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2024-10-29 19:42:56The night was deep. At ordinary days, at these hours, the farmers were at their rests already having a good sleep. Others might be at ang happy parlours to enjoy the night. But the night was different. It brought neither happiness nor peace to her ears
Rumbles of heavy gears and armaments roared at the other side of the wall. Her men were shivering not by cold but by fear. Farmers were ordinary folks who preferred simple life
But this night was differen
From a distance, she could see Lloyd standing and commanding orders of defense. Sooner or later, the gate would be broken and the whole Boldon would stand against them
A young came to her. Trembling, he said to her, "156 farmers had deserted. We could not make it." With haste, he stood back at his grounds where Lloyd had station him together with the men who had the garrote for arms at the gates opening. When the gates would collapse, they were the fi
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"This is an entrance"Yes. Josh told me just to follow the pearl. There's no other pearl here"Maybe what if there's a misunderstanding," Elena said"Maybe none. Josh gave me something before we left." Raymond took the leather book which was almost torn by age. "Nothing's wrongProceeding, Elena took the lead"The air is dense here. It feels . . . What do you feel?" Elena asked"Well. Nothing's more okay when I'm with you," he responded which Elena reacted with a smile, "What do you feel"It's uncanny. It feels we are . . .," Elena did not finished her words no longer. When they entered the tiny cave opening, she knew they were in a different world. Her expressions to what she saw were enough for Raymond to understand i"Stones," Raymond uttered"No. It's gems," Elena opposed him
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Outside the wall, there was a rabble. Inside the wall, there were shrieking and sxreaming Karlo couldn't distinguish to whom belongedFrom where he was standing, the war was audiblOnly few men had remained. Several had been slain by living skeletons just escaped the doomed world of a casket. Several had cowardly deserted the battleground leaving their fellows for their deared life. Most of the men were injured. Only few were capable of fighting more. But their number couldn't guarantee their success over this war. Which war then? Karlo thought. They were torn between forces they hadn't control of that even without the progressing war outside the wall, in the highlands, they couldn't win alread"Brave are we who remains fighting. We don't need anyone to sing our bravery over the nation's. Knowing it ourselves that it is true, that we are brave in these times of turmoils, is enough pride for us to wear as crowns over our
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"No. Please, don't kill me," the wild bear plead When she was 12, she went with Albert hunting in the woods. She couldn't forget how easy she made the wild pig down. Through the knife straight to its forehead. Be just still. Don't make so much sounds to alert what you hunted. Now, she was standing near the viscous bear with her size multiplied three times She could not kill it by just throwing a knife hitting the forehead. She didn't have a good shot. So, she climbed a tree and waited the bear turned back and she will jump and struck down her blade to its throat where the tubes where the life of breath flowed. It would kill it instantl When they went inside the jungle, it's a good thing that Albert had told her what were the possibilities that they would encounter. First, she didn't believe it exactly. Second, she was horrified upon knowing it was true and a lot of worse that could kill them exactly.
