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PostPosted: Sat Aug 21, 2010 7:40 am    Post subject: Bright Skies Reply with quote

(PLEASE NOTE: I also like to write more than one book at a time, and so I am good at keeping track of these things.)

Prologue

A silent wind blew through the forest. It was winter, and a Barn Owl had no idea of what she would one day see. And neither of what she would love. Or what time of day she would be up. Her name was Fyre, of the forest of Songhardia, a silver-leafed forest.
A silverling, a type of fireling that could breath water, ran through the forest on its long legs. Glittering like the water it could breath, the silverling stopped, a letter in its front talon. He layed it gently on the branch of what appeared to be a black-barked apple tree with pale silver leaves and blue fruit. Suddenly, it grew the wings of a Water Dragon and took off into the sky. Nobody knew that he was a silver Water Dragon but him and his master, for he always kept the body of a silverling and the wings and mind of a Water Dragon.
But that did not matter now- what mattered was the letter that had been laid on the branch of the hollow apple tree where Fyre lived. She would open it and be surprised of what it told her to do.
It was more than she could take...

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PostPosted: Sun Aug 22, 2010 4:06 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

Chapter One: Game of Killing

Fyre stood on the branch of her hollow, a frown upon her beak. Noticing the silver letter, she picked it up and opened the wax seal. She was shocked at what she read- it was asking her to go the four elemental palaces, an impossible feat, however one that had not been challenged, but requested. She must go, or something bad would happen to her, the letter said. Then again, it was not the letter, but the one who wrote it. It had been written by apparently no one, as the letter was not marked in any way besides Fyre's name and the actual letter. But Fyre almost knew it was the Eerie Silverling's master.
I should take off now, thought Fyre, as the letter said she had a year to travel from one palace to another. So she grabbed her mouse-skin bag and took off into the morning twilight, knowing that what she was doing was dangerous, especially since she had to travel by day, and not night.
Fyre serveyed the land carefully, looking to see if she was anywhere near the Ice Elemental Palace. But even though snow littered the tree tops, Fyre knew that this was just trickery, that whoever sent the letter had purposely done it during winter.
She flew off and suddenly her dark brown eyes grew wide. She saw a cloud of Ravens, or as the Ancient Ones called them, a murder. The Ancient Ones were odd creatures, they looked like faeries, but the didn't have wings and were far less graceful. They had wrecked havoc upon the land with their machinery, and they were so busy building these things that they never checked the sky. No longer had astronomers been useful... until a round chunk of a golden meteor crashed into Earth, slowly rising to form another moon. This had also caused a radioactive explosion. In turn, that caused all species of animals to be able to mate- but they all looked different, as well. Ravens had four eyes and their wings grew long like cloaks. The bears had become an odd species; they grew long ears and horns of an elk formed on their forehead. The grew a more tiger-shaped body, and they grew hooves, adapting to speed, but size remaining. Owls, however, were untouched. Nothing happened. They were all the same- but they had grown larger than three eagles together, and their intelligence was superior. This had happened to all animals... however, the only ones who grew were the owls.
Fyre flew towards them anyway. They were much more intelligent than crows. A silver gleam crossed Fyre's eye- she saw that the silver moon glew feircely, and a ghostly apparition appeared. Eerie Silence, Fyre thought. He was a challenger of games; but Fyre never knew until he said so himself. In fact, nobody knew besides the chosen- and now they don't remember. "Kill," Eere Silence whispered, and then she flew away, her whispy tail leaving a ghostly trail as she floated away. But she was still watching. Nobody could see her because she was invisible and had the power to do anything with magic- even bring back the dead. Fyre turned in the air. "You want a fight? Very well, then, here it is!," she hollered into the seemingly endless sky. Fyre found a golden set of battle talons laying on a branch that had shaped itself to fit only that pair of battle talons. Engrated on the branch was rule. "Only those with the perfect sized talons may take these bloody weapons of Hadian". Fyre had to stop herself from chuckling at the rule. Hadian was a realm where the truly evil animals went- a hell of sorts. Fyre slipped her talons into the jointed metal and took off, flying high into the sky for a rappid, insane battle.
Fyre faced six ravens, and slashed her talons at them angrily. Only one was hit mortally; she felt wreckless in the heavy weaons. She gave a vertical slash at a rather small raven; he dodged, but had his leg torn off completely. Fyre looked at the ends of the battle talons to see that they were saw-edged. Oh, Iagro, these things are brutal, she thought. Fyre slashed at the raven's heart, and missed, only to be smacke in the face, leaving a bloody mark on her facial disk. Fyre flew quikly towards the raven and stabbed her saw-edged battle talons into his heart, even plucking it out. How does it feel to be a murderer, Fyre?, she asked herself as she shivered with descust. She threw the heart to the ground, and started ont another raven, slashing at her neck, and succeeding at first slash. She then made her way to a group of four ravens and slashedat one, thinking she would be an easy kill. But she wasn't. The raven dodged and grabbed Fyre by the leg, throwing her up into the sky. But no matter; Fyre dove at the raven and struck her with the edge of her battle talon. The ravon only had one scratch across her eye; and she flew at Fyre like a bullet.

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