Illurra Forest was just like any other forests you can find in that world. It was filled with thick green bushes and tall trees, and some bleak coloured flowers sprouted randomly across the land. Dill wondered how these plants could grow prosperously despite the very low temperature of the climate. Perhaps there's some kind of magic behind it, he thought to himself. As Blaine and Dill moved deeper into the forest, the tune they had heard earlier became more profound. "We're almost there where the path splits up," Blaine voiced out. "We're going to meet the Forest Pixies."
Dill's heart drummed with excitement. This is his first time meeting the illusionary creatures. After a while, Blaine who was in front came to a halt. "Here we are," he exclaimed as he moved to the side. Dill could not believe his eyes. In front of him were what seemed to be hundreds of little pixies fluttering about, singing the music that they had heard at the entrance. The pixies that he saw were little; perhaps only a few inches tall, and they had two butterfly-like wings growing from their back. Other than those similarities, the pixies seemed to have different their own unique appearence. Some had hairs of diffent colour, some even had muscular arms and legs.
When some of the pixies noticed their arrival, they seemed to tune out some kind of signal towards the others and it became silent all of the sudden. Now, hundreds of eyes are locked on Blaine and Dill. Panicked, Dill shot a confused glance at his companion. Blaine just replied with a smile and a gesture that means "all is fine". The sudden silence almost made Dill choke. He saw an elderly pixie fluttered to the front and suddenly boomed, "Welcome!" All the other pixies then began to cheer welcoming gestures and whistled. Dill only managed to reply with give a friendly laugh. It began to get lively again.
"I am the High Pixie of Illurra Forest," the elderly pixie. "Lets just cut to the chase, I sense an aura of urgency among you. Come, this way." The High Pixie then urged both of them deeper into the forest. As Blaine and Dill followed, the other pixies started to sing again. They walked for a few more minutes, before they reach a path that split into various directions. "Let us begin. The Test of Hearts."
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Question. Does pixies have different genders? I'm feeling confused about that point. Anyway, good luck to all who are having their tests! Take care. ^^
Friday, January 23, 2009
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Zero Degrees: Eleven
The road to Rhodean Town was a long one. It would take almost a day if you plan to travel by foot; since it's not a straight forward route and not a safe one either. To get to the town from Crusco Island, one must walk their way along Sanki Beach for about half an hour until they reach a rocky pathway leading into Illurra Forest. Inside the forest, one will be magically given a set of path to choose; all leading to the same destination he or she wishes to go to. Having a strong 'determination' in the heart is the key in making that choice; either the route would be an easy one, or filled with numerous obstacles those following the route must face.
Both Blaine and Dill had already left Crusco Island, and they were now walking silently along Sanki Beach. It was not that they had nothing to talk about, but the sudden drop of the temperature and the slight snowstorm that had came made them focused entirely on getting to the forest immediately. There was no room for any energy to start a conversation. Blaine kept his pace in stealth, while occassionally keeping a careful eye on Dill who was having trouble keeping up with him. Dill on the other hand made rough movements in his steps, and was trying his best to breath and look up ahead at the same time. The snowstorm began to rage stronger.
"We're almost there!" yelled Blaine as he pointed up ahead. Dill stopped in his tracks, took a deep beath, looked up, and saw a huge green forest in the distance. He would not have been able to see the forest so clearly if there weren't any light shining from inside it. Must be fireflies, Dill thought. I'm sleepy.... "Dill!!" Blaine's voice boomed, making Dill snap back to his senses. Blaine was standing in front of him, looking worried.
"I'm okay! Come on!" Dill said with much energy, and began to head towards the forest entrance with Blaine. As they reached the entrance, both of them could notice a faint tune blowing their way. The melody was harmonious, and invited a certain warmth inside them. Blaine gave a smile of relief. "This is the Pixie's Melody," he said to Dill, who seemed to be searching for the source of the sound. "Haha, stop looking around. We'll meet the singers once inside." With that, Blaine and Dill made their first step into Illurra Forest. They did not notice the huge shadowy figure who seemed to slowly drag it's body following them. "B...BLAINE!"
