« By Nature on Jan 16, 2008, 5:09am »
Darkness. A swirling, unending darkness which no one could see through. Nature rubbed her eyes and squinted, but she couldn't see anything through the fog. It was too dismal, too dark . . . too dark for the Freezemancer to handle. She started coughing madly, her face turning livid. She looked around and realized what was going on.
The fumes were choking her.
Suddenly, from the fogs, a silhouette came out. Nature squinted. It looked like some sort of astronaut, only in fancier clothing. In its helmet, two evil, red eyes glared at the Freezemancer. Nature, with all her strength, got up and, with determination shining in her jet-black eyes, summoned her most trusty weapon of all.
Her sitar.
The astronaut looked at the musical instrument. He grinned an evil grin. Nature strummed her sitar for attack. But just at that moment, he pulled out some sort of gun and zapped it at the Zafara. Nature screamed as the blast hit her arm, forcing her to let go of her sitar. Nature was sent flying through the air and landed with a thud on her tail. Her expression of anger was then transformed into one of utter horror as the astronaut went to her sitar and grabbed it. He grinned evilly at her once again, and left.
"No! NOOOOOOOOOOO! Please don't take it! *choke gasp choke* NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO . . ."Nature suddenly opened her eyes and sat up. The dark clouds were still there, but she wasn't in that scary, foreboding dimension she was in earlier. She looked around. Farms, trees, roads - she was still in Dunburrow.
Gasping wildly, the Zafara looked at her side and sighed a breath of relief. Her sitar was still there, safe and untouched. She picked it up and strummed it a little. Still in perfect condition. Good.
The Zafara breathed heavily, her eyes still wide with fear. That dream was a wee bit too real . . . why did she get it? She pondered this while keeping a tight grip on her sitar, just in case someone was
really going to get it. She hoped no one got it, or her arnis, or Seline, or --
Nature gasped, a panicked expression appearing on her face as quickly as the lightning bolt that struck her.
"Where
is Seline?!"
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Seline ran through the large halls of the Manor, hoping to find the fire-furred Zafara Nature trained under. Her owner probably needed some help, especially at a dark time like this. The Elvish Dragon looked up at the nearest window. The dark clouds were getting stronger. Quiclky, she ran on, looking for Omni.
She panicked as she ran down the halls, going wherever the heck her feet told her to go. Where was Lady Omni's office?! Seline sighed and frowned. "That's it, Seline," she muttered to herself. "Next time, try to at least navigate your way throught this stupid--"
Her thoughts were stopped short as she bumped into something. Something burning. Seline landed on her tail, a large burn mark appearing on her arm. She looked up and saw a familiar-looking fire-bird flying up over her, looking at her in surprise.
Seline growled at the phoenix hovering above her.
"Sev."----------
« By Nature on Jan 17, 2008, 5:26am »
And I offer you knowledge.Nature scratched her head confusedly once she heard the message ring in her mind.
Knowledge?! Why the heck would I want to know more? I know almost all my sitar-attacks, I know my way around the place, I know almost everyone in my guild . . . heck, I even know my math problems. What more do I want to know? Nature shook her head.
I don't think so. This is a demon's promise. I don't fall for those.With that in mind, Nature got up and went off to find Seline, clutching her sitar tightly. She didn't want to risk her nightmare happening for real.
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"Hey, uh… dragon…Sabine? What are you doing here? Is Nature still out there?!"
Seline rolled her eyes in utter annoyance. "It's Seline, not Sabine! Great. Just great. Man, these mages are so--"
A doorbell interrupted her thoughts. Seline groaned as the cat Omni was talking with went to open the door and - possibly - get Nature. The elvish dragon faced Omni again. "My owner appears to be okay, but some dark magic entered her. Is that a bad thing?"
All of a sudden, however, a dark, demonic thought entered Seline's mind like a fast, scary song that suddenly played just as you were feeling happy.
And I offer you knowledge.----------
« By Nature on Jan 18, 2008, 5:14am »
Nature walked on and on, tired already of going around Dunburrow. She just walked, like two miles? She was already to beat to even shake her head. But she needed to find Seline. She just
had to.
Things got a lot worse. The sky turned darker than before. Nature cringed and wrapped her cloak around herself. The wind blew too strongly, almost making the Zafara drop her sitar. Luckily, she didn't. Wrapping her cloak tighter, Nature went on, worried about the dark magic storm.
She was just about to plop down to the nearest tree when suddenly, she heard a rustle. No correction, rustles. Nature froze and looked around. Nothing there.
The Freezemancer gulped.
Things aren't going well anymore . . ., she thought to herself.
Maybe I should hum something to myself - a nice, watery tune, maybe. Yes. A nice, relaxing watery tune would do her good. Discreetly, she took a deep breath and started to hum. It was nothing but a small, slow melody that she listened to every time she needed to calm down. it wasn't really much, but the watery sounds of the song gave her peace and a small sense of bravery. She immediately thought of the sea. A large, blue sea filled with Technicolor corals, a vast array of rare sea creatures, mermaids singing their hymns of comfort to the ocean depths . . .
