsteps. “Annette! You are needed in your fathers study!” said a man whose voice I could not trace. “Great.” I said to myself. “Can’t wait to see what kind of trouble I get into for leaving that stupid execution asylum.” I suddenly became confused for I had forgotten how ended up back at this house. “Did Nai bring me back here? Or did some stranger recall who I was, and decide to take me home? Huh, I usually don’t forget things like that; it’s probably just the short term memory loss kicking in.” I hurriedly ran up the spiraling staircase, and followed the ornate rug to my father’s study. I passed through the rickety mahogany door, and entered the grandest room that the house contained.The walls were rich with history, and were the color of creamy caramel. Books of every country, and their history lined the shelves, along with century old gadgets and modern day technology. The crimson carpet sat underneath a desk piled high with papers, documents, and fragments of rotting food. Residing behind all the mess was a middle-aged man with a receding hairline, and weary brown eyes. He had a stout figure accompanied with a deep chilling voice. This was the man who I called, father.I despised this man more than death itself; He was an arrogant, greedy fool that would do anything for money, no matter the consequences. And I should know, because I was right in the middle of his mind numbing schemes.
Powered by Yahoo! Answers