blade of the moon

Chapter one

2005-06-19T17:46:00.000-07:00

The elderiel were a peace loving people that were at one with the land and mysteries of the world.Much like the mythical elves they were very long lived.Much of their land was decimated by the Barudai.One Bastion remained sealed by an unbreakable magic.Although no elderiel had been seen in nearly 600 years.

Dimeon had been in the care of the travelers for some time. He was the last of his race ,the elderiel peoples. The travelers had owed dimeons parents a favor and that is the only thing that saved him.The barudai slaughtered his people where ever they could find them and they were very methodical and efficient about it.

Little is known of the travelers they were known to travel upon the wind being in one place or several at a time.In the time dimeon had travelled with them he still knew precious few details of their existance and history.Except that they were kind and cared for him as best they could teaching him about each area they had visited.

Preface

2005-06-12T18:36:00.000-07:00

The tall green grass rustled against a southern wind.The grass was nearly as tall as he could see.He could see them coming from the south.Large hulking things with broadswords and axes.Dark wolflike beasts were trailing them,running thru the village opening their fierce jaws and lifting his people off the ground screaming with barely breaking stride.He knew he had to hide but fear was rooting him to the spot watching something that was impossible to look away from.Finally he did run into the fields of green.Which on any other day were beautiful to stop and behold.He ran as fast as his legs could carry him ,but not fast enough he could hear one of the large wolflike things getting closer.The grass was too high for him to see.All he could hear was it pushing thru it with increasing speed.He tripped over a small rock and fell on his face dust flying into his mouth.His breath heavy against the ground.He could smell the thing before it got to him ,it smelled like one of his fathers cattle when it was old and dying.He turned his head and screamed as the jaws descended.He sat straight up in bed sweat beading on his chest and forehead wondering if that dream would ever stop.

Little spontaneous writing

2005-06-11T20:24:00.000-07:00

This will be kind of a place where I will do a little quick writing.Mostly just to see if I can form a coherent story.If anyone reads this and the story gets disjointed I apologize beforehand.