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Amy ´the Ames´ Perkins

"Stands of Cypress 01" by Amy ´the Ames´ Perkins

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I was inspired to write this story as I was heading back to college from a camping trip in the Everglades National Park. I was in a minivan, passenger side front seat, listening to one of my professors lecture as we drove. It was 4.5 hours long. Funnily enough, I got the idea for this one. I'll be working on it, no fear.
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Stands of Cypress

 

I sat quietly next to Elgin as we observed the dark castle looming on the cliff above us.  We had been sent here to help the local people rescue their children who had been disappearing.  Local sources suggested that the children were being taken by a strange wizard.  So Elgin and I were here, ready to enter the wizard’s castle, free the children and strip the wizard of his powers.  At least that was what we had planned.

            I nodded to Elgin and we crept through the tropical forest and up a narrow, winding path to the top of the cliff.  We stood still for a moment, listening and feeling to determine if our approach had been noticed.  It hadn’t.  I cast my mind out and began a quick search of the castle to determine exactly where the children were being kept.  Luck was kind, they were close, being kept in a cell on the outer perimeter of the castle wall.  But their essence churned my stomach. 

            “Where are they Tara?”  Elgin’s soul glow was a beacon in darkness as I returned to my body.

            “The children are being kept in a room just on the other side of the stone wall over there.  We can pass through and free them first, then deal with the wizard.”  Elgin nodded in agreement.  We linked powers and condensed the stone molecules, making a passage into the cell the children were being held in.  We walked in and I saw immediately why their essence was so tainted.

            “Every one of them has been mutated!”  Elgin’s horrified words echoed my thoughts.

            “We must heal them quickly, before the wizard learns of our presence.”  I reached out my hand and Elgin again clasped it in his.  Our perfect complement of talent reached out, amplified by the other’s presence, creating harmonics of magic that only increased the power being used.  The process of purifying the children began.  Gradually, as our magic took effect the horns, claws and fangs disappeared.  Finally, the children were returned to normal.  They huddled together, in frightened shock.  I took a step forward and kneeled down, trying to make myself less imposing.

            “We are here to help you little ones.  Your parents are so worried.”  I quickly made a portal out to the town to quickly transfer the children home.  Elgin and I ushered the children through the portal, comforting each one as they walked through.  That being done, we set off through the castle to find the wizard responsible for the horrors.

            The castle was dank and a distant dripping sound echoed constantly.  Both Elgin and I kept a constant cast out, feeling subtlety for the wizard.  The hallway we were in came to an end; our only path was up a winding staircase.  I went up first and was surprised to find the staircase end in what seemed like an open hall.  It was pitch black and I motioned for Elgin to stay low on the staircase.  I reached out again with my mind, trying to sense the dimensions of the room.  I did not feel any presence other than that of Elgin’s or my own.  I moved away from the stairs and stood upright, all of my senses on alert.  A bright light suddenly shone down, blinding me, while at the same time, illuminating me for any hidden watcher.  Thankfully, Elgin remained hidden, even as an invisible speaker started talking.

            “You are a fool to think you can come here and defeat me.  Many have tried.  Many regret that decision.”  The voice echoed through the hall.  I could not see the speaker, not even a dark outline of a figure.

            “You will not harm or change those children anymore wizard.”  I took a defensive stance, mentally readying my shields for any possible attack, magical or physical.

            “No.”  If darkness could have smiled, it did then.  “It is you, Tara, that will be changed.”  As it spoke my name, the dark wizard was suddenly illuminated and I drew in a short gasp.  It was Kaie, someone who I thought I had defeated.  Before I could collect myself, a thin, red, crackling strand of light shot out at me and enveloped my body.  I stood there, unsure of what was happening because nothing felt wrong.  I could sense Elgin’s unhappiness at not being in the middle of the fight.

~Stay calm~ I told him ~I will call if I need help~

            “Why is it not working?”  Kaie’s face twisted in fury and frustration at his inability to harm me.  Then he became calm.  An eerie calm that left me quaking.  “No, not you perhaps, but he’ll do nicely.  Suddenly Elgin was raised out of the stairwell and the red, crackling light enveloped him.  He started screaming, the piercing noise causing me to double over in pain of my own as it echoed in my mind.

            Without thinking I started throwing my protective shields around Elgin but none would latch.  I felt as though I were trying to grasp a bar of soap in a pool.

            “Stop it!”  Frustrated by my inability to protect the love of my life, I instead began attacking Kaie.  As my first spell snaked its way ever closer to him, it seemed to be drawn in, like light into a black hole.  When the spell finally reached him, the energy of the spell would not disengage from me.  Panic welled up in my throat as I watched my own magic feed the destruction that was pulsing into Elgin with Kaie as the conduit.

            Elgin.

            I wrenched my gaze away from Kaie’s malicious smile and laugh, to Elgin, and nearly fainted.  His body was contorted and twisted in pain as the magic disfigured his features.  I collapsed to the ground as I weakened, watching as wave after wave of agony washed over his body.  In a sudden spasm his arms and hands stiffened and fingernails became claws.  Bony spurs grew in seconds on his knuckles, ripping through skin and becoming spines.  He doubled over and I heard cloth ripping as the same happened along his spine.  Thick black hair grew from all parts of his body.  The last thing I remember was watching his eyes, his beautiful green eyes, filled with suffering and frustration, turn blood-red and consumed with hatred.  Just as the last of my magic was drawn from my body to feed the terror before my eyes, I realized the scream that was still echoing in my mind was my own.

