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Brian ´Dulcet´ Bergstrom

"Regonian Light: Chapter 2" by Brian ´Dulcet´ Bergstrom

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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.
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"Tell us more of this 'Light,'" came a woman's voice from the crowd. Her children's eyes were glued onto him. They were amazed of his appearance. He had nicer clothes. Their clothes were bought before they were born. They had to grow into them.

The woman's words pierced through all the other cries and questions. Barbank turned his attention to the woman. He walked over to her and whispered in her ear. "The Light, from what I hear is the miracle we all need." he said, turning to the rest of the crowd. "It will bring us freedom," he exclaimed, "not like any other."

The mayor looked at him with delight. "But I am afraid you are mistaken." he said. "I think you are the miracle we need. You have already brought us great joy. How can we get this Light you speak of?"

Barbank was stunned for a moment. He didn't know. Where was the Light? Where had the old voice planned to teach him of it and how?

He looked down to the ground. "I don't know. All I know is that a spirit told me of it. He said his name was forbidden to be spoken in this land. He said in a land called the Light Realm his name can be spoke as well as seen. That is all I know."

An old man walked up into the middle of the crowd. He had a stick as a cane. He body worn and beaten from work. His eyes beaming. He put a hand on Barbank's shoulder. "You speak of the legend."

"Legend?" Barbank asked. "What do you mean?"

"The old voice you speak of is a legend. One shall be slain by great evil if he or she is to mention his name."

"How do you know?"

"I know because I have been around a while. I've read stories of many things. This particular one, I wouldn't like to chance."

"Well, where can I get to the Light Realm. Do you know?"

The old man looked at him for a moment. His eyes filled with hope. He knew where the Light Realm was.

"I will show you." he said. "Come."

"Wait a moment." the mayor bursted. "How come you never told us about any of this?"

"Because," said the old man, "You never asked. You never needed to know."

Barbank followed the man. The townspeople followed Barbank. No one had known of the passage they went. It was hidden within the bushes. The old man had done a fine job of keeping it secret. They stopped.

There was a large gate in front of them. It stood higher than a man can climb. It was silver with a candle in the middle of it. To the sides, there was a wall. The wall that stretched for miles on each side.

As the old man led Barbank to the gate, the candle began to burn its wick. Before, it had just been a still candle. The old man stopped. His eyes in astonishment as was everyone elses.

"I can't believe it." he said. "It has never burn in my life. I have stood outside this gate for ages and it wouldn't do anything."

"What does this mean?" Barbank asked.

"It means you are the one who must enter the Light Realm. Only you."

"Why?"

He shook his head. "Only that candle knows. Not I."

Barbank walked closer to the gate. The closer he was to it, the more the candle glowed. The entire wall began to glowas well, shining brightly. The forests blocked most of it, however.

As Barbank touched the silver bars of the gate, it began to open. A miracle had been performed. No one had ever seen the gate open. Many had tried, but no one ever had it budge.

He walked through the gate, disappearing from the town's eyes and into the light.




* * *





The blinding light slowly diminished as he saw the path continued on the other side. Around the path, there was green grass that had just been freshly watered by the morning dew. There were trees that still had their leaves. The sky was shining brightly upon the horizon. It was truely a lovely site.

He walked further on, viewing the sites he saw. He was amazed. Never before had he seen such beauty in a land. Never before had he even imagined such a wonder.

A roc flew over his head as he continued. It soon landed near by in the field. It eyed him carefully. Its eyes were not evil, but full of curiousity. It came closer to Barbank.
What is your name? it said into his mind.

"How did you--"

It's called magic, my friend. Magic. The roc scouted out his body for a moment. Are you a warrior? it asked.

"Yes I am. I'm Barbank Redson of Regonia. Where am I?"

You are in the Light Realm. You must be from the Dark Domain.

"Why, yes, I am. Where are you from?" he asked, inquisitively.

I am from The Meadow. All creatures derive from The Meadow. said the roc, munching on a big worm he had just sucked up from the ground.

"What's the Meadow?"

The Meadow is a magical place. I am not allowed to tell you anything of it or I will be killed. The Meadow's secrets must be kept secret.

"I see." said Barbank. "I met an old voice on the other side of the gate. He told me something about the Light."

Hmmmm. the bird wondered. I know no man in the Dark Domain that knows of the Light. How could it be?

