Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Tattoo
Just to update here with something.
I made a tattoo this weekend. And with it I wish to set apart the past from the future, leaving behind many memories and griefs, and renew the hopes of a great future.
All in all, for anyone who cares, it does hurt, what would you expect from being pierced 100 times per second?! But it is not that bad, it takes some self control, and of course good company helps, but when you come to it, it will already be over. And it is really nice to a symbol of your own. If any of you wish to make a tattoo, do it, don't take too long, and most importantly do something that means a lot to you and will forever be a part of you.

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Book 2
As the story of book 1 requires lots of attention, but my mind has led me to thinking of the story of the second book. I'm proud to present my site and the publishing of the first page of my new book.
Mission Earth
I'll put a link on the side bar for anyone interested in keeping track of the story through here, though I believe it would be easier to use the RSS in the other site.

Maelstron.

Saturday, January 09, 2010

~ The Adventurer Chronicle 32 ~
"He was not shy, nor antisocial, but his nature led him to be one with the most individual attitude.
During recess he usually searched for a spot to be alone, but as kids social nature goes, it didn't take long for someone to find him and they go off do something more fun.
It was a sunny day, perhaps too sunny for him, so this time he went to a place where he could rest in a comforting shadow with a cool breeze.
On top of the main building there is a tree, or at least the leaves growing out of the roof. The huge tree cast a shadow in the morning over the training grounds, and in the afternoon at the play area.
At noon the light got very intense. Both areas got hot.
Too bright he thought. But at least in the shade of the tree, up high over the building there was a fresh wind, and all he had to do was to avoid being seen on the way up there. Very easy for him.
And so he sat on one branch, paying little attention to the kids down there.
Down in the play area kids went on their own business, playing, training, talking. Those were peaceful times, so most gossip went about who had a relationship with whom.
Groups gathered based on interests. Groups size varied on the friendliness of it's members.
One group was considerably larger than the rest, containing about 14 kids, 8 girls and 6 boys. They all chatted and laughed. Their topic was mostly the odd things their teachers did last week to teach them. One boy told the story was about Leinil, the water elemental teacher, who in attempt to teach them how to lower the temperature of the water snuck with the class to the pools, and froze it all over, but the interesting part was that Heralti had been sneaking around in the pools, practicing her invisibility spell, and when she entered she hid underwater invisible, so she was completely frozen by the teacher's spell. Took them about 2 minutes of class before they realized there was someone under there when the spell faded.
A girl, apparently one of the most friendly of the group, was just barely paying attention to the story. She heard every word, and commented when fit, but her gaze floated around the courtyard, she felt something carry her attention away, she scanned everyone, looking for something interesting. They all seemed to be having fun. She wanted to talk to them, but they were not what seemed so interesting.
Near the end of the story she noted a strange figure in the distance, under the shade of a tree. Barely perceptible.
Without saying anything she just got up and left running, crossing through the group. They all stared at her, a confused look in their faces. Boy finished the story despite her absence.
She had to get up there, but she could not be seen. Easier thought than done she thought.
Stealth was not her specialty, but she was fast and light enough to run without drawing too much attention. She sprinted quickly through the school, going up the 4 floors up to the roof. There the door was locked. How did he get past this door she wondered.
She didn't like doing this, but hey, it was fun. She charged up a little electricity in the lock of the door, causing tumblers to bound around until after sometime they fell into place and the lock turned. She got to the other side, not bothering to close the door, and walked calmly up to the boy resting in the tree.
She didn't need to ask, she understood why he was her, the place felt nice, and was really beautiful.
He didn't need to open his eyes, he knew she was there, but he opened his eyes to see who she was. Who was this person interested in coming all the way here, breaking some rules, just to talk to him, he imagined.
The girl was about his height, had a red hair, with black eyes. She had a really captivating smile.
- Nice place you got here. - she said.
He smiled.
- Come, have a seat and relax a bit, you could take a time off all that crowd.
She giggled.
- Nice to meet you, the name is..."
~ End of Part 32 ~