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A great fire was burning. Dead bodies were burned rather than burie"There wasn't enough space in the cemetery," Jun Bale of the Bronze Island reasone"You must consult us first before you burned them," with fury, Marcus drunkenly punched the young ally in the face. Michael who had just arrived from counting his poll of death stopped him for his another blo"You are insulting the gods," Marcus added as Michael held hiThe highlands practiced burial rights with sacred reverence. In account of the ancient kingdoms, Death is one of the gods and that when a living died, it belonged already to the king. Everything that the ancient gods owned must be reverted as man revered life. Burning was a sacrilege a manifestation that a thing wasn't desired and cremation was seemed a judgement of punishing the dead already. Its as ifa judgment was already proclaimed not by the death king who judged but
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She looked back on the wooden stairs which spiralled the Great Tree of the Sky Kingdom. This tree stood thousands of years, towering around a thousand miles from the ground. Everything looked like ants down from there and the wind whooshed and howled like a giant storm was coming."You know Rudolf's portals?" Ray, the Siren, asked behind her.Elena did not turned to face him. She knew what he would say and she did not care about it. The Sirens made their way with the gods and there was no point of befriending them if their loyalty could not be trusted"Yes," Elena replied. "Rudolf is a powerful Magician."You should know that he does not make portals before," Mark announced, not moving from where he was standing. "I am a Siren and the making of gates and portals should only be known to Sirens."And yet, Rudolf knows. Is that his mistake that you taught him how to muster the gift?Of course, Elena knew that the late King of the Sky King
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Heavy clouds blanketed the skies. Strong winds shook ancient trees and there was an eerie movement in the vast forest he was inThunder rolled up the heavens but there wasn't rain as if the rain was afraid of the thunderIt was already daylight when he met Karlo. Such a young man for his status. But, Lloyd, he thought to himself, was much younger than the East Wall general. It was full daylight now but the day casted a gloomy feeling as if the weather knew well the situation he was iHis call to find Elena was very important. Except what loyalty he proclaimed to Sheena, the young lady inside the forest was his friend. His friendship to her was more important to anything he had in mine of deeming in this kind of waHowever, he needed rest. There was so much enough things happened to him for one day and he was deprived of sleep for almost a week since Josh died. Another, things went so much faster to t
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Exhausted and starving, Raymond urged himself not to collapse. He pushed his way out to the dark tunnel. At his right side, he supported Elena's weight. If he would collapse, nothing would help them. If he would collapse, who would take of Elena? No. He wouldn't collapse and lost consciousness. He had a lady to take of. The lady so much precious in his lifElena had lost consciousness right when they were about to find a way out from the steel door they had entered from the inside tunnel from the Water Palace. He thought it was exhaustion that Elena fainted but he realized that he even was fainting. The darkness was to thick but it wasn't just the darkness who was tempting him to surrender to unconsciousness. It was these voices. "So many voices I couldn't determine who," he told Elena. Elena told him that she heard it too. However, what he heard was different. Those were crying of people alive. His were dying crieIt's almost dark whe
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It would be a glorious day in the Highlands. Or so what Joana thought that early dawShips from the Islands Across the Great Sea had brought the New World in the harbors. When the light of the day will be fully bloom, the trade center would be busy. Thus, such thought made Joana high spiriteThe sites where the armies camped were reigned by full action. Soldiers lined up behind their island ba banners. The kitchen was boosting of movements too. By midnight of the last day, the hunters and the fishers brought their goods as per command of their state heads towards the kitchen. The women attended the arrival then just soon, the bell rang for the breakfast preparatioAs it was agreed that since the Great Wall in the East hadn't down yet, no business would start at the trade center. Then, it seemed that Highlands had to cater the needs of the increasing population. By that the occasion had raised crisis. Food became as
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"Have you eat something already?" Betty asked. "It's still a long day ahead."I did have," he replied. "A little. The young men ate all of it."That's why they looked so happy," she commented. "It's as if they actually made a joke that so silly."That is right," Rudolf said. "Who are their parents?"I don't know," she answered. She called the thin girl to come over her. "Well, young men these days, what could you possibly expect?"Generous?"Betty laughed at that. So hard and she was almost knocking herself. Rudolf didn't understand much though what's so hilarious with the statement."I am so sorry," she apologized as she wiped the little tears on her eyes. "That was the funniest thing I've heard since the . . . crash. Generous might have been a word when humanity knew how to build houses and created a neighborhood. Not possible on a time of survival."You can be wrong at that too," he said. "I have been generous
