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The next morning there were many people gathered around the gates of the city. It seemed that there were more people that received letters other than Traxius. Everything was looking a bit odd to him. He wondered who else got letters and how this many people even knew about it. But he figured that most likely some of the others told their family and friends and word just spread through the city of the event. Traxius dressed in his black cloak with his hood drawn up moved stealthily through the crowd. No one noticed him surgically moving through. Up on the rooftops a small being was jumping from building to bui


ch 4 of work in progressChapter 4ch 4 of work in progress
Hey cut that out Sis, said young Jolen after getting pinched form afar by his twin sister. Thats not fair. His sister giggled as she did it again. Everyday it is like this. Ever since his sister developed her magical ability, as do all elven women at an earlier age, she has tormented him. It hasn't stopped. Jolen would be going home form school and his older brothers, accomplished rangers, would set magical traps he is unable to find due to his current lack of ability. All is because he is the last to receive the gift. At school his siblings of around the same age would play tricks on


ch 3 of work in progressChapter 3ch 3 of work in progress
A young halfling and his friends were hiding in some bushes just outside the camp of a few humans. The humans were a ragtag group of individuals, Could be bandits, said Guilt Corin, the appointed leader of the group of half-pints.
What do you think theyre doin Guilt? asked one of his friends in curious wonder.
I think theyre getting ready to raid, said another. I dunno you guys, said Guilt, but whatever it is we need to get rid of them. Yeah, we need to make sure they don't find our troupe, adde


ch 2 of work in progressChapter 2ch 2 of work in progress
Another day and nothing has happened, said John Paxton, Captain of the Boranian Elite Guard. John a man of great distinction, mostly due to his father the General of the Boranian Army, walked around town ensuring the safety of its denizens. One of the problems with being John is that he has been so diligent with his work over the passed few years that crime rate has dropped dramatically, hence making his job all the more boring recently. What I wouldn't give for some damn action, he thought to himself. John made a turn onto the market street, this used to be a place of where hawkers and pickpocke


Requiem of the Lost SoulsWe must admit you are a fool, of us you have no fear. Only bereavement awaitsRequiem of the Lost Souls
for those who wander here.
Where are you from oh witless boy? How do you know so little? To escape from here, all you must do is decipher this one riddle.
You fear us not but you will see true terror in its prime. This demon walks by night and day, oblivious of time.
He wanders here; he wanders there, searching for the light. His eyes glow red, his hair of gold, his clothes of snowy white.
This boy, you'll see, is very strange his mind a


Somewhere out thereThe wind blows through my hair The world is just too vast The people, they don't know what's fair The hope, the truth, the pastSomewhere out there
Is it all for the greater good? Is it all all that it should? Is this all in my control? Is this my own black hole?
Wanting something I couldn't have only made me want it more Being denied only one small thing only made me want it more
They said that she was nice The simple things aren't for free Nobody knows I paid the price Because she's the only one for me
Searching, wanting, waiting, knowing
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Tempt not the stars, young man, thou canst not play
With the severity of fate. --John Ford
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