FYI: A roc is a very large bird that was said to have lived off the coast of India. It is used in fantasy quite frequently.
Ok, this story is based in the same world as Regonian Light, but at a different time. Somewhere in between the start of Rhikin's imprisonment and a couple years before Barbank's birth. I might have Mike in Regonian Light, I dunno. I still haven't decided what to do with him. Well, this is Mike's story. The original start of this crazy ongoing series I had in my head. This is the story it ORIGINALLY all began with. Before I even knew of Barbank or the Candle. Like back when I was 10. Of course I added some stuff. Enjoy. And feel free to comment. In this chapter the story hasnt really started yet, but it'll get better.
This section explains Rose's involvement....sorta. It starts out, really. It's my first well sized chapter so I'm damn proud of it! lol. Enjoy!
This chapter may not have that much, but it continues to desacribe some stuff. I think the end of this chapter is worth reading til. Whadda ya think?
'Tis a classic battle between Darkness and Light... Since the beginning of time, two mages had been battling for control over the Candle Plain at a 1,000 year stalemate. One was Addim of the Light. The other was Malus of the Dark. Their swords, after the many years, creates a powerful entity. A neutral one, Smoke. The creature that forms is a lovely woman named Constance. She is a prophetess. She says there is a way to determine the ruler of the Candle. She tells the two that one day there will be a warrior of the Dark that will practice the Light. In order to help each side, she warns Addim to beware of a shadow and she tells Malus to beware of a rose. Not even she could understand the prophecy. No one could. What dangerous threat could a rose bring? Why would the Light have to worry about a shadow? What will this warmage of the Dark do to help determine a ruler of the Candle? That is what this story is all about......
This is a tale about a woman's struggle to retrieve her husband and kill the evil one named Agar-Shabal. I really like this one so far.
This poem I wrote a long time ago and I've been meaning to put it up. It's a sample battle Barbank once fought (i dunno if I'll put it in the story) in poetic form.