Wick Buildings

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The heavy fog was considerably this evening, the floor covering and surrounding buildings in a thick layer of fog. The only thing you could see for miles was the seat of government and high white tower that extends even more of him. The wind blew through the surrounding trees, and the tower trembled, oscillating from right to left like a bobblehead. The only light we see everywhere visible was a comforting warm glow of a candle from the building Armata, and two figures were moving in the secrecy of night.
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Whenever the wind howled outside, the walls were shaking uncomfortable and electric lights would flicker on and off several times. This is one reason that the two boys had stopped relying on them and use a slightly melted candle, the smell faded and barely saw the bit. The wind blew harder, and the bedroom window opened, leaving a thrust of cold air at night in the room distributing documents that littered the ground and blowing the flame of the candle fragile. Growling, a form jumped out of bed and ran to the window and closed it with a click, the sound echoes in the small room. The other, had a book of matches off the dresser and was trying to light the candle with not much success. The wick was eventually burned to the wax, and the boy set the black candle wickless gently on the wooden floor.
"I guess we'd better sleep Aaron said the young man returned to close the window. The other boy shrugged his shoulders and sat on his bed, pulling the covers up his face.
"Jaden, do you think the storm is past tomorrow?" Aaron asked. Darkness filled the room completely with the absence of the candle and boys mixed in the room as shadows.
"I hope," turning the other boy in his bed springs squeak as he changed his weight. His voice was level and hope, but again, it was quite a show for Aaron to prove that his mentor was still hope, and that should do the same. "This boy is new thinking Jaden with a touch of Envy," Armata building has not received it yet, very soon, all hopes are washed him. As he washed me, and he involuntarily Jaden sighed and looked out the window and the cool crisp night.

Good job. The only thing I dislike is how you entered the names of the character so quickly. Great job well.

Really good tasting! I like the description, you must finish the story if you have not already:)

I really think it is a piece well written and has great potential. Your descriptions are strong and the atmosphere of it all is rather intriguing. But I can not get the point of the room. There is movement, not an enduring purpose and no evidence of a plot. I'm sure that can be fixed simply by continuing the story.