Brillindier, The Shadow Forest, an 7853009
A tower of stone rises out from the hills, so tall it comes above the trees. Silver water falls over the towers from the mountainside. Elves dwell in this castle, merrily chant and dancing in the halls, yet their king, Airune approaches, thus they fall silent. His dark ebony robes fall back behind him and his hair is in a thick braid, of which falls below his knees.
'My young servants,' Airune addresses his servants, 'what silences thee? Are ye afraid of thy king?'
'No, my lord,' a young woman under the name of Hsiviam spoke up.
Airune turned to thy fair lady and she lowered her head, ashamed.
'My lady,' Airune spoke to her, lifting her head, 'ye shan't be ashamed to speak.'
Airune tilted his head slightly to the right and smiled. Hsiviam felt a tingle run down her spine and her face felt hot. Airune turned and strode out of the room.
The women sighed and began murmuring about the young king, yet one servant only fell to the back; vivid memories filling his mind...
-Flashback: Thantoadarinnin, Narfassleciannannan, an 7853007-
...Aznr felt an icy cold hand on his arm. He turned around and saw Airune, his pallid skin was framed par his ebony hair, his émeraude eyes shone brightly in contrast.
'Aznr,' he murmured, 'I do not like it when ye are so cheerless.Ye must get over the past, Aznr, She has been departed from plage Wood and cannot be taken back.'
'I never really cared for her, did I?' asked Aznr.
'No,' Airune replied. 'Yet ye do l’amour me. I can feel thy l’amour for me in ye.'
'Do toi l’amour me, Airune?'
Airune nodded in answer.
'Aznr!' he heard Hvanselda call his name. 'Aznr get back to work and stop daydreaming!'
'Yes, ma'am,' he bowed to the Queen and began to work as she had ordered.
Torndan, Gonnodin, an 7853009
Ariel stares up at the stars, remembering the jour she had found the old spell book. She remembered the words at the beginning;
This book is for Fandaril, Daughter of Ariel, Queen of Torndan. Bless her with the beauty of the faerie and the wisdom of the elves.
Ariel placed her hand gently over her stomach, where her future child was. She and her partner had planned on naming her Fandaril, which, translated int common tongue, means blessed one. Ariel choked on tears as she remembered the jour she heard that he was dead.
-Flashback: Torndan, Gonnodin, an 7853009-
Ariel heard the sound of chevaux and glanced up. These were no ordinary horses, these were the golden ponies of The Shadow Forest. In The Legend of The Golden River these creatures were described as being 'beautiful black mares with golden flecks in their fourrure and golden manes and tails.' Ariel sank back into the bushes to watch. The ponies came galloping down the path. They had no or in them, yet they certainly were a beautiful sight.
'Gilador a dit that she would be in the forest of Torndan and we've run all over this place about five thousand times,' complained the rider in the front.
'Airune,' a dit the one behind him, 'stop complaining.'
Airune turned around and made a face at him.
'I'm the king, Aznr,' he said. 'Stop telling me what to do.'
He's jouer la comédie like a child, thought Ariel, yet judging par his clothing he's somewhere in his hundreds.
A rider in the back jumped of his horse and began walking towards her.
'LightWater!' called Aznr, 'what are toi doing?'
'I found the girl,' LightWater told him, 'I like her. She's pretty.'
'Come back here!' called Aznr, 'we're here to tell her of her partners death, not to get girlfriends.'
LightWater had already reached her hiding place.
'You're gorgeous,' a dit LightWater. 'what race are you?'
'Nymph,' a dit Ariel, blushing.
'So you're mortal. So am I.'
Aznr came over.
'LightWater,' he said, grabbing his hand, 'go back to the horses.'
Aznr shoved him and he went back to his horse. He walked past Airune's horse and Airune giggle and waved.
Ariel tried not to think about Aznr telling her how they were sent to tell her of her partners death, yet try as she might, she couldn't stop thinking of it.
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What all the names and place names mean:
Airune: white rose
Aznr: spark
Gilador: warrior
Hvanselda: fair one
Hsiviam: wise one
Brillindier: golden city
Thantoadarinnin: forest of dark
Narfassleciannannan: city of dark
Torndan: beautiful land
Gonnodin: stone land
Races:
Elf (fire, water, air, earth, nature, healing, black magic and light magic)
Ninx
Imp
Pixie
Faerie
Nymph
Brownie
Dwarf
Human
Sprite
Spirit
Characters races:
Airune:nature elf
Aznr:fire elf
LightWater:black magic elf, spirit, and human
Gilador: Human
I'll be posting the suivant chapters soon! hope toi enjoy them!^-^
A tower of stone rises out from the hills, so tall it comes above the trees. Silver water falls over the towers from the mountainside. Elves dwell in this castle, merrily chant and dancing in the halls, yet their king, Airune approaches, thus they fall silent. His dark ebony robes fall back behind him and his hair is in a thick braid, of which falls below his knees.
'My young servants,' Airune addresses his servants, 'what silences thee? Are ye afraid of thy king?'
'No, my lord,' a young woman under the name of Hsiviam spoke up.
Airune turned to thy fair lady and she lowered her head, ashamed.
'My lady,' Airune spoke to her, lifting her head, 'ye shan't be ashamed to speak.'
Airune tilted his head slightly to the right and smiled. Hsiviam felt a tingle run down her spine and her face felt hot. Airune turned and strode out of the room.
The women sighed and began murmuring about the young king, yet one servant only fell to the back; vivid memories filling his mind...
-Flashback: Thantoadarinnin, Narfassleciannannan, an 7853007-
...Aznr felt an icy cold hand on his arm. He turned around and saw Airune, his pallid skin was framed par his ebony hair, his émeraude eyes shone brightly in contrast.
