Tuesday, April 3, 2007

Part six and a special thanx!!
First off I want to thank everybody for visiting my site I now have over 150 visits and that makes me very happy!! ^_^ Thank you also to those who comment and sign. I love you all. Now for the story.


"What does it mean?" asked Rhain.
"I do not know," said the old lady, but there is more.

Heros, listen heed me well,
Your powers will destroy you
If you should wield it i the fray
Ere these propheceis are met:
The Sentinels will walk abroad
'Til power corrupt their hearts:
A child will turn her head and cry revealing ancient arts;
A wife will hold in joy at noght
The slayer of her husband;
Age-old souls long in cribs will sing o'er mortal land;
the remade dead fat with child
will birth abomination;
A darker power will prove to be the father of salvation.
Then waters will release bright eyes
To form the rainbow scepter.

Hero listen, for I know
That you can wield the scepter
To bring Gorgrael to his knees
And break the ice asunder
But even with the power in hand
Your pathway is not sure
A Traitor from within your camp
Will seek and plot to harm you;
Let not your lover's pain distract
For this will mean your death"
Destroyer's might lies in his hate
Yet you must never follow;
Forgiveness is the thing assured
To save Bolador's soul.
Heros rise and bear your mark
The power is upon you.


Okay theat's the end of the prophecy and this post. So what do ya think about the prophecy??
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Monday, April 2, 2007

Part Five (5) Roman numeral people it's part V


"Now that you've found each other there is someting important you both should now," the old lady said mysteriously.
"What!!!" Rae and Rhain said simultaniously.
" You should know your destinies..."
She recited the prophecy made at their birth.
A day will come when born will be
Two babies whose blood will tie them.
Destroyer! rises in the north
And drives his gostme south:
Defenseless lie both flesh and field
Before Gorgrael's ice.
Revive Bolador, fast and sure
Forget the ancient war
For if Plough, wing and Horn can't find the bridge to understanding
Then will Gorgrael earn his name
And bring destruction hither.


Okay the end for today I've got to go!!!
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Wednesday, March 28, 2007

Part... who am I kidding I wanna talk


Okay Today was a good day for me...unusall. Even more so because everyone else is having a bad day. I like giving advise, and I hope I do help them, but It SUCKS when the only way you can give them comfort is a few words. And I for one know how little words can do for you in some situations. People displaying SHOWING you how they feel, How much they care is so much more.
Actions speak louder than words, but here my actions are limited. I can only speak. And it hurts sometimes when you want to do more to show people you care, but you can't. And it's not just here. It's at home as well So many of my friends suffer, but I feel so helpless when I can't do more for them. I also feel guilty when I have a good day and then see them in pain. As if seeing me happy while they hurt makes them feel even worse. I think (in my own rationality) That They feel I wont understand because I'm not hurt.
The funny part of that is I DO understand! I DO know how it feels to hurt. I just choose not to show it most of the time because when I hurt they hurt. So how can I show them I understand without makeing them hurt worse because I hurt?? How can I win??
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Monday, March 26, 2007

Part IV (4)
Rae looked at Rhain and started giggling hystericaly. She couldn't stop. Her visions had finally caught up with her. The one part of her gift she had kept secret for so long was sitting in front of her. It was eerie like a mirrar image in a backwards world. Rae knew the old woman named Mae was not her real mother. There had been too many unanswered questions too many whys. Finally the answer to all those questions were answered in her thirteenth year. That was the year her visions had started.
As she thought of the visions images floated back to the surface. Asleep she had dreamed of open fields and villagers. She was like herself, but wasn't herself. Instead she was male and hunted, or was just learning how to hunt. There were faces of people she knew she had never met, but instantly recognized in a way that defied logic. She would always wke up expecting to see the roof of the inn in her dreams, but was oddly dissapointed when it was her own room, her own ceiling.
Rhain was having similar thoughts, for though no one had ever been told, he had visions too. Only his were of quiet woods and a warm manor. He dreamed of a lovely, motherly face he'd never seen, but loved instinctavly. He dreamed of nights spent in front of a fireplace were stories were told and dreams were made. The oddest part of his dream was that he had strange powers to heal. He would practice them on the accidents little forest animals sometimes had. The one reason he never really told anyone though was because in his dreams he wasn't a he, but a she.
As Rhain Thought this reality slipped back and time seemed to resume to normal. All the weird experiances throughout his childhood suddenly made since. The way it felt like he could hear another's thoughts. His "imaginary friend at the age of 4 all the way to 7. The since of protectiveness that came in burts when he didn't know what or whom to protect. It was all her. His lost sister. I've found you, he tought, I've finally found you Rae.

