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Post by moogle on Aug 17, 2007 1:04:20 GMT -5
OOH, that is brilliant! I would so read that!
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Post by Scream on Aug 19, 2007 6:38:42 GMT -5
lol really?
okay, once i get it going and everything you can be my go to person with ideas and things. ;D if your up to it.
Or at least read it first-ish. knowing my teacher she will prolly steal it off me half way through and read it first. lol.
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Post by moogle on Aug 19, 2007 16:19:13 GMT -5
Lol, I would love to be that! It's definitly a great idea!
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Post by Scream on Aug 20, 2007 2:05:21 GMT -5
^.^ awesome. Thank you.
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Post by LizzyMarch on Sept 7, 2007 21:28:09 GMT -5
Okay, i write like millions of stories
I always try to start one, then get bored and start a new one, but right now i think i am going to stick with one, i am just not sure which yet. I think i might rewrite one from my younger days, actually. Here is a snipet from one i wrote last year, almost finished. It is not my greatest, i think i will rewrite this one as well with more descriptions and I will try not to jump around so much, but tell me what you think:
The Twentieth Year
Once upon a time long ago, back before Arthur pulled the sword from the stone and Merlin cast his first spell, there was the land of Mirac. It was an ancient land where ogres, phoenixes, giants, dragons, and many other monsters roamed the land with fierceness. This land was a divided land, with many different kingdoms. Many were in great turmoil, but one that was very peaceful was named the Kingdom of Survan. It had great prosperity, and was always at peace with itself and neighboring kingdoms. At the dawn of May 21st, the queen of this kingdom laid in great distress. She was breathing deeply as a midwife ran around barking orders. The king sat outside, awaiting the birth of his new child. He paced the hard stone floor of the palace looking intently at the northwest tower. Soon, a handmaid came out, smiling at the king. "King Phillip, would you like to see your new baby girl?" The king nodded, walking into the room in a daze. The queen sat on the bed, holding a little bundle. Her blonde hair lay back on her head and she looked tired. "Phillip, it is our new baby." The queen whispered, tilting the bundle so that King Phillip could look down at his daughter. Her green eyes matched his own, and she looked up at him with an inquisitive stare. He took the baby in his arms. "Her name shall be Sarapheena, because it is on this day that a wonderful Seraphim of angels is singing for this wonderful birth." Her mother beamed with joy. She lay down her head peacefully, looking at her wonderful husband. His black hair shone in the morning light, and his jade eyes were misting with tears. He lay his newborn daughter down into a bassinet, letting the little one rest her tired eyes. /*\*/*\ "Queen Isabella," A maid opened the door. The queen picked up the baby to play with her. "You have a visitor. It's a seer, she says it's important." Queen Isabella gasped. She placed the baby back down and looked at her reflection in the mirror, straitened her skirt and looked at the maid. "Send her in." The maid curtsied and left the room. When she returned, she led an old woman. The woman's dark skin hung around her body. She walked slumped over, using her stick to keep her upright. Her silver hair hung in clumps, and the queen cringed as an odious odor wafted into her nostrils. The woman had rags hanging around her in dirty masses, barely covering anything. The woman looked up at the queen and Queen Isabella gasped as she looked into the hollows of her sockets. She had no eyes, just holes that seemed to sense the queen. "I wish to see the child." Isabella hesitated, not wanting to scare Sarapheena. "She is very bright, she will sense I mean no harm." The queen nodded slowly, and the woman walked over to the baby and leaned over, viewing her. "She has knowledge in her eyes," The seer said to no one in particular. "Beauty is to become of her, strong will, and a heart of gold. 'Tis a shame." "What is a shame?" The queen asked, worried. "The prophesy." The seer turned to Isabella, looking at her through her hollows. "Though beauty be her name and angels kiss her lips, she will have ill fate. Her name will be said upon lips as the great, though she was the one who sealed their doom. For if she shall not find what one wishes to seek most of all, doom will bequest the kingdom. Savages will come from north and west, and dragons will roam day and night. If she wishes to prove herself most, she will have to prove her bravery through most dangerous ways. Look to the east if she wishes to find the answer, and she must go towards her heart to save all. If this fails, then she must look to the Kingdom of a Thousand Sins and save the one trapped for years before. For if she does not, the kingdom will be ruined." The queen looked at her. "I don't understand."
"Well, isn't it obvious. She has till her twentieth year." The seer turned towards the door, leaving as quickly as she had come. /*\*/*\
King Phillip stood over the bassinet, looking around the room nervously. “When will she be here?” He asked his wife impatiently.
“I do not know, darling. We are lucky she came at all.” Suddenly, a light filled the room, and a beautiful woman was suddenly sitting reclined in a chair by the corner. Her pale white skin was almost glowing, and her light hazel eyes shown with knowledge beyond her apparent years. Her face around her eyes glittered in the soft morning sun. She had soft, curly, light brown hair that lay down her back. She was wearing a beautiful green dress that looked like a beautiful tree. In fact, she herself seemed almost tree-like, her arms and legs seemed almost to flow in a breeze.
