Starting up where last week left off, we find Kyo and Islyn swiftly pursuing the fleeing soldiers they have conquered. Today’s post begins with Kyo’s perspective . . . * He was running hard, his heart pounding, when he remembered his horse. One shrill whistle brought the loyal beast galloping towards him. Trained well. Kyo noted […]
The Legend of Shlavo: A Surprising Victory
Surrounded by dangerous Shlavoin guards is where we previously left Islyn! And there, where last week’s story ended, today’s post begins . . . * “You thought you could escape?” The guard before me snarled. “As if!! Never in a million ballon days.” What are ballon days? Kyo, where are you when you need me? And horse, I […]
The Legend of Shlavo: Soldiers and Stars.
That night sleep was unwilling to overtake my mind, therefore I stayed awake, keeping watch and thinking over all that had happened. Stirring the fire quite often, I kept it a gentle murmuring light of combustion that flickered in the silence around me. “This outta be interesting.” I whispered to myself. “What an adventure!” My gaze found our […]
The Legend of Shlavo: Meeting Kyo
Continued from last week . . . We headed out of the village at a swift pace, the man was obviously in a hurry to get to the capital. The morning sun scurried across the sky as we followed or own, quick path below it. Two hours had passed when, quite abruptly, the man slowed our horses to a […]
The Legend of Shlavo: A Captured Spy
So there I sat chained head to toe, almost literally, in probably the coldest, darkest room in all of the village. And I couldn’t help but wonder if someone was purposely pouring water through a crack in the ceiling onto my head. My neck was chained to the wall and my hands, crossed behind me, were too. […]
The Legend of Shlavo: An Obvious Outsider.
With a bag clutched in his left hand, Kyo had everything he would need for a journey. Except food. But that was his next stop. He was used to sneaking through the house. Late harvest nights often kept him and his father out long after the others were in bed. Therefore, his whole body moved […]
The Little Hill: The Legend of Shlavo
Continued from last week’s post, we have Islyn’s latest adventure in writing right here! Just scroll down! 😉 It was still dark when I set out. The sun was hours away from rising. But the darkness of night was no concern to me. The blue color lining the top of my wings, plus the orange […]
The Legend of Shlavo: A Duty to Love.
“So the plan is, we will take you to Caldea. There you will set out on foot. Now, when this fortress comes in sight,” Mr. Nohj pointed at the map to a picture of a large white castle. “then you must head to those woods and take your invisibility potion.” He directed my attention to another […]
The Legend of Shlavo: An Untrained Warrior
After last week’s post . . . The sun, scorching hot, was burning down on the land as it often loved to do. Everyone was irritable and grouchy because of it. Still, it laughed at the misery of fifty, poor farmers dragging bucket after bucket to their rice fields. Though it rained every two days, keeping […]
The Legend of Shlavo: The Beginning
Pink wings, actually magenta wings, they’re a darker pink-red than normal. Blue threads of color tip the tops of my wings and yellow paths texture the magenta coloring. The bottom of my wings are tipped with orange. Long brown hair. Just brown, waist length hair with curls clear at the end. Freckles, brown eyes, a big […]