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Blog entries by Saeria
"That's why i took a special interest in you." Sidgal Tun propped himself against a tree as he watched Narim hack and slash his cloth target with the practice sword.
"Surely it's not for any ability with a sword." Narim chuckled. 3 winters had passed since his arrival to the keep. The shock...
She was sure it was all a dream as she woke to the sun filtering through the mouth of the cave. She could barely remember the night except waking up to find a strangely glowing figure caring for her. Remembering the way he smiled at her warmed her. He looked alot like Dannic, she thought, with...
From the moment Ya Embaela awoke that fateful day of the procession, she knew she would never see her family again. As the days passed she found herself more and more content in this strangely warm cave hidden in the Hillsindry cliffside. She wasn't captive in the least. Each day she awoke to...
"Eat." Someone shouted as a tray was slid under the door. Narim prodded the unidentifiable dish wishing now he'd taken up the old man's offer for food. Any moment he knew he'd be taken from his cell. To raise the blade, he mused, what will it take? In the few days since his arrival to this place...
Sidgal Tun crept down the corridor until he faced the cell of the newest captive. The night had been a long one for everyone and it was only their weary spirits that kept their guard down long enough for him to dare this meeting. He peered inside but could not make out the prisoner held within...
As Narim and his new friend, Ixta, came upon the first signs of civilization, he felt a sour churning in the pit of his stomach. Perhaps, he thought, it was because the fun part of this journey was drawing to a close. He and Ixta had laughed and danced the entire time. Her feelings of gaiety fed...
... Mallora woke to the sun glinting in her eyes. to her surprise it was almost midday when she finally woke from her deep slumber. As she rubbed her small rodent face she wondered about Narim. Had he made it through the night? Would he think to look for her here. She felt the faint link between...
.. been a while...
The new that had been the fields outside of the Manacaru Wood wore off quickly for Mallora and Narim. Mallora soon discovered the biggest setback was Narim's poor physical health. By the end of each day, the child grew slow and pale. She could see the pain marking his...
For Narim and Mallora, life was strangely peaceful. They could hear the melee on the edges of the forest, yet buried deep within the embrace of the trees, where no man dared to enter, all they could hear was the cacophony of life that had fled to this place. With their backs warmed by the sun...
The land was beautiful here. Having left the forests far behind them, the procession found themselves in a green preview of the sea itself. The grass stretched far into the darkening horizon, rolling like ocean waves in a strong wind that carried the scent of flowers and life. The clouds changed...
Had Ya Embaela truly known what four days of walking felt like, she may have thought twice about giving her seat away so hastily. Despite the unimaginable soreness and fatigue that rippled through her muscles, being able to look at her father and brother, their faces beaming approval of her...
Heh, took me long enough to get back to this. I guess you could say this next bit was strangely inspired by the clips of dreams i had about Zchi the living deity i had while i'd been sick this week. Well, onward then.
Ya Embaela had already spent eight days bouncing around in the rikshaw...
The first time i had ever seen a Lasaeri, i thought i was looking at some strange demon. I found myself somewhat displaced in the sandstone hills of MiddleGround when i spotted him. He was a fierce looking creature, nearly one and a half of me tall, all muscle too. His ears were long and pointed...
Jawn felt strangely perturbed as it yawned and stretched. The androgen took note of the strange silence that had permeated the woods surrounding the ruined city of Manacaru since early this morning. It's senses told it that something was amiss. Perhaps an Elvling stepped into the wood to hunt...
How long had they been driven from their ancient villages? Little was spoken of it since the Elvlings exodus so long ago. Through sad sighs, the elders would simply say "it was our utopia and no one else's". But, as Jessilent had reasoned, so had Tallenbrough Harbor become. Their houses were...
I want to try something a little unorthodox. Taking the advice of my friends here, I've decided to start writing. As thanks for all the kind words concerning this, i'm sharing my walk through the Faeri as i take it. My writing will be done in solely in this blog. Comments, crits, suggestions...
