I've been working on it for a really, really long time. Like a few years. And the beginning is VERY VERY ROCKY. Very. But it gets way better as you go on so just bear with me. :)
I need input on this. Really. More than anything else. Please. I beg you. Please. Please. Please.
Also I don't have a title so I will just call it My Book. ;)
That's something I'll need suggestions from you later.
Well, here goes:
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CHAPTER 1
Long
ago........
Screams sounded
through the castle. Blood was being
shed. The king and queen woke up
abruptly, startled. The baby in the
cradle at the foot of their bed cried.
The king jumped out of bed.
“We are being
attacked,” he said as he hurriedly put on his armor. “I must go and fight! Go!
Escape!! Protect our baby!”
“No,
Daniel! You can't! What about—“
“Rosalyn,” said
the king. He walked over to where the
queen stood over the cradle, holding her baby.
He cupped her chin in his hands.
“Go,” he said softly. She smiled
sadly. He kissed her, and she went
willingly to the door. The queen paused,
and turned around.
“Goodbye,
Daniel,” she said, and slipped out.
The queen ran
down many stairways. At the end of the
fifth staircase, she heard voices.
“Woik, woik,
woik, oul we do is woik. We capture the
kink, and Boas says, ‘Go find the queen,’” said a scratchy but strangely young
sounding voice. “Woi don’t we get a
break sometoims?”
The queen
pressed herself against the wall, muttering a spell. She immediately turned invisible.
“Ah, shut up,”
said a gruff voice. “You’re gonna get us
all in trouble. You know what happens if
you disobey the boss.”
Two creatures
came in view. They were wolves, tall and
muscular, walking on their hind legs.
They both wore armor with a strange symbol on the chest plates. It resembled a crooked flower, choked by
thorns. The two creatures walked in
front of her, still talking about the amount of work they were assigned, when
the older looking one stopped.
“What?” said
the younger wolf. The other put a claw
to his lips and looked around. He stared
at the queen for a while. He walked
closer. She held her breath. The wolf narrowed his eyes, then turned
away. “Thought I heard something.” They walked away, still looking around
suspiciously.
The queen
waited a full count of 100 before moving.
She ran through hallways, up stairs, down stairs, and through
walls. She finally stopped at a platform
between two staircases. The queen looked
around, as if to see if anyone was watching, and whispered some unintelligible
syllables. The outline of a doorway
appeared, and the queen pushed on it. It
opened. She ran in, and shut the door
behind her.
She was in a
small, but very special room. This
particular room was so full of magic, one could smell it in the air. The queen set her whimpering baby down on a
pedestal in the middle of the room. She
shushed it, and the baby calmed down.
She stood before the pedestal, with her hands outstretched over her
baby. Her eyes glazed over as she worked
a powerful magic. Calling on the magic
of the room, and the magic inside of her, she created a ball of pure magic, which
she cupped in her hands. She lowered her
hands down to her baby’s heart, and placed the magic there. The queen then picked up the baby, raised it
to the heavens, and exerting herself as far as she had in her life, used the
magic surrounding her, her own magic, and her baby’s magic, she whispered words
known to not many still in this world.
The baby flashed a bright purple, then yellow, and then—
It was
gone. The queen, exhausted from her
exertion, crumpled to the floor in a dead faint.
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Once again, MADI, no comments on my name choices. :P
So, whaddya think? Cool? Like it? Once again, it's in Fantasia.
Yay! Cool beans. I will post more later.
Fangirl on!
~~Zoë Wingfeather
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