Happy New Year to all! Nate here.
January has finally come! This is the official month of posting for the continued chapters of the novel. Much of the story will slowly progress into the action heavy scenarios of the first few chapters.
I cannot wait to fill in on the new chapters as well as the coming months. This will be a familiar and unfamiliar territory overall. Thus as much as there will be familiar like scenes comparable to other fantasy stories, elements like this are inevitable.
Please bear in mind, there will be Tagalog elements within the story. Mostly words or names, and the occasional phrases. This not a pure Filipino work, but their history and language basically derive from my native tongue. This is a conscious decision more as a reference than hard driven origin or the likes.
These kinds of things are not ideal representation, I know, but the story is not a hundred percent Filipino because mostly it's a mix of European sort of elements. We are talking about a fiction world connected to a crystal as their sun : )
Either way, thank you for your time reading, enjoy!
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“Keeping our safe is one of our best traits, we believe and trust each other even with fault. And we will always, b—but…” Uran stuttered. He felt a hand on his shoulder as he blinked then continued. “I’m sorry…” he sobbed, “but a few minutes before we entered our destination, an accident occurred, and we need to a rescue party to venture into the forest. A few of the children fell through the hole made by a Dire-eater. I believe they are still alive from the distance we were attacked.“Please proceed to the main deck, all hands available, in fifteen. Jaaron, Pemmi, prepare the break light.” Uran finished.He knew Rona or Luri has already prepared for this protocol even before they landed, but it was Jaaron and Pemmi at the helm of the captain’s cabin. If they can’t monitor it for him then what is the worth of making them both his direct apprentices for the positions of both second and third
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“Good, the sliver is bright and clear. This is good Uran, your son is alive and well. Nearer even than we expect.” Ugnile said as he looked back to Uran whose face lessened its tension as he saw the light of the thread. “My Agulman can only last five minutes in one cast, we need to search for him in this bracket before we have to recast the spell again.”Uran nodded, partially aware of how an Aguulman works. “Thank you Ugnile,” as he said this, the sound of an engine, discreet humming. He looked around and saw the two Festoons rising from the side of the Sunflora.The nearest Festoon from the right is commandeered Ronata with an extra crew member under Esie, while the other is driven by Lotois with Luri along with one crew member that also belonged with Esies’. There was no time to bother with other things, Uran pointed Ugnile and Eran to Ronata, while Thera and Erizoma automatically rode on Lotois’.“Five mi
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Approaching Lotois first, Uran hugged him as he patted Keia’s head, she sobbed and stayed hiding. Her clothes were stained, and her elbow and arm are covered in blood. Beside them, Ronata ran to Luri whom she hugged along with her son. Erizoma and Thera stood on either side of the group, their weapons at the ready.“Don’t worry,” Lotois said as he noticed Uran looking at the blood, “it’s not hers,” he said but looked at the other crew member.Uran nodded and moved to the crew member before and patted him. “We need to deliver the child back onboard despite. What happened to your Festoon?”“Ripped half, after landing at least, the damn Dire-Father limbs reached us,” Erizoma said as he looked back to where they came from. “We luckily found where Keia and the two who were with her, but we couldn’t save the other boy who was already injured and bleeding. Ochre is the only one uninjured, sur
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