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[M48A5]

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A perfect cake for my brother's birthday :biggrin:

That is really great. I ranks up there with "In all your failed relationships, the only constant is you."

[AurianaValoria1]

:( That's sad!

[AnotherAverageName]

:sleep:

[Thor.]

The cookie looked at the second mates back as he was leaving, "Oh! There is one other thing I forgot to mention."

 

"What's that?!" The second mates head turned around to look over his shoulder, "What's that?"

The cookie looked down at his apron and wrong the canvas in his hands, "Our Queen is his sister."

 

 

Thunder and lightning has never frightened me before, but being on a ship, well that's totally different. There's no feeling of solidity, the rocking, the tossing and the motion all add to the feeling of weightlessness and it isn't a pleasant feeling. Not. At. All.

 

From laughter and light heartedness, I went quite. I had heard my Momma and Papa ask my brother about the amulet and listened to his replies, but I knew also that something was wrong. There was something missing from all this. My new abilities, my brother's all this meant something, but what. I looked at my brother and he looked straight back at me as if knowing what I was thinking. He shook his head slightly and I looked away. We would have to talk to Momma and Papa eventually, and I think he knew it. but with the weather turning for the worse I suppose now was not the time.

 

Papa held out his arms and I went to him. Although ten years old I still needed the hugs from Momma and Papa. My brother's fourteen and taller than me by six inches or more. We share the same colouring in hair, eyes and skin and we have similar temperaments, unless he's teasing me and then I lose it and my temper is something that reminds Papa of Momma (they laugh at that and I don't really understand why as I usually end up being grounded).

 

Momma and Papa didn't have magic though, they were skilled with weapons and I know Papa has had my brother training for the past 4 years with the knights stationed at the Castle. I was due to start training with a sword this year and was already pretty proficient with a bow. Now we had magic and I needed to know what this meant, where it came from and who would help us develop and learn to use it properly.

 

I saw Toller sitting by the window of the lounge watching the waves tossing this way and that. Toller was one of the Battlemages kept by our parents to assist in the protection of the family. Not only did they know how to use the usual type of weapons, they were also skilled in various forms of magic ranging from elemental to healing. He may be the one to talk to first.

 

He saw me looking at him and raised an eyebrow. I smiled and produced a coughing fit in the hope that he would realise something was amiss....

 

Mom looked down from her chair and raised her hand beckoning me to come nearer.

As I got up I felt stiff and sore, "Ow!"

Father open his eyes, "Ah! Your first true battle reward's."

"Rewards?" I turned my bowed head toward him to look him in the eyes.

"Training day for those who have twelve summers would have given you your first experience. One more year..." Fathers look changed, "You're not the little boy I knew anymore." His eyes well up with water. I'm proud of you. And what you did yesterday just made me even prouder." He paused and looked about the room as he brushed the water from under his eyes. "Well it looks like your first experience has given you more than then the Battle master at arms could have at that. You'll probably be tougher than most."

Mom looked over to Dad and gave him a nod, "Hold up the amulet for me."

I pulled it out of the collar left of my heart. Started to take it off my neck.

"No, now just hold it up by the string." She brought up a tiny pouch with a bit of yarn around a leather case. Her hands guided the pouch down below the Eye of Newt, lifted the pouch to snare it, and then pulled to laces of tough waxed leather. "There! Now you can let it dangle out or inside your shirt and it won't accidentally touch you again."

"Thanks Mom! I was going to give..." she cut me off.

"No! You found it. That is a sign the magic is to help protect you. Give it to no one. The power it bears bring sight in more ways than one and you must learn the 5 keys. They trigger what you will see and who will see. That is why Coander wants it back. If he gets it there is no telling what he will do. And poor Ella!"

My eyelids widened, "Who's Ella?"

Mother frowned, "She was my brother's wife and the best cook the castle ever knew."

Sis suddenly let out a whiff of excitement, "Who's your brother?!"

Mom face grew sad, "I am afraid that it is time for you two to learn the family line. Come on! Come over here little ones!"

As sis reached Mom I examined the new pouch holding the amulet. I touched it in several places with fingers to see if the magic could get through the sack.

Mom lifted my sister to her lap, "It is time you knew. Coander is my brother."

 

The clouds storming a good distance from the ship sent booms and increased the winds strain on the ships sails. The ships captain hollered, "Raise the boom sail!" He peer back of the ship. Muttered through his waxed mustache, "We'll be leaving that storm behind."

The boom sail took and the ships nose rose a little higher out of the water and seemed to glide like a graceful swan skimming along with the wings spred.

 

The cabin voices ooed and awwed for awhile and than...

 

I looked at Mom, "But Mom! What could of happened to her."