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Ah, it's been a while. It took me quite some time to construct this, since I was writing it with pretty much distraction. Sorry! Hehe, at least I produced something today. The story begins to develop, so await the next entry for this title. Until then, take care!! ^^
Both Blaine and Dill had already left Crusco Island, and they were now walking silently along Sanki Beach. It was not that they had nothing to talk about, but the sudden drop of the temperature and the slight snowstorm that had came made them focused entirely on getting to the forest immediately. There was no room for any energy to start a conversation. Blaine kept his pace in stealth, while occassionally keeping a careful eye on Dill who was having trouble keeping up with him. Dill on the other hand made rough movements in his steps, and was trying his best to breath and look up ahead at the same time. The snowstorm began to rage stronger.
"We're almost there!" yelled Blaine as he pointed up ahead. Dill stopped in his tracks, took a deep beath, looked up, and saw a huge green forest in the distance. He would not have been able to see the forest so clearly if there weren't any light shining from inside it. Must be fireflies, Dill thought. I'm sleepy.... "Dill!!" Blaine's voice boomed, making Dill snap back to his senses. Blaine was standing in front of him, looking worried.
"I'm okay! Come on!" Dill said with much energy, and began to head towards the forest entrance with Blaine. As they reached the entrance, both of them could notice a faint tune blowing their way. The melody was harmonious, and invited a certain warmth inside them. Blaine gave a smile of relief. "This is the Pixie's Melody," he said to Dill, who seemed to be searching for the source of the sound. "Haha, stop looking around. We'll meet the singers once inside." With that, Blaine and Dill made their first step into Illurra Forest. They did not notice the huge shadowy figure who seemed to slowly drag it's body following them. "B...BLAINE!"
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Ah, it's been a while. It took me quite some time to construct this, since I was writing it with pretty much distraction. Sorry! Hehe, at least I produced something today. The story begins to develop, so await the next entry for this title. Until then, take care!! ^^
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Shot! :: She Asked "Why?"
A mysterious air hangs itself around it. As I walked across the empty hall, my every senses captured the sensation. My eyes could see it lingering, my ears could hear it calling; and I could've swore the mystery was touching my skin, tugging me towards it. Where? Near the 'unused staircase'.
Our family had used that nickname ever since my parents owned the house. The stairs were not built steep, and it was quite short for its size. It seemed to lead itself towards an empty extension of the house. From where I was standing right now, I could see the inside of the room; completely bare. Perhaps small animals accomadate the area, but no one could make it certain.
It is quite a mystery, as to why we never use the staircase. Ever since I was small, I always saw my parents walking about the stairs; but never setting their eyes on it. It was as if the stairs were ignored, as if it was not part of the house. I'll make it clear that this was no hallucination I'm having. My siblings could see it, and my 3 year old daughter could see it. And my parents were the one that came out with the name 'unused staircase'. But why has it been ignored, being unused?
Despite the strong mysterious aura the stairs were emitting right now, there was also a spark of loneliness. The spark of wanting to be acknowleged, the spark of wanting to be cared for. I took a step closer. Why am I feeling this now? Even after so long living with it in the past. Another step closer. I was at the foot of the stairs. I'll solve the mystery now, I'll destroy that depression now. Here I go, making my first step!
"Why have I never seen anyone using this stairs?" asked my daughter who came out of nowhere. The feeling I had a while ago suddenly vanished. I looked at her, her curious eyes glistening among the sunlight. I smiled. "Perhaps there was a reason, my dear daughter."
AUTHOR'S NOTE: It's been a while, but here I am adding another piece to my writing collections. I was attracted by this picture not only by the picture itself, but also the title Dwane put on the picture too (do check it out on his Flickr, the link's on my main page). I intended to make it into a ghost story, but then it turned out into some sort of story having a few issues to reflect on. Hope you guys get my message of the story. Happy New Year all...!!