Another image filled her mind. A snowy mountaintop, covered comepletly with a blanket of soft white. Echos of familiar people coming from the other mountains, yelling their hellos, goodbyes and yodele-he-hoos.
Nature sighed in contentment. She felt relaxed.
Nature kept humming to herself and painting images in her mind, when suddenly, she realized she wasn't in Dunburrow anymore. She looked up. There was a majestic castle of marble, surrounded by several pines, oaks, maples and other trees. Nature smiled at the sight of this. Mage Manor was considered her home, and she was feeling very tired, anyway.
Nature walked in. Without knocking. AGAIN. She was just about to inquire if anyone was around when suddenly, she saw Omni, Seline, a little black-and-white(?) kitten and a smaller dragon-bunny. Nature was ecstatic to see them.
"Hi guys!"
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« By Nature on Jan 20, 2008, 7:25am »
"The sitar . . . give it to me . . ."
"No . . . never. Never in a million years."
"You dare defy me?"
"You're a demon. I am a a good and sensible person. Of course, I would defy you."
"I am not."
"'Demon's rights activist.' Whatever."
"I can give you anything you want . . ."
"I'm happy with all that I have, thanks."
"Well then, so be it."
A million shadow-like creatures surrounded the Freezemancer. Nature, seeing that she was surrounded, strummed her sitar. Things aren't going to get pretty.
"Since you won't join us, it looks more fitting to get the weapon by force. Shadows of the Dark - ATTACK!"
"Not if I can help it!" Quickly, Nature strummed her sitar like a wannabe-rock star showing off her moves. The shadows went closer, but she dared not let them touch her.
"Dance, snowflakes, dance!"
A tidal wave of snow attacked the shadows. Nature grinned. It looked like things were on her side. Unfortunately, the demon's rights activist suddenly appeared in front of her, and knocked her out.
Nature fell on the floor, her eyes wide. The stranger went near her and menacingly snarled.
"Give your weapon now . . ." ~~~~~~*~~~~~~
"No, NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Nature then jolted up, almost knocking Omni and Seline down. The Zafara was shaking madly, cold beads of sweat trickling down her forehead.
"The sitar . . .
they want it . . ."
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« by Nature on Feb 15, 2008, 7:34am »
"Nadure? Are you ogay?"Nature almost jumped at the sound of Omni's voice. Flashbacks of her horrible dream came back to her. And her mentor was involved.
"I-it's horrible . . ." Nature stammered, cold sweat flowing down her light-green fur. "T-there was a war . . . lots of swords and magic and guns and stuff . . . blood . . . deaths . . . K-Kit killed Ikkin, Seline was burned down, Omni's head was chopped off, Hunty's hand was mutilated, the sun stopped shining, there was a blood-spattered moon . . . the NTWF! It was pure bloodshed . . ." She gulped. "No hope, no hope . . ."
All of a sudden, to her great embarrassment, just in front of Omni and Surf, she broke down sobbing.
~~~~~~*~~~~~~
All that was left of the egg were little fragments of metallic-blue shell.
The Elvish Dragon had hatched.
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« By Nature on Mar 10, 2008, 8:46am »
"Nature, I brought cookies!"Nature blinked after hearing the voice of her mentor and something about cookies. Just earlier, she was staring blankly into space, traumatized by her nightmare. She shook her head in fear.
Were those premonitions real . . . or not?She suddenly remembered Omni. The Zafara looked at the plate of cookies her mentor was holding. All of a sudden, her fears melted away. Nature's eyes grew wide and, euphorically, she grabbed three cookies and stuffed one in her mouth.
Sooooooooooo good! She stuffed another one in her mouth.
I wonder who made these . . . She was about to eat the third cookie . . .
All of a sudden, out of nowhere, a sound was heard.
ZAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP!Nature froze at the sound.
What the heck was that?! Nature looked around. There was nothing there that caused the sound.
"Weird," Nature mumbled. "It sounded like . . . lightning . . ."
SPLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASH!This time, Nature got up and looked out the door. What was that?! First lightning, now water? Nature's eyes darted at the corridors. Nothing there . . .
She suddenly saw a shadow in a corner. It was sort of familiar . . .
"Seline?"
Nature went to the area where she saw the shadow. Once there, she got the biggest surprise of her life.
It was an Elvish Dragon. But it wasn't Seline. It looked so small . . . was it a newborn? It's skin was metallic blue with little lightningbolts and ocean waves patterned on it, kind of like Seline's white clouds. It's small eyes were half-open, revealing sparkly silver irises, kind of like the silver lining on storm clouds after the rain. Around its neck was a small charm -- a raincloud. It was sitting in a corner, lost, lonely . . .