Well That's it for now comment if you liked it. Tell me what to do if you didn't. Give Ideas. Oh and I guess this would be Fantasy/Adventure/Romance (though the romance comes later)
C ya round LOVE YOU
XOXOXO
Jenny


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Wednesday, March 21, 2007

Part 3 or III if you like roman numerals
"Healing?" Rhain asked in a huff. He was still recovering. "So she can make this pain stop!?"
"No I'm afraid she cannot. Rae, that's what I call her, her full name is Stormy Rae. She speeds up the healing process. She tells me the pain is a sign of healing, but I don't see why we need one that screams as loud as hurt."
"How long have I been here?" asked Rhain. He had just realized that as he lay there the wolves were getting farther and farther away. The villagers would suffer worse if he couldn't get back soon.
"Hmmmm lets see. I believe the sun has set twice since the night we found you." NO! he thought. The trail would be cold. He would have to go home empty handed. The villagers would be so disappointed, his family would ceartinly be.
"You look troubled. What is it?"
"I...I... a lot of people back home were counting on me to provide them food from the wolves I was tracking."
"Oh dearie, not to worry. Rae found your village and we had enough food stored to provide them for the winter. Right now I'm more interested in the story behind that peculiar mark on your left shoulder."
"What this? All I know is that I've had it since birth."
"Interesting... very interesting."
"What's Interesting?" But what exactly was interesting he wouldn't know for the door to that room opened and a young girl walked in. She was humming to herself while braiding long gray colored hair. As she looked up Rhain caught her eyes. They looked at each other and the similarities could not be denied. Blue eyes into blue they smiled. A connection had been made, but neither one understood it. The old woman smiled. "Sit down Rae," She said, "I think it's time you heard the story behind your life with me..."
The Woman told them a story. "About 16 years ago I was walking in the woods down from this manor. It ws winter and had been a cold one the that time. I went to the brook to get water for supper when I heard a noise. It startled me and I though for sure the lady of the woods had come to claim me as her own, but that was not so. I fallowed the sound and beheld a sight more sad than words can describe. There was a mother at least I think it was a mother laying in the snow with wounds that looked like wolves had attacked her. Beside her was a baby squalling for all she was worth. I picked her up and there was a name stiched on the blanket. That name was Stormy Rae. It was you I found Rae. So I took you in and cared for you as if you were my own, but now it seems your past has caught up with you for you two could only be twins. You both bear the same birth mark on your left shoulders."

Okay enough for today... Sorry not a romance (that will come later) But still interesting. Thanks for the comments and support. Much love

Jenny
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Tuesday, March 20, 2007