'Aznr,' he murmured, 'I do not like it when ye are so cheerless.Ye must get over the past, Aznr, She has been departed from plage Wood and cannot be taken back.'
'I never really cared for her, did I?' asked Aznr.
'No,' Airune replied. 'Yet ye do l’amour me. I can feel thy l’amour for me in ye.'
'Do toi l’amour me, Airune?'
Airune nodded in answer.
'Aznr!' he heard Hvanselda call his name. 'Aznr get back to work and stop daydreaming!'
'Yes, ma'am,' he bowed to the Queen and began to work as she had ordered.
Torndan, Gonnodin, an 7853009
Ariel stares up at the stars, remembering the jour she had found the old spell book. She remembered the words at the beginning;
This book is for Fandaril, Daughter of Ariel, Queen of Torndan. Bless her with the beauty of the faerie and the wisdom of the elves.
Ariel placed her hand gently over her stomach, where her future child was. She and her partner had planned on naming her Fandaril, which, translated int common tongue, means blessed one. Ariel choked on tears as she remembered the jour she heard that he was dead.
-Flashback: Torndan, Gonnodin, an 7853009-
Ariel heard the sound of chevaux and glanced up. These were no ordinary horses, these were the golden ponies of The Shadow Forest. In The Legend of The Golden River these creatures were described as being 'beautiful black mares with golden flecks in their fourrure and golden manes and tails.' Ariel sank back into the bushes to watch. The ponies came galloping down the path. They had no or in them, yet they certainly were a beautiful sight.
'Gilador a dit that she would be in the forest of Torndan and we've run all over this place about five thousand times,' complained the rider in the front.
'Airune,' a dit the one behind him, 'stop complaining.'
Airune turned around and made a face at him.
'I'm the king, Aznr,' he said. 'Stop telling me what to do.'
He's jouer la comédie like a child, thought Ariel, yet judging par his clothing he's somewhere in his hundreds.
A rider in the back jumped of his horse and began walking towards her.
'LightWater!' called Aznr, 'what are toi doing?'
'I found the girl,' LightWater told him, 'I like her. She's pretty.'
'Come back here!' called Aznr, 'we're here to tell her of her partners death, not to get girlfriends.'
LightWater had already reached her hiding place.
'You're gorgeous,' a dit LightWater. 'what race are you?'
'Nymph,' a dit Ariel, blushing.
'So you're mortal. So am I.'
Aznr came over.
'LightWater,' he said, grabbing his hand, 'go back to the horses.'
Aznr shoved him and he went back to his horse. He walked past Airune's horse and Airune giggle and waved.
Ariel tried not to think about Aznr telling her how they were sent to tell her of her partners death, yet try as she might, she couldn't stop thinking of it.
These are the people who helped me in my book:
Book-Freak
Famestar
uploaded900
zikkiforever
If any of them are lire this, please message me if toi want to be in acknowledgements if I ever publier this book and if toi do I'll make sure I put toi in.
What all the names and place names mean:
Airune: white rose
Aznr: spark
Gilador: warrior
Hvanselda: fair one
Hsiviam: wise one
Brillindier: golden city
Thantoadarinnin: forest of dark
Narfassleciannannan: city of dark
Torndan: beautiful land
Gonnodin: stone land
Races:
Elf (fire, water, air, earth, nature, healing, black magic and light magic)
Ninx
Imp
Pixie
Faerie
Nymph
Brownie
Dwarf
Human
Sprite
Spirit
Characters races:
Airune:nature elf
Aznr:fire elf
LightWater:black magic elf, spirit, and human
Gilador: Human
I'll be posting the suivant chapters soon! hope toi enjoy them!^-^
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“You can’t!” I screeched, griping the thick herbe beneath my paws.
“The whole forest will belong to the Pack of Shadows!” the dark loup exclaimed enthusiastically, his fourrure flickering like shadows, “No loup will stop us!”
I have to do something! I couldn’t let it end like this! Not with the alpha in this state! Not with the pack divisé, split in four!
“Out of my way pup!” he tossed me aside like a tiny mouse.
“No!” I leaped at him, biting and clawing with all my strength.
“This is pointless! toi cannot defeat me she-wolf!” I felt him bite me and fling me away again. I was too tired to déplacer now, after traveling this far without resting, I can no longer breathe enough to live.
I’m over; this is the end of the Pack of Ice! I lay winded and defeated, awaiting death’s arrival patiently.
1. Leaving holes in the backstory.
As learned from Marty Chan, the human imagination is not only the most beautiful place in the world, it can also be the most horrific. If a person leaves some l’espace empty (ex: "Tara disappeared after the encounter and was never heard from again....") , your mind will immediately fill it in, your imagination coming up with the most grisly scenario possible....
2. Waiting a REALLY long time for the killer/ monster to montrer up.
The person becomes bored and even slightly drowsy, which makes them plus vulnerable to fear. If the antagonist pops up about halfway through (especially out of nowhere, and at night) they'll jump up as though just awaken from a nightmare. A little humor will definitely help if you're planning on doing this.
As learned from Marty Chan, the human imagination is not only the most beautiful place in the world, it can also be the most horrific. If a person leaves some l’espace empty (ex: "Tara disappeared after the encounter and was never heard from again....") , your mind will immediately fill it in, your imagination coming up with the most grisly scenario possible....
2. Waiting a REALLY long time for the killer/ monster to montrer up.
The person becomes bored and even slightly drowsy, which makes them plus vulnerable to fear. If the antagonist pops up about halfway through (especially out of nowhere, and at night) they'll jump up as though just awaken from a nightmare. A little humor will definitely help if you're planning on doing this.