“You have called upon me oh great ones.” Her voice slid across the room as cool as liquid. “I am Tabitha, the faerie.”
The queen nodded, “We know. You are the greatest faerie in the land. We need you to bless our daughter, a seer has given us a horrible vision of what is to come of her when she turns twenty.”
“I already know everything there is to know about your daughter.” Tabitha stated. “I know what I must do, also. I have to warn you, though; faeries are not like witches or warlocks. We do what we can to help, but we cannot take away free will. I will try to help as much as possible though.”
“Anything that you can do, please do.” Tabitha stood up gracefully, her pale green skirts swishing across the floor. She stood over the baby and smiled, and for a moment it seemed as if everything would be okay.
“What a wonderful baby. She will be a beauty,” She stated. Then she closed her eyes, concentrating. Then slowly, and from the depths of her heart, she started speaking. It was words that neither the king nor his wife could understand by the language, but by the feeling of the words she spoke. Tabitha kept speaking, and what seemed like hours passed. Suddenly, she opened her eyes. They shone with a wondrous light. She blinked and her eyes were back to the original hazel color. “I have given her a simple blessing, telling the gods to allow her to find her true love before the morning of her twentieth year. But I still have to warn you, it will be up to her to decide who he is and if she loves him, I cannot do it for her.” After this, she smiled and the light filled the room again, and she was gone. /*\*/*\
The queen slowly tucked Sarapheena into bed. She felt like it was almost yesterday when Tabitha the faerie was blessing her beautiful baby. Almost a year had passed since then and now she had another daughter, Susanna. The little newborn baby also slept soundly at this moment right next to her sister. The queen smiled down on her and slowly left the room, shutting off the lights as she went. Both girls lay quietly. Slowly, a breeze picked up. The window was open to let the warm summer breeze in, and it had started blowing the curtains. The wind chimes in their room started to tinkle faintly. The wind kept growing, getting harder and harder. Neither of them stirred, however. Suddenly, a figure dropped into their window. As soon as this person hit the floor, the wind stopped. The figure was heavily cloaked, but she lifted up her hood, revealing a horribly green color for her skin. She had a long crooked nose, and her black hair was falling down around her. She walked slowly up to the bassinet, which held the sleeping Susanna. She smiled an evil smile.
“You are the one I am looking for.” She spoke, her voice cracking. “I have heard of you, my dear pet. You are such a beautiful princess; no one will expect the evils that will be suppressed with in you.” The creature grabbed a vial, and slowly placed some liquid into the throat of the baby. “Upon this eve I call upon the ancient power, lift her goodness from her most sour, thrust upon her an evil that will disgrace, and family will hate her, please make haste.” She finished her spell, and slowly looked at the baby. She hadn’t seemed to change, but the wicked creature new differently. She went to the window, throwing up her arms into the night and cackling. The wind picked up again, and she lightly stepped out into the night. /*\*/*\
From there it goes on to describe the person trapped in the one trapped in the Kingdom of a thousand sins is the Being of Light (haha moogle) and Sarapheena finds out and tries to go and save her, along the way finding a man who she ends up falling in love with. if you wish to know more about the summary, don't hesitate to ask!!
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Post by Scream on Sept 25, 2007 18:19:56 GMT -5
That's really interesting, I like it a lot.
The only thing I have wrong with it, they wouldn't have had dates like "21st of May", but something more to do with the moon cycle and such.
Very good though.
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Post by jessiejay on Jul 6, 2008 21:59:51 GMT -5
MOOGLE!!! i am like madly and desperately in love with your story!!! i so want to read it!! i would absolutely LOVE for you to email it to me, or post the whole thing somewhere, or anything so that i could read it all!!! ^_^ <3 <3 <3
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Post by jessiejay on Jul 6, 2008 22:06:56 GMT -5
I am currently only working on 1 novel, and it's not really a novel yet seeing as it's only 20-30 pages. But it's one of the few not-fanfiction stories I've ever written, and the only one that I've ever written out the plot line and character bios and everything before-hand. I got the idea when I asked a friend to describe a character for me so that I could write a quick sketch about them in a notebook, just to keep myself occupied in study hall, and got completely hooked on him. It's about a boy named Emmet, whose mother died when he was born, and whose father sort of subconciously blames him for it. He's basically seriously emo. Well, he accidentally kills his little stepsister Katherine, and runs away. He ends up joining this band of runaways called the Theatre Kids, and getting involved with this girl, Ari. But Ari's boyfriend gets jeaous and protective and stabs Emmet. Emmet gets 'rescued' by a couple, and stays with them when he loses his memory... Well I won't tell the rest of it, because I haven't written that far, and you shouldn't know what happens before you can read it. ^_^ That is, if any of you want to read it. I have the first few chapters posted online at: www.storypublisher.com/jessiejayPLEASE read and leave me a comment or sign the guestbook if you want to!!! ^_^ *pleading and begging*
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