Sunday, January 1, 2006

WELCOME TO 2006!!!!
HAPPY NEW YEARS EVERYONE!!!
ya i had one of my close friends visit us for new years, it was awsome, they left like and hour ago and now the house feels really empty. Oh and i have finished the prologue, so keep reading.
thanks everyone!
more story:


Ellitherisom had great responsibility which is not always handled correctly by the weak minded. And the weak minded do not always realize their weakness.
One night when the sky was calm and the streets were still, Ellitherisom quietly slipped out of his large room in the castle. He walked down the spiral stairs that left him in the corridor that led to the front door. But that door is always monitored, so he went to the stables, at the back of the castle. He followed the corridor the opposite way, leading through a few twists and turns. Finally he came to a wooden door with a bar across it. He quietly removed the bar, and headed through the stalls. He walked as silently as he could, struggling not to wake the horses. All was soundless, with the exception of the crunch under his feet from the hay on the dirt floor. When he arrived at the end of the stable he awoke one horse, to help him with his journey. He strapped on the leather saddle on, but only fastening the few straps that needed to be secured. For he had little time, and he was aware. His job must be done before daybreak, so that he had time to get back to the castle without anyone noticing. Swiftly he rode northwest toward the Temple of the Elements. His plan; to retrieve the Sword of the Elements. On his ride there he thought about the power over everything he was about to gain.
Frostburn,, the Sword of the Elements, he thought to himself, The power of the Gods in my hands. I will be able to control the elements, the mains source of fear in everyone. The burn of fire, the lack of air in water.... I will be afraid of nothing! The largest ocean could not stand in my way!
With this thought in his head, he pushed the horse to go faster; and in no time he arrived at the temple of the elements. The Temple of the Elements is a sight to never be forgotten, the wall surrounding it is no ordinary wall; it is a wall of fire. The wall was at least ten feet high and on the four corners the fire rose to even hire acting as spires. Near the center of the wall on one side the fire rose like a gate. The heat was immense but there was no sound. (The heat kept away all that did not know the words of passage. But all the elves were taught it from birth so they knew it was safe.) The tower itself is indescribable; but the one feature everyone noticed about the tower is that it is complete marble, with exquisite detail in on every inch. The sight of the tower could catch your eye from miles off because of the size; the tower was so tall that it seemed to disappear into the sky even on a cloudless day!
Ellithersom shook the awe from his eyes and rode forward speaking the words of passage in the language of the Gods, “Eskanel hrontorn Estero!”
Then the gate-like fire in the middle split and the heat dissipated yet the walls remained. Ellitherisom dismounted from his horse and boldly stepped through the gate of fire. Once inside the gate closed behind him, and a strong wind knocked him down pressing him against the ground. But he had been here before, and felt no fear (this is a defensive trap for any outsiders that might have learned the word of passage through the gate. If the person under the pressure of the wind tried to stand up, the wind would launch him into the air and over the wall, never to return.) He lay relaxed under the push of the wind and whispered, “Tawn hrontorn Duzzarr.” The wind calmed and he was able to stand up, then he came upon a stone door that had neither handle nor crack. Again he whispered the words of passage, “Hestragen ravo Hantala.” The stone door turned to sand and blew away in a swift breeze. Then the entrance to the temple lay before him, with one more gate. The entrance was arched, with detailed drawings all the way around of the four elements. From the top of the entrance, water fell from nothing, and when it hit the ground went nowhere. There was no puddle and no pump; or any source of water. Just a continuing cycle of flowing water, but when you tried to pass the water was as hard as steel. He placed his hand on the invisible barrier and said, “Kittal ni Rajal.” The water separated like two drapes. He calmly walked inside.
He was greeted by the two elders (or priests) that never slept nor ate, (the reason unknown) they gave a great smile and walked back to their seat.
The room was large and on each side of the room were great stairs that led to the next level. Down the center was the altar. He walked on the velvet red rug that led strait through the room to the sword.




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