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 Posted: Tue Apr 14, 2009 8:42 am
Chaos Games: The Beginning
rating: for the whole thing? R for violence, language
genre: fantasy
summary: Faris and Daray are young socerors searching to belong. Where one finds home the other doesn't. Friends, family and enemies, where do the priorities really lie? "Pride Cometh before the fall" (proverbs 16: 18-19)
Interlude
There were flames. Faris remembered the sound clearly, the crackling and the screams. He also remembered the smell, burning hair and flesh. He whimpered, reliving the experience through his nightmare.
“Faris,” a whispered voice urged, “Faris,” the voice became harsher.
Faris groaned, blinking away sleep, “what is it?” he mumbled.
The voice belonged to a young man with short black hair, “were you having the nightmare again?”
Faris sat up pulling his faded and tattered cloak back up around his shoulders. “Its nothing to worry about,” Faris rubbed one of his eyes.
The black haired one patted his head, leaning against a tree next to him, “was it about mom and dad?”
Faris looked at the black haired young man, his brother, Daray. “Yeah, the last time we saw them…”
Daray Stretched his arms out, “its getting daylight, about time to leave I guess…”
Faris stood up and brushed himself off. There was an unnatural gathering of shadows at his feet. The pool of shadows twisted and disappeared into the pre-existing shadows of trees, rocks and bushes.
“You need to pay attention to that,” Daray grumbled.
Faris nodded and gave a small smile, “like you aren’t always using your power…” Faris moved his index finger nonchalantly in a circle, the shadow of his hand on the ground twirling and distorting at will. His grey eyes matching his brother’s beneath shoulder-length white hair.
“I suppose you’re right,” Daray smirked, “we are witches after all right?” Daray spun on his feet and thrust out his hand, a small flame danced above his hand, “they should fear us.”
Faris smiled, shaking his head. Their parents were killed for their powers, their caretaker manipulated them and others shunned them.
Witches, their village called them. Powerful is what they called themselves.
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 12:38 am
Ooh, I really liked that last line. it gave me chills! razz
Gaia has a PG-13 rule, remember? You won't be able to post the "R" scenes on here. You can post everything else, though, and give us links to where the missing scenes are on other sites.
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Minerva the Bookwyrm Captain
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 10:31 am
Thanks for the note, really that was a just in case... pending rating... I'll keep that in mind. ^_^ otherwise that could have been bad... heart sweatdrop
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Posted: Sat Apr 18, 2009 4:13 pm
I think I love your writing style biggrin
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Posted: Fri Apr 24, 2009 9:05 pm
SuzelovesJamesPotter I think I love your writing style biggrin Thank you, I'm flattered redface . I hope to update soon with the first chapter, but I have school finals next week so it probably won't be until after that heart
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