- Invitation Status
- Posting Speed
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- 1-3 posts per week
- Writing Levels
- Elementary
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Genres
- Supernatural, Fantasy, Romance, Realistic, Modern Fantasy, Post Apocalypse, Tragedy
Cole started walking without a specific destination. He ended up in front of the North gate and sat down, watching the maze from inside The Glade. The doors were supose to close at any moment, and he had always been curious of how did those enormous things move so easily. He also thought how would be a night out there... sometimes he could hear the Grievers, and he was sure that he didn't want to see them at night. He found himself repeating the same questions that every Glader did to himself everyday. What did all that mean? Why them? What were they suppose to do? Were they ever getting out?