Barbank shrugged.

No. It cannot be. The roc point to the gate. The candle on it had been glowing. How did that glow? It has never glown before in all my years.

"I think I made it glow. An old man in the town by the gate said I did. No one know what it means and neither do I."

Incredible. Come, ride on my back. I will take you to The Keeper of Records at once. Maybe he knows something about it.

The roc spread its wings, which spread at a wingspan of about twenty feet. In the middle was a nice seat of feathers for Barbank to ride upon. He leaped on and they took off.





When they landed, Barbank found a magnificent temple with a statue sitting on a throne. It was gigantic. The whole structure seemed to be made of marble. Around it were one hundred steps leading up to the statue.

Barbank's eyes widen. He had never seen such a structure. Most buildings in the Dark Domain were in poor condition.

Go up and you shall find a closed door. the roc said. Repeat the words you see printed above it. Only trusted members of the Light can see it. Your business is important enough to enter.

Barbank stepped up the steps and to the door. On the very top it read:



"Kluke of Day. Kluke of Night; Bring Kluke into the Light."



He wondered what the words could mean. What was Kluke? He didn't really bother with it much. Just as he was about to say the words, the door glowed with a candle shining brightly in the middle of it.

Suddenly the statue awakened. He moved and looked over to Barbank. Barbank was incredibly stunned by this as he fell onto the ground.

"WHO ARE YOU?" the statue bellowed.

"Barbank Redson of Regonia. In the Dark Domain." answered Barbank.

"HMMMMM," it pondered. "WHY DO YOU COME HERE?"

"I seek knowledge of the Light. I was told to see a Keeper here to see exactly why I'm here."

"THE KEEPER WILL NOT KNOW. HE ONLY KEEPS RECORDS OF THE PAST."

"Who will then?"

"I COULDN'T TELL YOU."

"Who are you?"

"I AM KLUKE."

"Kluke?? You mean like--"

"YES, IN THE SPELL. I FOUNDED THIS LAND OF CLAR HERE. I DIED MANY YEARS AGO, BUT MY SPIRIT STILL LIVES IN THIS STATUE. I AM A SYMBOL OF PEACE AND HARMONY. THE PEOPLE LOVE ME. THE SPELL AND ENTRANCE INTO HERE, THE HALL OF CLAR, ARE ONLY FOR TRUSTED MEMBERS OF THE LIGHT. YOU ARE OF DARK BLOOD, CORRECT?"

"Yes, but I hate it. I regret ever Dark move I made. I want to learn the Light and be a fine warrior of it. An old voice in my town told me of it. He said ir was forbiden to speak his name. He never told me why. When I got the town of Exampst, he mysteriously disappeared. It was then crossed the gate that divide the two sides. As I crossed, a candle lit brightly. An old man said he had never seen it glow. He said it was a miracle. Do you know anything of the old man?"

"OLD MAN. I HAVE NEVER HEARD ANYTHING OF A MAN OF LIGHT IN THE DARK DOMAIN. NO ONE IS TO CROSS OR THEY WILL BE KILLED."

"I crossed." he said.

"THAT IS A MIRACLE. YOU MUST HAVE GREAT IMPORTANCE THEN. I WILL SEND YOU OFF TO SWOOM AT THE TRAINING GROUNDS. TELL HIM YOUR STORY AND I'M SURE HE WILL INFORM YOU MORE OF THE LIGHT. SPRINT WILL TAKE YOU THERE. HE KNOWS WHERE IT IS."

"Who's Sprint?"

"THE BIRD YOU TOOK YOU HERE." said Kluke, pointing to him down below.

"Very well. And thank you, Kluke."

Kluke waved them goodbye as they flew southwest.