Monday, November 10, 2008
Once Upon A Cherry Tree (Pt.2 of Ch.1)
Surprised, the girl glanced at the window sill and smiled. "Good morning Little Robin," greeted the girl as she put her right arm forward. The bird tilted its head a little, uncertain as how to react. It chirped once again before spread its wings and flew out of the little girl's sight. The girl sighed as she closed her book. She got out of the rocking chair, stretching both of her arms as far as she could. Feeling satisfied; the fair-skinned girl skipped across the room towards a large mirror, which made her long dark hair swayed in rhythm.
"Good morning to you too, Selina," she giggled as she pointed her delicate index finger at her own reflection. It's rare to find young kids nowadays appreciating themselves with a warm greeting so early in the morning. Selina already understood that the person you spend most of your time with is yourself; so why not take some alone time when the day was at its fresh and be nice to your own self? Selina always thought it made her feel good.
Of course, in Selina's case, she completely understands this since she was almost always by herself no matter what time it was. Being the only child in the family, she does feel quite alone. Her father had died because of an illness, her mother was always busy with the company and she even attends home school which make her making any friends rare. Perhaps Selina's loyal companions were books; and nature would sometimes also play its role as her bestfriend.
Selina made one final stretch before she slipped herself into a more comfortable clothing. She had decided to spend the day making an excursion through the hills. After fitting a pair of dark coloured gloves, she exited her room and jovially glided towards her mother's room.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Yay! I finally found this series' manuscript, so the story will go on. Though lately I lack the 'classical' influence, hope I can maintain the style I'm using to write this title. Until next time folks~ ^^
"Good morning to you too, Selina," she giggled as she pointed her delicate index finger at her own reflection. It's rare to find young kids nowadays appreciating themselves with a warm greeting so early in the morning. Selina already understood that the person you spend most of your time with is yourself; so why not take some alone time when the day was at its fresh and be nice to your own self? Selina always thought it made her feel good.
Of course, in Selina's case, she completely understands this since she was almost always by herself no matter what time it was. Being the only child in the family, she does feel quite alone. Her father had died because of an illness, her mother was always busy with the company and she even attends home school which make her making any friends rare. Perhaps Selina's loyal companions were books; and nature would sometimes also play its role as her bestfriend.
Selina made one final stretch before she slipped herself into a more comfortable clothing. She had decided to spend the day making an excursion through the hills. After fitting a pair of dark coloured gloves, she exited her room and jovially glided towards her mother's room.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Yay! I finally found this series' manuscript, so the story will go on. Though lately I lack the 'classical' influence, hope I can maintain the style I'm using to write this title. Until next time folks~ ^^
Dwane VS The Enigma: #7
Mr. Oliver had finished his simple briefing fifteen minutes ago. All guests were then brought by a few servants towards an old yet sturdy hotel. Its black paint glimmered amongst the piercing sunlight behind the clouds. With his camera in hand, Dwane took a quick shot of the building. "Man, this trip's going to be exciting," he said excitedly at Ray, feeling satisfied with the picture he just took. Ray smiled. "Glad to hear that buddy."
Inside the hotel, the guests were given the keys to their room. Since there weren't more than 30 people that was going to stay there, everyone got their own single room. "Mine is on the first floor," informed Ray when he got his keys. "Where are you going to stay?" he asked Dwane who was looking at his key irritatingly.
"203, second floor," Dwane sighed. "I really don't want to climb the stairs. This old hotel surely doesn't have any elevators." He turned his head around, expecting himself to be wrong. Ray laughed. "Well, maybe later you can try and swap with someone. Come on, I need some rest before dinner."
Both of them made their way up to their room. Outside, the clouds began to grow thicker by the moment and blocked almost every bit of sunlight that was trying to pass through. This made the hallway gloomy and quite eerie. It must be much creepier at night, Dwane thought to himself. As both of them reached the first floor, Dwane handed Ray back his bag and arranged that they would meet up later during dinner. He done treaded the stairs quicly towards the second floor.