Nature's heart filled with sympathy for the little Dragon. Slowly, she went near it. The little Dragon cowered in a corner, afraid of the approaching figure. Nature went closer and more slowly, aware of the fear pounding in the little creature's heart. She knelt before it and outstretched her hands, as if saying,
"Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you."The Dragon was afraid. But seeing the Zafara's jet-black eyes -- soft and friendly, like snow itself -- the little reptile inched closer and closer, until she found in the Zafara's arms. Nature looked closely at the Dragon and then she realized, it was special. For it controlled two elements -- lightning and water. Elements of a thunderstorm.
Nature looked fondly at the little dragon in her arms. "Hi there," she whispered. The Dragon cawed a bit. Nature smiled. She saw that it was a girl Dragon.
Now, what to name it . . .Nature's eyes suddenly lit up. She smiled at the dragon. "I know what I'll call you," she confined to the Dragon, just as the same way when she found Seline, "Snow Princess".
'I'll call you 'Demene'."
Child of Lightning and Water.----------
« By Nature on Mar 16, 2008, 6:58am »
"When you say 'species', don't you mean 'race'? It's just that 'species' is like dog vs. horse vs. cat, while race is like Asian and African. Is there any particular significance to this? I mean, I haven't heard of dragons particularly being racist. Also, have you ever heard of elvish dragons with three or more elements?"Seline shot a look towards Omni.
"Well, I'm not really sure. It's just that there's a strict law between the Dragons that Elvish dragons of different elemental powers aren't allowed to breed. And yes, there are rare cases in that Elvish dragons can have two elements." She looked at Demene.
"Like this one."----------
« By Nature on Aug 17, 2008, 11:03am »
(Guess what? It's not over. >
)
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A few days have past. Nature was now allowed to get out of clinic leave and walk around the Manor, though her condition was far from perfect. Her head was still wrapped in a bandage and she got dizzy at times. Sometimes, nightmares about someone wanting to take her sitar again would come back. But she was recovering from the war fast. That was good at least.
Sitar clutched in hand (for fear that those nightmares might actually come true), Nature wandered around the Manor. It was still the same Manor the freezemancer had entered in a few years ago, but it had a few remainders of war here and there - most notably the snow-marks (which Nature didn't really consider bad at all). It wasn't just the place, however - it was also the people. Most of the mages have changed completely - scarred and traumatized by the war that had happened. One even bursts random war cries and tantalizing memories, muttering things like, "I didn't mean to . . .", and "He made me do it, that filthy-" and so on. Nature shuddered at those words of guilt and horror. She hoped that that mage would recover soon.
The Zafara, while walking, hummed a little tune - a tune of hope, happiness and thankfulness that it was all over. Yes, she was thankful that it was over. And she was more thankful that she was alive. If all went wrong, her macabre dream . . . Nature shook her head and erased all the thoughts about the nightmare that foretold doom. The moon would never be blood-red -- it's comforting white glow will always be present, no matter what.
Nature had passed by an big, old, somewhat familiar-looking door that piqued her interest. She examined it a bit. It looked like it wasn't opened in a long time. With all her strength, Nature pulled at the door which looked very heavy until at last, it swung open. Her eyes twinkled at the sight.
It was the Manor Library! How she missed that room. The smell of old pages and fossilized Weewoo feathers filled the air as the Zafara went in. All the bookcases filled with their holders of knowledge stood there, in all their glory. Desks littered the place. The flowers on the vases were wilted, but somehow, the sunlight coming from the slightly damaged stained-glass-windows made even the dead flowers beautiful. Nature inhaled the musty air emitted from the old books. How she missed the place!
Then, she saw it. On a small, wooden table just across her was a somewhat thick, dark-colored book. Nature went near the desk, saw the book's title and grinned widely.
Guild Wars: Rising Shadows
She remembered that she was reading the book (for leisure) just before she had decided to go to Dunburrow and practice her sitar-playing under the old tree. The book was in the exact same spot where the Zafara had left it. Excitedly, Nature picked up the book and flipped through its pages. All the stories, legends of the past war which she had once dismissed as fake were true. And now it has happened again, the war.
Will our story ever be immortalized in a book?, she wondered as she skimmed the pages of this classic tale.
Then suddenly, Nature slapped her forehead.
Darn it, my training's not over yet! "Gotta go find Lady Omni," Nature mumbled, taking the book with her. With one hand holding her sitar and the other wrapping the book near her, Nature ran off to find her mentor, thoughts on the fire-furred Zafara's whereabouts in her head.
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Turn off your mind, relax and float down stream,
It is not dying, it is not dying
Lay down al thoughts, surrender to the void,
It is shining, it is shining.
Yet you may see the meaning of within
It is being, it is being
Love is all and love is everyone
It is knowing, it is knowing
And ignorance and hate mourn the dead
It is believing, it is believing
But listen to the colour of your dreams
It is not leaving, it is not leaving
So play the game "Existence" to the end
Of the beginning, of the beginning . . .
~ Tomorrow Never Knows, the Beatles
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I found my very first post! 
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