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Old Peter was there with a boat and there supplies which Elena told Lloyd to separate from the goods to be presented at the tradeElena breathed the air that once was full of sweet sweat of farming and the scent of vegetables and fruitThey glided from stalls to stalls, keeping their eyes open for possible encounters. Elena had always her dagger tucked in her waist. It's not visible to whoever she had with. Though Raymond knew it, and that Elena could handle herself well, he felt a sudden urge of protectiveness that was deep in his heart. He was nothing in him that would protect them but he felt so powerful that he didn't know how comeThe stalls had a few number of trading merchant farmers. Some were to their families fighting Boldon. They were safeTheir next passage was pass the port"Your mother was a born businesswoman," Elena said in hushed tone
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It's the first time she met Joana, wife of Jonathan, as it was the first time she saw fleets so massive like that. Ships who were not just carrying goods to trade but the new world itself. Civilization was sailing towards Highlands and it's first footsteps echoed already on shore announcing its arrivaBut her amazement and awe to the arriving ships were not the same reaction she felt towards the Madrigal woman on porSusan met Jonathan once on the Mountain. As well because, it was just rarely when she came down the comfort of the Mountains and mingled in the plainlands. Jonathan and her bastard brother Raul were good friends through Sheena de Leon. She bet, on those times, the Eagle and the lioness of Boldon already had their good times and Jonathan had already run dry of lucks even before he got his sight to SheenThough Jonathan hadn't had tgat kind of affection towards Sheena as what Raul had, Susan knew too well the glitter of adm
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It must be a wonderful morning. The breeze felt warm to the skin and great for breathing. It felt more like having a good sunbath on a late afternoon twilight. She opened her eyes and her very own private pool in the secret underground of the Palace satisfied her with the things she would never felt outside.She used to be alone - even before. So, it did not matter to her. She learned that being alone was much better to be with someone who wished no blessings for her. There were too many who wished to be closed with her - to befriend her. However, those whom she learned to give entrance to her personal life were either dead or a villain."This is much better," she said to no one in particular. "If your cage gives you satisfaction, why do you need to get out?"Prisoners in jail are given food, shelter and clothes. They just have to do some chores like what we do in the house as mortals. But they are not truly free.Elena had been listen
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Since the two brothers left Betty's Haven, Ray felt an absolute uneasiness. He knew where and when they went. As a Siren, he made himself quite acceptable in the knowledge of keeping track of those who passed the threshold that kept reality from fantasy. Those thresholds discouraged so many travelers and those who aspired because it was a great pit of eternal darkness. But he knew that those who understood the principles of crossing boundaries between the times, that eternal darkness only held eternal mysteries to the unknown. However, the traveler should know what he was doing for that matter or else he would find himself somewhere he did not wish to be. He'd be lost for eternity as well.Ray made peace on waiting them. But as the day grew tenser and the Night Children broiling around, he gave up peace. He's still Betty's little Mark. So, to avoid suspicion which was entirely difficult to avoid, he gave himself a mysterious sickness that the poor young lady kept herself busi
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Standing over the porch, overlooking the view of the Mountains, brought up so many fond memories. The green valleys downwards and alive browns of earth - woods and the rich humus - reminded her when things were just simpler. The smelt of fresh tropical air signalled that summer was coming - and summer was the time of joy.A lot of times, she wondered if she could just turn back time and lived there for eternity - repeatedly. She did have the opportunity and now she dreaded it. To be stuck there for eternity was not a blessing. It never was. It was not living afterall. Time was something you spent and never take back. One should either dreaded it or cherished it for there such no thing as perfect.Raymund the Siren waited in the black room. This room was the only place where Sirens were admitted since in the Highlands, Sirens were considered dangerous. That might be because they never admitted themselves under the Reign of the Three States. They chose to be different, a
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Exhausted and starving, Raymond urged himself not to collapse. He pushed his way out to the dark tunnel. At his right side, he supported Elena's weight. If he would collapse, nothing would help them. If he would collapse, who would take of Elena? No. He wouldn't collapse and lost consciousness. He had a lady to take of. The lady so much precious in his lifElena had lost consciousness right when they were about to find a way out from the steel door they had entered from the inside tunnel from the Water Palace. He thought it was exhaustion that Elena fainted but he realized that he even was fainting. The darkness was to thick but it wasn't just the darkness who was tempting him to surrender to unconsciousness. It was these voices. "So many voices I couldn't determine who," he told Elena. Elena told him that she heard it too. However, what he heard was different. Those were crying of people alive. His were dying crieIt's almost dark whe