As he was about to turn into a dark corridor, a small figure bumped into him. Dwane almost fell backwards down the stairs, but he had swiftly caught the side handle in time. The thing that knocked him however tumbled to the floor with a loud thud. "Oww...watch where you're going mister," a kid's voice cried in pain. The kid was holding his head for a long time, before he stood up again and skidded down the stairs. Before he dissapeared, the kid shouted, "I guess it was my fault, sorry mister. Got to go!"
It all happened so fast that Dwane did not have any time to react. As he gained his balance, he pondered for a moment. Who was that kid?
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Kids nowadays are energetic and swift! One moment they fall on the ground, one moment they are running around wild. Haha, here's this series update for now. Things are getting confusing and mysterious; even I need to re-write my manuscript a few times. What's done is done, enjoy!!
Inside the hotel, the guests were given the keys to their room. Since there weren't more than 30 people that was going to stay there, everyone got their own single room. "Mine is on the first floor," informed Ray when he got his keys. "Where are you going to stay?" he asked Dwane who was looking at his key irritatingly.
"203, second floor," Dwane sighed. "I really don't want to climb the stairs. This old hotel surely doesn't have any elevators." He turned his head around, expecting himself to be wrong. Ray laughed. "Well, maybe later you can try and swap with someone. Come on, I need some rest before dinner."
Both of them made their way up to their room. Outside, the clouds began to grow thicker by the moment and blocked almost every bit of sunlight that was trying to pass through. This made the hallway gloomy and quite eerie. It must be much creepier at night, Dwane thought to himself. As both of them reached the first floor, Dwane handed Ray back his bag and arranged that they would meet up later during dinner. He done treaded the stairs quicly towards the second floor.
As he was about to turn into a dark corridor, a small figure bumped into him. Dwane almost fell backwards down the stairs, but he had swiftly caught the side handle in time. The thing that knocked him however tumbled to the floor with a loud thud. "Oww...watch where you're going mister," a kid's voice cried in pain. The kid was holding his head for a long time, before he stood up again and skidded down the stairs. Before he dissapeared, the kid shouted, "I guess it was my fault, sorry mister. Got to go!"
It all happened so fast that Dwane did not have any time to react. As he gained his balance, he pondered for a moment. Who was that kid?
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Kids nowadays are energetic and swift! One moment they fall on the ground, one moment they are running around wild. Haha, here's this series update for now. Things are getting confusing and mysterious; even I need to re-write my manuscript a few times. What's done is done, enjoy!!
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Shot! :: It Could Be...
It could be my knee. My jog around the park today turned disastrous when I suddenly fell down, dragging my body for almost a meter downhill. As I tried to stand up, I felt someting running across my thighs. Bleeding. My knee is bleeding. Taking out a handkerchief, I braced it on the bleeding spot hoping the blood will stop. What was the thing that I tripped on? I was certain that it was some kind of plastic bottle, but why was it there on the ground?It could be the wind. Maybe the bottle was blown away from a nearby trashcan. It's just not my lucky day today. After the pain had subsided a little, I decided to call it a day and slowly made my way home. The cool breeze that accompanied me made the pain subside even more. Hey, perhaps Nature was comforting me; assuring me that it would all turn out okay.
It could be love. Nature is showering her love towards all humans today at the park. Children were laughing happily, old folks were chatting comfortably. The breeze seemed to welcome all these positive effects. I smiled, and thanked God for creating Nature so peaceful and serene. As I approached a row of trees, I gasped in surprise. Under the trees were thrashes; loads of them. How disrespectful.
It could be a nest for wild animals there. Filling it up with garbage, can the animals continue to live in harmony? I guess, we humans never really made it up for what Nature has given us. We never could care less. What's important is that we live in peace, and not them. I sighed. Perhaps tomorrow, my friends and I can help out cleaning the place. A group of dark clouds began to brew in the sky.
