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Post by hockeydude on Jun 10, 2008 0:50:29 GMT -5
Okay, so this is more of my "title post." I've been a part of a number of writing websites, and I've found that I like to leave the story text within its own post. I'll only be posting a little bit of the story at a time.
This is a story I just found on my older computer, and it was kind of nice to read over it briefly again. I started writing it about midway through eigth grade, so I'd completely forgotten what it was about when I picked it up maybe a couple of hours ago. It's 30 regular sized pages on Word so far, and is not my newest story by any means. I left it the same, though, no editing. This is the eigth grade me you're reading from.
I know a lot about the scenary I was writing about, but on the same token I don't live in that setting, so if those descriptions seem off that's why. But other than that, I'll let the story speak for itself. I'm wide open to questions if you have them so fire away.
Without further ado, I give you 'Crystal Terrain.'
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Post by hockeydude on Jun 10, 2008 0:52:02 GMT -5
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~*~ Prologue ~*~ ----------------------
Seth hastily rounded a grovy patch, vanishing in the shadows of towering maples and willows that hung like skyscrapers pointed towards the dark and misty sky. Perched upon his shoulder, Frerr cooed with a gentle rhythm. The canary’s grip hardened as Seth rose his pace and stared through beady saffron eyes, gazing at the vast terrain that unraveled before them. Seth came to a sudden halt and leaned forward onto the thick mahogany trunk of an aged sugar maple. He slumped down its surface, exhaling many gasps of exhaustion.
"I don't know Frerr," Seth sighed," what if there really is nothing we can do?" He scampered to his aching feet, peeking around the bend of the maple, and looked down the pathway. Towering marble buildings dimmed the city. Thick plumes of dusky smoke escaped the brink of the it and drifted up into the sky, only to dissolve into and soon pollute the air.
Seth returned to his sitting position, slumping and dreading his town with dismay. He thought he'd escape to the forest, to the vast plains and golden meadows of nature, flourishing his joy and enlightening himself with glee. He had been like this for days now, but wherever he fled, the forests would open up to yet another city.
Frerr chirped in a high and curious tone. Seth glanced up, feeling a slight tug as his canary loosened his grip and began to fly into a patch of oak trees. Seth scampered to his feet and followed. Seth's brown hair clung to him as he ran. He was an average sized boy, reaching tall heights for his age, but not quite the height of his elders. His hair was long and droopy over his forehead, and the top was concealed by a royal blue beret. He wore a raven black cotton jacket, with bronze buttons pinning it together, and rising vertically within stitched spaces.
"Frerr, where are you going?!" Seth hollered through the dense forest, running and throwing scattered branches, thorns, and twigs aside. The only guidance he saw before him was his little splotch of yellow, flying without hesitation.
"Frerr, what are-" Seth gasped, but he was stopped. His bird was before him, clinging on a random tree limb, and he could've reached and snatched his pet if he wished. He would've, but it was the limb that actually had astonished Seth.
Coated with crystal, Seth stroked the limb with utmost care. He eyed it idly, admiring its crystal texture and beauty. An astonished expression clung to his face as he gazed around him, finding a small and magnificent grove of fascinating trees similar to branch. He glimpsed over his shoulder to Frerr, when he saw it.
Stacked pearl logs concealed a small aurora. Dancing beams of cerulean, olivine, and indigo glowed, and hummed deeply beneath its chamber. They stunned Seth and collected him in a trance; he could not turn his gaze for but a moment. Seth felt small talons pinch his shoulder, but they could not arouse him from the trance. Before Seth knew it, he and Frerr had vanished into the flares of the lights...
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Post by ldsgirl Aka Sayari on Jun 11, 2008 13:15:21 GMT -5
Wow! It is full of vivid imagery! Next installment please!
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Post by sakura on Jun 24, 2008 3:34:46 GMT -5
Nice work Eric!I love the way you describe things!
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