←- Regonian Light: Chapter 1 | Regonian Light: Chapter 3 -→

DateNameComment 
7 Apr 2001:-) Nina Roussakova
Hmmkay, you have a point there. But I still think the readers should know a little more about his thoughts. And I suddenly realise I don't even know what he looks like. I've always pictured him as a black slihouette, but I don't actually know whether he has blond or black hair or eye color, and if he really is as strong as I picture him. I love your story though, and will be back as soon as you update (drop a note). About that training thing...it's good the way it is now. Blah blah blah... YOU DO A GREAT JOB CAN'T WAIT FOR MORE! *goes off mumbling something about 'terrible' and 'waiting'*
Author's Response: I had a pic of him linked on this very page, but then Thomas decided to update the system and screw with my files so it got deleted. Here's the link: Barbank's pic!
12 Apr 2001:-) Joshua Tranter
Is it just me, or is Barbank a wee bit messianic at times?
16 Apr 200145 Janie
I'm glad you finally got the second chapter up! It was good, better than the first I'd say. I agree with the comment about leaving some more questions unanswered. It makes the reader want to keep reading and leaves them hanging on the edge. Anyway, you don't need me to tell you that. Already looking foward to the 3rd chapter! Get it up here fast!
Author's Response: Thanks Janie! But I will say that so far Barbank's not in Chapter 3. And i doubt he'll be in Chapter 4 either....based on the size of Chapter 3 so far. I think Chapter 3 will be my best. I really have caught the knack for writing long chapters now. Though, I admit, my detail still may suck. I plan to put up Chapter 3 this weekend hopefully.
19 Apr 200145 Josh N. Petroff
Did you rush through this one? it doesn't seem as thought up or elborate. It all happens a little to quickly. But it's still pretty good.
Author's Response: I gotta agree with you on that. My old version of the story was crappier so I guess this is a bit slower than the first. I think I have a bad habit of doing that: Rushing.
20 Apr 200145 AlleneWood
hmmm...That Kluke guy was cool!! haha..and I like the Roc birdy too, i wanna ride on a roc. Is it pronounced ROCK?...or...i dunno. lol...i'm reading on now! fare thee well until next comment
Author's Response: Woohoo!! I was waiting for someone to say stuff about them. Kluke's very cool. I might put up another story that involves him. Sprint would also be in it. Sprint's one of my favorite characters, but in this story, you don't get to see why.
24 Nov 2001:-) Stephanie J. Walls
I have rocs in my story. They haven't come into the story yet, and won't for a long while. They don't have any personality really, and they're evil rocs, but they started out good. Anyway, about what Nina said. I think you could show us some of his emotions, like confusion, awe etc but showing us his expressions. Like how his eyes open wide when he see's how lovely the light realm is, and his surprise at the statue that turns out to be the Kluke. Thats just a suggestion, and something I sometimes having trouble doing. Its just a matter of preference for the write really, so don't mind me. Anyway, I'll be back. Im gonna go get some rest.
5 Jan 200245 Anna R. Priestley
Hey, this is great ^^ Just barely bette than the 1st chapter, but that's because cha[ter was had sucha good starting. Love it, goin ta chapter 3 soon ^~
20 Jun 200245 M. Bechard
Very nice chapter. You were right though, it moves kinda slower, but that isn't exactly a bad thing, since it gives time for more description and stuff, y'know the stuff that really matters (also the stuff I omit). I am quite interested in the next few chapters, thanks for keeping me reading, since my attenion span has been rather short for the last little while.

:-) Brian 'Dulcet' Bergstrom replies: "Well I'm glad you like it! I personally think it sucks cuz my grammar is the worst on Elfwood, but oh well!"
22 Jun 2002:-) Melanie Köhler 'Mistress of Chaos'
I agree that Barbank should show some more emotion, even if you just say "Barbank was in total shock, and numbly went along with anything that was told him" that would explain things a bit more.

Again, There can never be enough description. Well, okay maybe there can, but I always lean to the overdescriptive side, though it slows down the story, it creates a picture, a lasting impression in the reader's mind, and that is, after all, what we writers are after, right?

:-) Brian 'Dulcet' Bergstrom replies: "*leeches onto her* I need you! I need to get detail. That's my major weakpoint!!!!!"
5 Jul 2003:-) Camilla 'Motone' Whitney
Again, I like your conceptualization. ^_^ But: If the gates were taller than a man could climb, how were they hidden in the bushes? Also: You used the word "site" when it should've been "sight." A "site" is a place, whereas a "sight" is a visual stimulus. Just a bit from the Grammar Guru. ^_^
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About 'Regonian Light: Chapter 2':
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 • Created by: :-) Brian ´Dulcet´ Bergstrom
 • Copyright: ©Brian ´Dulcet´ Bergstrom. All rights reserved!

 • Keywords: Light, Darkness, Dark, Evil, Good, Warrior, Mage, Wizardry
 • Categories: Magic and Sorcery, Spells, etc.
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