It could be that Nature is just waiting to unleash it's anger.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I've got to admit, this was hard to do. This piece was re-written twice before I got satisfied. There were supposed to be monkeys and all, but it had to b dropped out. Well, the issue here is 'do not litter'. Nature has done so much, is this how we want to repay them by littering? Think about it. It could all work out if we try our very best. Enjoyyy..!! ^^
Friday, October 31, 2008
Zero Degrees: Ten
"Well, at least everything's okay now," huffed Blaine as he placed his katana back into it's sheath. The spider he was battling just now was writhering without any legs on the ground; apparently he had chopped them all off. Slick, green blood oozed slowly out of the hacked limbs colouring the white snow. Blaine turned his view towards Dill. "That was some nice moves there, kid."
Dill was sprawled on his back as he was exhausted from casting the Script. "Thanks. I'm beat," he complained. Blaine just smiled and went near him. "I never got to know your name kiddo," Blaine said as he kneeled beside Dill, putting both his hands on top of Dill's body.
"It's Dill," Dill replied, looking rather confused at what was happening. "And what are you doing, mister...?"
"Just call me Blaine. Now hang on," Blaine said in a rather serious manner. His hand glowed. "I'm not really good at healing spells, so you might feel a few tinglings inside." He then began to chant an incantation. Dill who could barely move his body, felt a sudden wave of heat entering his body. It was quite comfortable at first, but the heat began to tickle him from inside. "Ahahaha, stop. Please," Dill squirmed in laughter. He sat up, and began hold his laughter.
"There you go," Blaine grinned in amusement. He stood up and began to look around. "There's supposed to be a town near here somewhere. Let me escort you there where you can get some rest." Dill stood up as well. The heat inside his body had vanished. "Um, okay," he replied. "Thank you, but there's a place I need to go immediately."
"Where to?" Blaine asked, still observing his surrounding. "To Rhodean Town," Dill answered. This made Blaine looked surprised. "That's where I'm supposed to head to as well."
AUTHOR'S NOTE: It's been a while readers! Well, I have been busy moving stuffs to my new house and had no time to write here online. But here I am again, ready for writing. If you didn't know...I lost my manuscript for the story "Once Upon a Cherry Tree" (which I feel extremely sad about) so that story will be frozen until further notices. Enjoyyy this piece then!
Dill was sprawled on his back as he was exhausted from casting the Script. "Thanks. I'm beat," he complained. Blaine just smiled and went near him. "I never got to know your name kiddo," Blaine said as he kneeled beside Dill, putting both his hands on top of Dill's body.
"It's Dill," Dill replied, looking rather confused at what was happening. "And what are you doing, mister...?"
"Just call me Blaine. Now hang on," Blaine said in a rather serious manner. His hand glowed. "I'm not really good at healing spells, so you might feel a few tinglings inside." He then began to chant an incantation. Dill who could barely move his body, felt a sudden wave of heat entering his body. It was quite comfortable at first, but the heat began to tickle him from inside. "Ahahaha, stop. Please," Dill squirmed in laughter. He sat up, and began hold his laughter.
"There you go," Blaine grinned in amusement. He stood up and began to look around. "There's supposed to be a town near here somewhere. Let me escort you there where you can get some rest." Dill stood up as well. The heat inside his body had vanished. "Um, okay," he replied. "Thank you, but there's a place I need to go immediately."
"Where to?" Blaine asked, still observing his surrounding. "To Rhodean Town," Dill answered. This made Blaine looked surprised. "That's where I'm supposed to head to as well."
AUTHOR'S NOTE: It's been a while readers! Well, I have been busy moving stuffs to my new house and had no time to write here online. But here I am again, ready for writing. If you didn't know...I lost my manuscript for the story "Once Upon a Cherry Tree" (which I feel extremely sad about) so that story will be frozen until further notices. Enjoyyy this piece then!
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