December 2009
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Chapter 4
The sign read “Fen Village”, it was painted on in deep black. The wood of the sign was weathered, belying the sense of new from the painted words. It stood on two posts in front of the crumbling stone wall that was opposite of the road to the actual village. Here was where the paved road began, a separate stretch branching off into the village while Fen Road disappeared out of sight to the North....
November 2009
4 posts
Chapter 3
Dawn the next day brought their departure. The sight of a long train of wagons was impressive, and the fact that they all held soldiers; intimidating. The air was dry and warm, there were few clouds above and the sun hung in the sky with a heavy shine. Each wagon held it’s number of men and those men were sheltered by the wagon. Octair sat at the very back of a wagon the Royal Guard had...
Chapter 2 Part 3
When Larro walked back to Octair he had already strapped his new long-sword onto his back. It wasn’t long enough to really be necessary, but on his back was where it felt comfortable. “Good choice,” Larro told him when he saw the sword, “makes you stand out even more. Here.” The leather purse that had held the coins he used to pay for the sword was placed in his hand, it still jingled with...
Chapter 2 Part 2
By the time he had finished scrutinizing his new pack of goodies, he was thoroughly impressed by it all and grateful they had given it to him for free, a number of men from the army all wearing their armors and weapons started filing into the tent of the commissary. “Ah,” Elk spoke up at the sight of them, “shift change already eh? Better get these boys fed,” he grabbed the bowl Octair had used,...
Chapter 2
Chapter Two
It was a long walk of silence until she had led them to the outside. By the time they had stepped foot outside the maze of the strange temple, the sun was already rising above the horizon. At least this gave him a sense of direction, knowing that where the sun shone newly to the day was East. He knew that, but he had never actually seen the sun before. There had always been an...
October 2009
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Hollow Atraxia
Precursor-
The waters ran deep, a brilliant blue glow emitting from water too pure and clear. The light reflected off the luminescent cavern ceiling and rugged walls, bathing the pure onyx veins in light strangely synonymous to the darkness. An image unfitting of the world torn to abstract nothingness beyond the caverns entrance. A world where hope did not exist, where good had fell, and even...