Part two (If you missed part one look for the post title With the word story AND promised in it!!)
It was late and the wind was chill. Rhain had to find shelter from the unbearable weather. He had been tracking the wolf prints for three days now, and he was beginning to tire. The cold was sapping the energy from his body and he knew that if he did not find good shelter from the wind and warmth of some kind he would die. Death was but another great adventure to him, but he couldn't help the feeling of purpose he had. It was as if he was not yet finished with some great task. Lord Death confirmed it. He stayed his mighty hand as Rhain feel to his knees to the snow. As if to mock him snow started to fall from the sky. He remembered looking up and seeing nothing but black sky, broken only by swirling snowflakes before fainting.
A curious feeling was starting all over his body. Is this what death feels like he thought. There was no pain only a tickling sensation, as if a willow branch were being run up and down his body. Then a sharp pain in his side and a blast of heat. Is this hell, he tought franticlly. No it can't be. For at that moment he heard a voice that sounded as if a thousand angels were singing. Do angels sing in hell, no they wouldn't god is not that twisted to fate me with a taste of heaven before sending me off to the inferno. As he lay there other sensations were coming to him. He could now feel the hard wood that he lay on and the direction of the heat. It came from, what he discovered when he was finally able to open his eyes, a fireplace. He lifted of of his shoulders to get a better view of the room he was in and noticed he was not alone. Sitting in the far corner was the shape of a woman, bent and crippled with age, a heavy load for any being. She was croneing softly to herself. He tried to speak, but found that he could not! Rhain must of made some sound though for the old woman looked up sharply. She said, "I see that your awake. Your one of the luckiest people I know for you chose to faint not five feet from our home. Did you not notice it while you were out there? Oh of coarse ou can't speak. Your still thawing out. My neice has been attending you. She was just in here singing the most beautiful song of healing. That's a gift of hers...healing.

Okay enough for one post. so tell me what you think. Thanks for the encouragement and all!! If you want give some ideas there always welcome and I know that once you give one and it's used you get a speacil feeling when you read it in the story. So don't be shy. Love you guys.

Jenny
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Monday, March 19, 2007

Ello People I promised you a story
Right of the top of my head (cause the publishing co. That's debateing on another book o' mine said I can't write that one) XD

It had been a cold, blistering winter. Many of the town's villagers had perished from the chill winds and too little food. Those that remaind had only one hope. Rhain. His parents were killed when he was not but seven years old. The villagers, not having much to spare, were keen on just leaving him to the wolves in the woods. The Eldar spoke up though. She, possesing the sight, spoke of a great tragady that would befall their nation and of a hero, gray of hair with eyes as if the very sky were trapt behind them. This hero would bare a mark, one given to him at birth. It was the twin swords crossed, and happened to be the very mark Rhain had above his left shoulder. Seeing this the elder ordained one of the villagers were to take Rhain in and treat him as their son. And so they did.
Rhain remembers none of his seven years with his parents and has never heard of the prophecy that speaks of his destiny. All he knows is that presantly the villagers are starving and he was the only able bodied hunter left, and so he was out in the northern woods hunting the only creatures that still remained near the village... the wolf pack.

Okay Now tell me what you think and if I should continue!!! I like it, but I'm the writer of coarse I will. *crosses fingers* well I'm ready...
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Monday, March 12, 2007

I've found my gost!!
Not too long ago I posted about my gost GB signing right?? well If you didn't read it It's somewhere in the archives, but I've found the gost!!




Okay as far as I can figure someone had just created a new site saw mine signed and left. So when I went to find the person by clicking their site wasn't yet in the Otaku Uh what would you call it Memory and so I couldn't go. And when I tried the people finder it was the same reason. Then It dissapeared because they erased it and wrote a different one!! A ha ha ha I figured it out!! Take that you wicked gost who is really a computer glitch HA!!
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   Questions??
I've got many!!! Though that has absolutly nothing to do with my post... Anyhoo
What would you think if I wrote stories?? I enjoy reading other peoples, but would like my own. So Tell me what you think in a PM or comment.. please don't be shy!!
WELLLLLL other than that... OH I've got a new scetch pad and already have about 5 drawings in it! I'll have to ask but I'm going to get them scanned and put on here!! ^-^

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Friday, March 9, 2007

ello Loves!!!
I just realized something... I love people with accents!! There's this kid at school that just moved from wales or whatever and he has the most ADORABLE accent!! Maybe I'm alone in this at school (because everybody else thinks it's annoying) But surely someone out there agrees?? Maybe I'm used to accents though I've travelled a bit and heard english accents galore but to hear it in my school among all the normal..well southern/normal accents makes it even cuter!! ^-^

My family's fighting again and I might be moving because of it, but oh well you win some you lose some. And no matter where I go I'll still have you guys!! ^-^
Mucho Amor mis amigos
Much love my friends
Jenny XOXOXOXOXO
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