Elysse (story)

A knock sounded on the door that led outside. Aerana looked nervously at her husband, who was staring darkly at the door. He hesitated like this for only a moment before moving to open it. "Elysse," he said sharply. "It's about time."

A woman strode in without waiting to be invited inside. She was the very image of beauty, but there was something dangerous about her. Her large eyes were a deep, unnerving gold with silver flecks. They seemed to draw in the soul of whoever was looking at them in a most uncomfortable way. Red hair tumbled in wild curls and waves from her head like an all-consuming wildfire. Her almost impossible curves were like an hourglass, marking away the passage of time. Xeldan shuddered as he shut the door behind her.

(Read all previous parts of the story here: http://propheciesofshadow.blogspot.com/p/chapter-one.html)

The Valley (Story)

Chapter One

Though that night was peaceful in the valley, to say that it was silent would have been a lie. Crickets and frogs sung together in a chorus of chirps and croaks. A stream bubbled happily as it wound its way down from the Northwest to the South. A soft summer breeze ruffled the leaves of the trees, the sound echoing with more power than the gentle wind possessed.

 

The valley was arranged naturally in a very defendable manner. Its North, West, and part of its East sides were bordered by tall, impassable mountains, while the rest of it was surrounded by a thick evergreen forest. The whole valley had once been a forest, but a considerable space in its center had been cleared away to make room for the city.

(Read all previous parts of the story here: http://propheciesofshadow.blogspot.com/p/chapter-one.html)