The proceedings of the Council of Ildacaar, lord of the Centourí, as set forth by Cirthan the Madaiz.
The twenty-second day of the month of Nírvat, 3149 CR
The declaration of the Valar, written forth by the Council of Alshanfaara.:
*Feel free to skip this rather long intro if you'd rather just get to the story- I promise not to be offended. ;)*
Chapter Five – An Audience with the King
Again, sorry its a short chapter. This thing called life is really holding me back. :) Just make sure you've read chapter 3 first. I think this one showed up before.
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Rilla tugged her hand, pulling her towards the Underwater Kingdom. As they got closer, Elise could see the market place. They weaved through the bustling merchants and curious sea folk towards a towering crystal castle. A school of brightly coloured fish were crossing what seemed to be a busy path. There were rich merfolk riding in shell carriages drawn by graceful blue dolphins.
So I did this description as an exercise in the middle of last year. What I had to do was to basically cause the reader to be able to imagine the whole place. Bring it to life, if you will. Tell me what you think. Hope you like it.
The Elf-glade - by me.
This letter is in response to the essay "Dragons are Evil" by Benjamin.
To: the Free Peoples of Arda, Eraioch, and Drahawn and their leaders.
The Royal Palace of Ariania
The ninth day of the ninth month,
Two-thousand-twelve years into the second Age
A letter from Lord Malachi Damusaun,
As dictated to Ethaniel Svykadar, Crown Prince and heir to the throne of Ariania,
To the leaders of the Free Peoples of Arda, Eraioch, and Drahawn:
Missing the Song
The dissonance of the stained,
soiled keys-
played over, again and again.
Chaotic notes are leaping-
alive from-
the wood and ivory.
The musician-
wanting order-
for his chaotic song.
Searching for sense-
lost in rhythm,
Regulation.
The chord that’s strummed echoes-
soft and sad;
dripping audible tears-
on the bound world around it.
Brushed away-
by rough, unfeeling hands.
I'd love to hear your thoughts :)
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Dawn
Staring forlornly
Out the window
I'm trapped
But not by force
But merely by choice
I'm trapped
I still have the chance
To turn around
But I'm trapped
I don't want to be
The third wheel again
So I'm trapped
I'd run away
But there's nowhere to go
I'm trapped
I'm trapped