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| ok everybody, i'm transferring to terapad, so whoever is interested in viewing my blogs (which i hope to continue to write) please email me at kkm.lin@gmail.com. thanks
Caleb
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| Well the story is on page 30 in my notebook, but it's such a pain to type onto the computer. i also might have to repost chapter one. well, my weekends are so packed so i might, if i start to post again, be only able to post every other week. well, if i have more time this weekend i'll see if i can post.
Caleb
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| sorry guys, i haven't updated in a while. I just finished my tests, and my i'm on break so i hope to do more of the story as well as reflection. I have a lot of the story down on paper already, as i write it in my spare time, but i haven't found the time to type it up. well, sit tight for the next chapter!
Caleb
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| Hey, the first chapter came out a little different than i had expected, and all the " quotes got turned into ? question marks. I don't really wish to go and change each one so I hope it's not too much trouble to just remember that. thanks! O, and if you want a copy, i can always send it to you by email.
Caleb
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Tamwynn turned around. It was getting dark, and he was deep in the forest, lost. He had just been exploring, when he realized that he did not recognize the path anymore. He must have strayed off on accident. He kept walking in the fading light, and tripped on a tree root. He soon stumbled upon a clearing. The surrounding trees seemed as if they had been placed in a perfect circle, and they were all willows, drooping their wilting branches towards the middle. He looked around, trying to find his bearings. The sun had disappeared from the sky, though darkness had not completely descended. Light still lingered on the horizon.
He looked to the right and clucked in satisfaction. He had spotted a place where the foliage thinned into a dirt road. He started toward it, but stopped; something shimmering in the air caught his eye. There seemed to be a shimmering ring of light at the center of the circle. The inside of the ring seemed also to churn with shiny mists, and when he touched it, his finger sent ripples through the surface as though he were dipping his finger in water.
All of a sudden, the mist parted, and an image, crystal clear, appeared in it. For a moment, he saw two walls, and a few things that looked like shiny barrels. As soon as he pulled his finger away, the image vanished. He stepped back. Now that he thought about it, the shimmering ring was pretty big. It looked like one of those oval mirrors as tall as you, except the ring didn’t show anything but mist again.
He was about to touch it again, when he heard a faint cry in the distance. “ Tam, where are you? We’re waiting for you to start supper, and I’m awfully hungry.”
Tamwyn strained his eyes in the darkness. He had very good eyes, but it was getting steadily darker and even his good eyes had trouble in this light. He finally caught sight of a light by the path.
“Tam, come on. Come out from your hiding place! My poor stomach is grumbling.”
Tamwyn momentarily forgot about his discovery and quickly and quietly made his way through the underbrush. He was soon behind the lantern bearer.
“Over here Jay.” Even in the darkness, the newcomer Jay’s surprise could be clearly seen.
“Thanks Tam” said Jay sarcastically. ”I really needed that. Now my stomach can hurt from fright as well as from hunger”
“O don’t worry about it Jay. You’ll get over it. Come on Jay, let’s go back. I’ll Race you.”
They both broke into a run, guided by the light of Jay’s lantern, and the faint and silvery light of the heavens.
“Getting tired yet?” said Tamwyn with ease. “You don’t seem to be faring so well.”
“No I’m fine.” Said Jay with difficulty. “Just slow down”
Tamwyn chuckled and sped up. The distance between the two increased. Tamwyn rounded a corner. After running some distance, he realized that Jay hadn’t come around the bend yet. With a chuckle, he turned around and ran back to the bend, and found Jay right around the corner, panting in exhaustion.
“I… Don’t think…I can make it… Slow… Down...” he said in between breaths. Jay wasn’t the fittest of guys. He was 13, but spent most of his time indoors, and was, in Tamwyn’s opinion, a little chubby. He was two years younger than Tamwyn, but Tamwyn was much stronger from working in the forest and cutting wood for the fire. He also did most of the hunting. He did all the hard work, as he was the oldest, and therefore it was his responsibility, though not in any way did he really dislike the work.
“Alright, get up, we’re almost home. You’ve rested long enough.”
