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If I don't post up some of my book, I'll just randomly start something on here.
In the Shadow's Forest
-A curious adventure-
Utter silence covered the forest in mysterious despair. Earon crept through the paths, trying to wrap his mind around the curse the forest held. Whispers of the Shadow's curse ran through his head.
Through the sky and through the trees, the forest realm, Virsen sees. His curse hath brought the evil kin, power of darkness, silence within. Through the shadows, heroes creep, in the forest, cursed deep. Conquer the vermin, they have success, but to conquer the fear, look to the Shadow's nest.
The footsteps of fallen knights could be seen still quite fresh in the woodland muck. Cold chills ran down Earon's spine.
Hurry up. Meare! The stumpy little animal hobbled forward at a quicker pace, wheezing at it went. Earon sighed with impatience.
Little blighter, he said under his breath, Useful for scouting, but can't walk more then a mile. At this Meare hissed as if he heard what Earon said.
Earon was a rather skinny lad of 15 years. He was excellent at sparring, and had a skillful sense of survival.
He left his home at age 9 when his family was captured by the Shadow's army, and ever since he had been living with Meare wherever he could manage. His life was far from a simple one, free from worries. Each day held a new possibility for danger, which eventually broke upon him. He learned his limits and forgot some of them in the process. But I think it is better for me to just let you see what happened way back then yourself then to explain it.
This post has been edited by Gamingstaff: 30 April 2006 - 09:13 AM
