Questers: Sanct of Light Ch1
Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 1:56 am
Well, since i abandoned my animation project, i might as well write a fan fic on it.
it couldnt indent so forgive me on that...
Well here it is.....
Deep in the forest, Poe was chopping up some wood for the fireplace in his house. He wiped the soot off his face and stood there with the pile of wood. His sword was on the ground in the soft blades of grass. He looks at his pile of wood and says, “All in a days work.” He puts his sword back in its sheath, picks up the pile of wood, and walks toward his village.
As he nears his village after a long walk, he sees flames rising from where the village stood. In concern, he drops the pile of wood and rushes toward home, picking his way through the fiery mess. His heart pounded; thump, thump, thump. As he nears his home, he saw that it was too late. His house was in flames and his father lay in the front, nearly burned to death. Poe saw a ring of soldiers around his father’s body and saw one of them finish his father off. Poe rushed toward them shouting, “NOOOOOOOO!”
Poe woke up with a start. He sat up panting, wiping sweat from his brows. “Just a dream,” he thought. He got up, showered and went down for breakfast. “Good morning father,” he said. “Mornin’ son,” said his father. Poe’s father scooped some scrambled eggs onto his plate and Poe happily ate it.
“I am going to go chop some wood okay dad?”
“Sure, go ahead.”
Poe grabbed his sword and went deep into the forest for wood. He chopped wood until late afternoon, after fooling around a bit with his sword, and started to head home.
As he nears his village after a long walk, he sees flames rising from where the village stood. In concern, he drops the pile of wood and rushes toward home, picking his way through the fiery mess. His heart pounded; thump, thump, thump. As he nears his home, he saw that it was too late. His house was in flames and his father lay in the front, nearly burned to death. Poe saw a ring of soldiers around his father’s body and saw one of them finish his father off. Poe stood back in shock. “This can’t be happening,” he thought, “this is just like how my dream had happened.” The soldiers walked off not noticing him, leaving him to deal with his sadness. Poe walked over to his father’s dead body with tears streaming down his face. “Father,” his voice choked with tears, “I will avenge you!” He picked up his father’s body and headed toward the forest, leaving the flames to die out on their own.
When he got deep enough in the forest, he buried his father and marked the place. He started to wander around in the forest for the soldiers, his sword dragging behind him. Night soon came, and he collapsed on the ground with exhaustion. As he lay there, a hooded figure came into view, and quietly, picked Poe up and carried him into the night….
To be continued……
it couldnt indent so forgive me on that...
Well here it is.....
Deep in the forest, Poe was chopping up some wood for the fireplace in his house. He wiped the soot off his face and stood there with the pile of wood. His sword was on the ground in the soft blades of grass. He looks at his pile of wood and says, “All in a days work.” He puts his sword back in its sheath, picks up the pile of wood, and walks toward his village.
As he nears his village after a long walk, he sees flames rising from where the village stood. In concern, he drops the pile of wood and rushes toward home, picking his way through the fiery mess. His heart pounded; thump, thump, thump. As he nears his home, he saw that it was too late. His house was in flames and his father lay in the front, nearly burned to death. Poe saw a ring of soldiers around his father’s body and saw one of them finish his father off. Poe rushed toward them shouting, “NOOOOOOOO!”
Poe woke up with a start. He sat up panting, wiping sweat from his brows. “Just a dream,” he thought. He got up, showered and went down for breakfast. “Good morning father,” he said. “Mornin’ son,” said his father. Poe’s father scooped some scrambled eggs onto his plate and Poe happily ate it.
“I am going to go chop some wood okay dad?”
“Sure, go ahead.”
Poe grabbed his sword and went deep into the forest for wood. He chopped wood until late afternoon, after fooling around a bit with his sword, and started to head home.
As he nears his village after a long walk, he sees flames rising from where the village stood. In concern, he drops the pile of wood and rushes toward home, picking his way through the fiery mess. His heart pounded; thump, thump, thump. As he nears his home, he saw that it was too late. His house was in flames and his father lay in the front, nearly burned to death. Poe saw a ring of soldiers around his father’s body and saw one of them finish his father off. Poe stood back in shock. “This can’t be happening,” he thought, “this is just like how my dream had happened.” The soldiers walked off not noticing him, leaving him to deal with his sadness. Poe walked over to his father’s dead body with tears streaming down his face. “Father,” his voice choked with tears, “I will avenge you!” He picked up his father’s body and headed toward the forest, leaving the flames to die out on their own.
When he got deep enough in the forest, he buried his father and marked the place. He started to wander around in the forest for the soldiers, his sword dragging behind him. Night soon came, and he collapsed on the ground with exhaustion. As he lay there, a hooded figure came into view, and quietly, picked Poe up and carried him into the night….
To be continued……