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10 Jul 2005:-) Katherine L. Burt
Ooooooooooo..... Wow. What a bummer. Beautiful subject, though. The only things I had problems were with things like commas (ahem, like when you are addressing someone in a sentence- "you will not hurt them anymore, Wizard" or something along those lines) and that you wrote she "almost fainted" but then she does collapse- not fainting, granted, but near enough to it. Really an interesting story, particularly with the choice to make her at least partially responsible for her beloved's transformation.

21 Amy ´the Ames´ Perkins replies: "heheh, commas and I never really get along very well. I'll go through it again and edit it for bad comma use. Thanks for pointing that out, I probably wouldn't have even noticed it. I think it might be time to do a reread of this and help it read a bit more smoothly. Thanks for the comment!"
22 Aug 2006:-) Rasha Al Najjar
Aww what a sad story, I like it thought, it's got so much into such a short story you know.

2 Amy ´the Ames´ Perkins replies: "Tension and pain always make for gripping stories. Especially when you feel for the character. Unfortunately, at this point, I need to really sit down and figure out how I want to fit the elements in that I want in the story and still take it where I'm going. There are many details to be worked out. Glad you liked it!"
26 Aug 2006:-) Mandy Burnham
Wow... she really has bad luck with her beaux. I'm really starting to hate this scabe Kia... however, you spell his wretched name. Oh, and your alter ego seems to get the shaft a lot... do you need a cookie? ^_^

62 Amy ´the Ames´ Perkins replies: "Kaie is a favorite villain of mine. And it was too good of an opportunity to use him again since he really doesn't get destroyed. My alter ego also gets to have fun... it'll be posted soon enough =D"
21 Sep 200645 Cecily again
The Elgin Marbles, famous works of ancient art the British Empire nicked from the Parthenon that reside in the British Museum being constantly argued over...

[of comedy] Well, it looked like a comic setup: heroine and Trusty Companion wander through a cliche set unopposed and apparently in no danger at all...one waits for a punchline, no? If you want actual scary, put some actual scary in. And some danger and some sense. I mean, Castle [thunderclap] on a cliff?
Tee hheeee *guffaw* Oh, wow, you're totally right. HAHAHAAHA *calms down* Hmmm, I suppose I was more in a rush to get to the confrontation, but I could make it real scary.

On reflection, it'd be damn terrifying if the EO just wasn't in, because then he could be anywhere;...and yes, I was referring to Elgin. How could anyone enslave Tara?

45 Amy ´the Ames´ Perkins replies: "They were sneaksy."
9 Jan 2007:-) Panu Karjalainen
I think it could make for a nice traditional swords & sorcery tale with a bit of work, starting with proper buildup of tension, a more thorough explanation of the situation, and highlighting the important points: the mutated children (more description, a solid motive) and Kaie (who is revealed to be Tara's old acquaintance, but who and why are missing). Ah, and this is why I really need to finish what I start.... The children bit was really only meant to be a jump into the action, they aren't the focus, just one of those easy side quests/jobs that you get all the time. Quick and simple, as a way to introduce the characters. The focus was more meant to be on getting the transformation reversed without the use of magic

Aah, I can't help liking a good pulpy dash of adventure, climbing through jungle to a bastion of stone and power, to rescue innocence turned horror... actually, it would have been nicer if they hadn't been able to heal the children. Or, even better, tried to heal the children of something relatively harmless (a few bruises) but ended up mutating them horribly...After reading your comments I'm actually thinking of taking this somewhere different than I had originally intended (I had a general idea of the story I wanted to tell but....)I want to take Tara to the complete opposite end of the spectrum and have her go completely mad and show the guilt and recovery and coping. I'm thinking she'll be driven completely insane by this and just start taking aggression out on the slightest hint of harm to her.... with the "beast" as her ravenous companion...I'm not quite sure if that'll work ( 'ly really wants to see the recovery process, the guilt) but let me know your thoughts.... I could even have her go back and change the children again.... Eh, I don't know, ideas are still bouncing, they have yet to settle
10 Jan 2007:-) Panu Karjalainen
No really? What a shame. Making children into monsters is my favourite pastime, er, I mean, it's an interesting plot twist. I agree, my muse took the bait at the mention of it... Maupin: [is jumping on the Idea like a cat plays with a ball filled with catnip] Maaaauuuuppp! And if I'm going to go with insane sorceress... why not turn the children back into monsters as my first act of insanity...

Well, an insane sorceress with a pet ogre as the protagonist of the story, why not. If you can avoid the obvious angst-traps and put depth into her suffering and recovery, I think it'll be a good story. Yes, that'll be the challenge, I want to avoid cliche the first time 'round What kind of style did you have in mind? Episodic adventures á la Conan? Or a fantasy "case record"? Tara and the Travelling Road Show? I have no clue, I need to sleep on it a bit, daydream some, but I've got some mindless tasks to do in the lab so I should be able to think of some stuff [loathes washing glassware]
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 • Created by: :-) Amy ´the Ames´ Perkins
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 • Keywords: Evil, Love, Magic, Sorcerer
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