 

Dad reached out and took Mom's hand and gave her a look. She looked concerned at him, "No I think it is. Coander and Ella were practicing nature magic a lot. If I'm not mistaken she was that frog you encountered."

 

Fathers eyes bulged a little, Moms face blushed, Sis perked up, "A FROG?!"

 

I looked at all of them with my mouth surely gaping open, "Ah? That little thing? How could it be."

 

Tollor moved into view, "It could be and it can be, believe me. When you were seeing did you notice anything strange about and around Coandor?" He looked me straight in the eyes.

 

I studied his stare carefully and wondered how wise he was. I felt the hair on the back of my neck tingle.

Dad moved forward in his chair, "He uncomfortable Tollor."

 

"It is important. Your highness." his glare softened.

 

"I recall seeing a strange cloud. It was strange because a pair of arms poked out of it and grabbed and pushed soldiers." I left off a heavy sigh of relief.

Tollor looked at Mom. "He found her!"

SHORT!!! :psyduck:

i don't like short stories. :psyduck: :psyduck:

It must be 700 pages atleast!!!

 

 

Its been going on for some time. Look back several pages. it can go on for at least 3 books lol if it stays along the path, from childhood to adulthood and so on. http://forums.nexusmods.com/public/style_emoticons/dark/teehee.gif

 

 

 

[BlackRampage]

:psyduck: :psyduck: :psyduck:

[AnotherAverageName]

:rolleyes: :wacko: :ermm: :rolleyes: :wacko: :ermm: :rolleyes: :wacko: :ermm: :rolleyes: :wacko: :ermm:

[BlackRampage]

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[AnotherAverageName]

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[naomis8329]

 

As she tried to cast the spell the room stayed quiet. Nothing happened. Nothing except me getting the feeling I was needed. I needed sleep, and so did we all, but the excitement I knew was creeping up to my door at sunrise was speaking to someone else. I could still sense sis.

 

I got up, "I'm tired! I am sore! I want to sleep!" I hoped that sis would leave off shoving in the castle and awakening me from my last bit of resting bliss. I remembered, "We're on a ship, we're at sea, I told her not to tell, and now she with Tollor. Alright." I got up from my warm mat. I marched over to her cabin. Tollor was looking at sis when I opened the door and she had a sad disappointed look on her face.

 

"She not ready!" I blared like a cannon shot, I glared at her. I thought we had an understanding?"

Sis stared up at me and started to cry.

Without her speaking a word, "I know!" You can't cast the spell. I looked at her trying to keep myself from crying too. "We're all going to die from lack of sleep if we go on like this." I felt the urge to stay any further conversation and say get some sleep. My sadness grew as I pondered the consequences. I knew life may only go from bad to worse.

 

Her face showed disbelief that I would desert her chance now as she searched my face for a moment.

 

I felt my empty stomach and my heart sink past it, "Stupid!"

 

Her hands lit up like a couple of candles. I was about to speak, when Tollor cast the shield in front of me. The white hot fire balls bounced off of them. My mouth dropped, my eyes rolled up, and I felt myself falling to the floor.

 

Tollors voice murmured in the muffled chamber of my mind, "He's alright! He just fainted from exhaustion."

 

I felt so small, looking at my brother lying on the floor, white faced with the blackest rings under his eyes. They were better than the ones I'd given him when I'd hit him on the nose with a stick instead of the ball he'd thrown at me.

 

Tollor smiled at me and gently picked him up and placed him on the bed. He removed his shoes and covered him with a blanket.

 

"Come here." he said holding out his hand to me.

 

Slowly I walked across the cabin and sat on the edge of the bed next to him. I felt so stupid, so selfish. My brother was trying to protect me and I was trying to get answers it looked like I wasn't ready for.

 

"Tollor, why couldn't I do anything until he upset me?" I asked querulously. "What went wrong?"

 

"Nothing went wrong Midgit," he said, "you're young and your gift is only just manifesting. It will come when you least expect it and usually when someone upsets you. Like your brother just did. However, just because you couldn't do something when I asked you doesn't mean you CAN'T do something. In one respect your brother's right, you're over tired, you need sleep and on the morrow we will sit down and decide how to handle all this. There is a possibility that your magic will only truly expand with a channeller and if that is the case then your brother is just that."

 

He smiled at me and hugged me tight. "Don't fret little one, it will be fine. I swear it."

 

With that he picked me up and carried me round the other side of the bed. He took off my shoes and covered me with another quilt. He sat on the edge of the bed stroking my hair whispering words of comfort that I couldn't quite make out. As I began to fall into sleep I heard him say "And so it begins!"....

[AnotherAverageName]

Confused.