“Ok, but is it ok if we just walk?”
“Alright, but quickly”
The two boys broke into a brisk walk. The hoot of an owl broke the silence, and now that darkness had fully descended, many nocturnal creatures were coming out. Soon, it was all but silent. Crickets chirped softly in the distance, owls hooted, bushes rustled, and the wind blew quietly through the trees. The air was crisp, and not too hot or cold at this time in fall. Summer had just ended, and leaves were falling from the trees. Even with all the chaos in the towns, nature maintained it’s steady pace.
The trees parted into a clearing, where they lived, along with the old man that had raised them for 8 years. He called himself Murloc, as did Tamwyn and Jay. He took good care of them, fed them, patched their clothes when needed, in return that they only help keep the house in good order. He was a peaceful man, and his house, more like a cottage, was cozy, and the whole clearing was his garden. The borders of his land was marked by simple wooden fences, which Tamwyn had helped build. Jay may not seem athletic, and he really wasn’t, but he was quite a good carpenter. He had made a lot of the furniture for the cottage.
The good thing about living outside the town, is that they were exempt from tax, so they mainly lust lived for the land, by the land. Tamwyn did make some money, from helping the villagers, or by selling some of the game he caught, and Murloc, the fruits and vegetables from his garden, so that they could buy stuff in town.
Every other month, the town held a market day, and traders that happened to be in the area would come in with their goods. There were also games, and Tamwyn and Jay would go in each time, Tamwyn to sell the animal meat and skins that he had attained, Jay to sell his carvings and furniture, and Murloc, his produce.
There would always be things to spend their money on. In fact, there was going to be a fair the next day, and the three of them were all looking forward to it.
Tamwyn’s mind returned to the present, and he noticed the smoke emitted from the chimneystack, and the smell of rabbit stew wafted out from the open windows. Obviously Murloc had known that Tamwyn had not caught anything that day, and had made ready preparation for it.
Jay opened the door and walked sluggishly in. Tamwyn followed right behind. Both were hungry from the run, especially Jay. They hung they’re cloaks on the hooks on the wall, and sat down by the fireplace. It was a big one, because they used it to cook their meals. Currently there was a big pot on it, with bubbling stew in it. Murloc currently sat at the round dining table with a book open. He almost always had a book open, and he had an extensive library in the attic. Tamwyn was willing to bet that it was bigger than the library in at by the university.
“You’re home.” Said Murloc softly. “ The stew’s on the fire as you can see, and there is bumbleberry pie cooling on the backyard windowsill.”
Murloc handed them each a wooden bowl and spoon, and they both took hearty helpings from the pot.
“I have to leave tomorrow.” said Murloc softly, watching them eat. “I should be back soon, within the week.”
“But tomorrow’s the fair!” said Jay through mouthfuls of stew.
“I know, but I have to attend to urgent matters. I will be gone before you wake up tomorrow morning. I have some instructions for you to fulfill while I am gone.”
“Well, I don’t think that we can convince him otherwise Jay, so why don’t we just let him go. Oh, and Murloc, I don’t think that we can remember anything right now, we’re both pretty tired. Why don’t you write a list and leave it on the table before you leave.”
“ Alright. There will be a list for you when you wake up.”
“So since we’re not going to be seeing you tomorrow morning, goodbye and goodnight.” Said Jay as he finished his food. He took his bowl and spoon to the sink, washed his mouth, and then washed his bowl. Tamwyn followed suit and they were soon finished cleaning up and they both let out a yawn.
“Goodnight again Murloc.” said Tamwyn and Jay sleepily. Murloc nodded in return. They retired to their room. Murloc usually slept in the attic.
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After the two boys had retired, Murloc closed his book, brought it back to the attic, and replaced it in it’s place on the shelf of books. He sighed, and grabbed his gnarly staff from the corner of the room, took one look around the attic, and descended once again.
He sat down at the table, and wrote two notes, folded them, and placed them carefully on the table. He stepped out the door, smiled, and with a wave of his hand, the door closed shut.
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