Dark Lord - The Teenage Years
Jamie Thomson

Darklands Writing

By Layla, St John's Church School


Crowning Sooz’s head, was dark purple hair with black streaks. A pale glow like a silver moon glimmers over her face. Her dark mysterious clothing hides her golden heart. Anyone who met Sooz would think she was trouble. As a friend, she was loving and lovable.

As queen of the Darklands a mischievous look struck Sooz’s face. Sharp spikes crowned her dark purple-black hair. Caressing her shoulders, was a floor length violet cloak which ruffled gently in the faint breeze. When in the Darklands the mistress of mystery had a menacing air. A flicker of radiance filled the room with a silver light whenever she moved.