Creative Writing: Statue Of Peast

“Well, I see it happening,” she said laughingly, “That’s why I asked.” Shauna shot her mother a warning glance that said back the hell out of my love life mom. The queen understood what her daughter was trying to say, so she shut her mouth quickly.
“Mom,” said Shauna, “Can you please just say Christophe’s prophecy?” Her mother sat down on a stool, her eyes turned bright purple, and she spoke: Take the boy upon a high mountain in the east. Find the statue of Peast. Break the spell that has been cast. The boy will find true love at last. The queen’s eyes changed back to blue, and then she went back to her desk and started reading again.
“Come on let’s go,” said Shauna. They grabbed two backpacks that were full of supplies, and then they ran
Blood splattered on the grass around his head while the grass grasped tightly onto his wound, completely healing him. Christophe opened his eyes slightly, but the sunlight caused his eyes to sting, so he closed them. Shauna ran over to him, and she wrapped a bandanna around his head covering his eyes.
“Try to keep your eyes closed,” she said in a muffled tone, “The healing magic of the plants will cause you to go blind for a few hours.” She helped him set up and lie against the stone, and then she fed him something. “That tastes like strawberries and chocolate,” said Christophe.
Shauna smiled, laughed, and said, “Wow! I have never heard anyone put chocolate and strawberries together. Christophe smiled, and squeezed his hands together, causing greens sparks to pop all around his hands, and then he opened his hands and they were full of chocolate covered
That mark has been my family crest for generations, and Peast is my really old great grandfather.” Shauna looked down at her stomach, looking for a scar, but it wasn’t there, and then she looked behind her, seeing the shadow that had cut her. The shadow changed figure, now it was a he, and he was an old man, then Shauna looked at the statue and realized that it was him.
“Thank you for setting me free,” said the man, “The curse is lifted goodbye.” The man hugged his grandson, and then he blew into his hair, sending magical power throughout Christophe’s body. Christophe fell to the ground, going straight to sleep, and the world went dark. When he awoke, they were back at the old willow tree, and Shauna stood over him, staring into his eyes.
“Wakey, wakey, eggs and bakey,” said Shauna. “It was a long ride home.” Shauna gave Christophe a kiss on his cheek, he blushed bright red, and he kissed her back. Christophe stood up, grabbed Shauna’s hand, and then he said
“I love you too. Come on let's have some fun.” They ran straight back into the willow tree and to the