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The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants A Spark of Hope Part II
Being a Sorcerer whose expertise is extraction and creation of Barriers and Weapons had always been her dream. A dream that she never realized would come to reality. At first, Tahani thought it was impossible to create an armor for Kane. The young man is full of hope and potential. The bearer of Rowan the Creator’s will and the young man who conjures fire out of thin air. But after years of experiments and cuts and bruises and sheer will —finally, Tahani pioneer’s and creates a glove that was able to conduct the boy’s fire. Not only that, but protecting him from the burns and mild to severe pain. At first, she thought it can't be anything but, even as the rubber and latex-like material embed themselves in the young man’s flesh —acting as his second skin. Who would’ve thought that she would be able to create such things. Even her son and husband refused to believe in her talents at first. Now, here she is. Tahani is creating another armor for the Woman. Not only that but an audie
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants Have a little bit of Pride
“Ah, I remember some of those legends being told by my mother as well.” Joie smiled upon recalling the sweet memory. “One of my favorites is how Pisces taught children how to paint.” “The most creative Celestial.” Tahani answered. “Yes, I recall some of those stories as well. I remember telling Dah and Nad the story of how Rowan the Creator freed a family from a village who only experiences snow. Rowan the Creator used his Fire of Life to thaw the icebergs surrounding the mountains.”“That’s a great story too.” Tahani giggled at the memory of it. “Now that Regina’s here, a lot of Rowan the Creator’s history is being retold. I’ve heard from Supreme Diomedes that their family story with the Celestial is going to be encrypted. To be passed down in history. I’ve heard that she’s going to be anointed as a Sorcerer soon. And her son, Mathios would be too once he reaches the age of maturity.”Joie didn’t answer. How she envied the woman beside her. Not only was Tahani one of the chosen few
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants If We Should Wait
With the sun slowly descending —the halls and the catacombs and the pathway gradually was getting darker and darker. The sun’s rays from the windows were losing its light and the moon barely illuminated the place.Anastacia could hardly see. If it wasn’t for the torch she found in the bloody catacombs, she would barely see a thing. The torch helped her, but was only able to light up portions of the dark fortress. The fire she created flickers against the dry cold winds. And Anastacia remains calm but weary as she waits for the creature of the night to sprawl and attack. “Any minute now.” She said to herself, as her eyes looked almost everywhere. Her grasp on the body of the torch tightened when she heard soft footsteps. A sound coming from somewhere in the fortress. The light tapping sound that doesn’t resemble a footstep of a man, but resembled that of a creepy crawler. The tapping sound plays with her anxious mind. As it stops and then it begins to move. With hastened steps, and
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants If We Should Wait Part II
Redenor quietly walked towards Seth’s room. The bed was still the same and remained untouched for days. The figurines are still there, collecting dust and just generally being an eyesore, and so was his son’s ridiculous collection of books. Seth loved to read. He loved to study. It sure was getting unbearable, seeing his son like that. But the good days are coming, he thought. The woman said his son was merely sleeping, that is all. And once she kills the beast, Seth would wake up.It doesn’t make the feeling of sadness and despair go away though. Redenor only finds comfort when he tells himself that Seth’s gone out for a walk, that he’s just gone to the store, that he’s just sleeping and that he’d be back to his old self soon enough.With a sigh, the old man turned his back and closed the door. He begins his daily routine of making more cure for the Slitch sting and venom. It was Seth’s duty to pick up the tamarind trees before, especially the good ones on the taller branches. Bu
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants The Grand Vision
Anastacia prepares for the worst when the sun comes up. As the rays of the sun shone down upon the beast, it screamed and growled, its skin sizzled and slowly — it turned into a man. The man was tied down. His arms behind his back and his legs tied down using thick vines. The said vines had sharp thorns, if he ever did try to do something funny, the thorns would pierce his skin. Anastacia wondered what kind of procedure she should be doing to extract the Bane. Antheia’s instructions were vague.How does one extract it? Will she simply draw blood from the man and let the thick liquid sip down the bottle she brought?She dismissed the idea, not liking how macabre it was. The man was still sleeping. Spent. Tired and drained. Well, she was too. But she had no time to rest. Anastacia wanted everything to be over and done with today.This is the third day. ‘No more.’ She thought. Anastacia closed her eyes and began to concentrate to begin linking herself — her soul with the Celestial b
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants Through The Wind, Through The Gale
Khalantrophe’s body shook and his braided her glowed red. Venom oozing. Anger. Betrayal. A vision of a man wearing a white tunic with a staff on his hand.“I see him.”“The Necromancer, Levi.” Antheia said, composed as ever, immaculate in her thick robe, covered with vines and flowers and leaves. Bare feet. Long hair dragging across the sea of clouds. “He’s our enemy. Not humanity.”“And who are the others?” Antheia looked at her perfect pair, her lips parting and her green eyes sparkled — the colors illuminating until there was a hint of gold. “His creations.”“You saw them?” Khalantrophe asked."I saw the creature of Tar and Coal." Antheia admitted. "Anastacia was consumed by one, I barely managed to save her."Upon hearing her name, Anastacia's eyes opened. There’s a strange chill in the air, an ominous silence that makes the hair stand on her arms. She forgot how she was unable to move. It’s too much for her, and Anastacia wants to speak. To scream. She’s seeing too many things.
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants Changes
While Zebedee wouldn’t call herself and Aiziah the sharpest tack in the box, they’re pretty damned close to it, and it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that there’s something wrong with their bestfriend, Elly.“Where is Nathaniel, Dane?!” Zebedee cried in panic, she was grabbing onto Aiziah’s sleeves tight. Her knuckles are turning white.“Calm down.” Aiziah replied as she stared at Elly’s body. He was cold as ice, and his skin turned blue, almost purple and the veins on his body were visible against his odd skin. The veins looked like a map.The arteries on his heart could be traced. He's looking more dead than alive. Nothing but a remnant of his old self.Day by day, they notice the small changes in Elly’s body. How the sun burns begins to face, turning his reddish burnt — almost auburn skin into brown. And then it began to peel, scabs appeared.And the next morning — when it was Nathaniel’s turn to look after the two men, they saw this. The anomalies before aren’t glar
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants Change For War
This must be one of his most unluckiest day. Never did Kane thought that he would have so much trouble fending off Elly. One ball of fire after another, it doesn’t seem to have an effect on him.Yes it was hurting him, but Elly would still jump and fight, even as his skin burnt. It’s like his brain was wired only to fight. The Keeper can be compared to a Zombie — Kane thought as he tried his best to fight off Elly's strange power, strength and rage.He stared at Elly with cool eyes. They’re both sweaty, panting, and frustrated. It’s been hours, and they’ve been through this at least twenty times.“Just go back to sleep, Elly, please! I don’t want to hurt you–” Kane sighs, running a hand irritably through his hair. Let’s try this again, the long-suffering, painfully patient set of his mouth says. But it seemed like Elly couldn’t understand him.Kane is half-convinced that Elly’s somehow controlled by something, and he is not himself. But how? And who.It’s his fourth time to throw a ba
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