One Library scholar finds out the danger of missing the forest for the trees.
'We're doing this for the children who have yet been born. We're making sure they have a good tomorrow to be born into.'
This story is about Yaryn girl named Saeyn, pronounced Say-en. She has had very mysterious things happen to her, and now, her story grows even more mysterious then it already was.
Flash story set in Edadh where a fisher goes for glory but finds too much danger
“Finish your lessons and go to bed. You have a long day of preparation ahead of you tomorrow.” And with a final laugh, she was gone, the door closed tightly behind her. I was so infuriated, I threw a glass bottle against the wall, and it shattered into a million pieces. But that didn’t satisfy my anger. I started ranting the worst oaths that I knew. I didn’t know many, but I had learned a few good ones from the fishermen in the harbor. I repeated them over and over in a loud voice until my anger started to ebb. It was replaced by panic. She couldn’t marry me off! She couldn’t, not without my approval! But what was that? Asked a voice in my head, Compared to her power, nothing. No, I would be stuck with whatever dreary, pompous old pig she stuck me with. And he would match that description exactly, or maybe be even worse. That I could count on. So that’s when I decided to escape.
Out of the Ashes of War rises a new civilization beneath the sea.
NRRRG! I hate these things. Expect to hear more of Eldirial, stuff happens, thunder peals loudly and lightning strikes inaudibly... *insert something profound*
This is the prologue, quite obviously, to 'A Story', aptly named, in part because I hate making up fitting names. Anyway, this will cover a bit of the land, and ocean, of a world that I am developing, helping the reader understand, to a degree, why two different races dont get along, and also give an introductory setting.