Chapter One
Dark Lord Fallen
In a dark pub in Germany sat a middle-aged man wearing strange robes and a pointed hat. He stared listlessly into the glass of mead sitting in front of him.
Another man, wearing the same strange garb, entered the pub. He scanned the people inside for a moment, then strode over and joined the first man. When he didn’t look up from his glass of mead, the impatient секунда man rapped his knuckles against the table.
“Nikolas,” he said. “What have Ты heard from our Lord Druidrick tonight?”
Nikolas tore his gaze from the glass of mead and looked into the секунда man’s face. “Nothing Fredrick,” he answered.
He hesitated momentarily, as if holding something back and Fredrick’s eyes narrowed. “What is it, Nikolas?”
“I--I don’t know,” сказал(-а) Nikolas. “I have this feeling that something terrible has happened.”
“You and your feelings,” scoffed Fredrick. “What terrible thing could happen on this night, of all nights? Soon our lord’s greatest enemies shall be dead and we will be free to take over the world.”
Nikolas hesitated again. “I don’t know,” he сказал(-а) uncertainly, “the Austyns are his greatest enemies for a reason, Fredrick. There is a chance, however slim, that this plan might not work. And what would we do if Lord Druidrick dies? Where would we be without him?”
Fredrick smirked for a moment. “You’ll find out when the time comes.”
Later that night, a small, battered-looking group of wizards entered the pub and joined the таблица of Fredrick and Nikolas.
One wizard with short frizzy gray hair sat down at the head of the таблица with a grave expression on his face. “The Austyns have killed Lord Druidrick,” he announced sorrowfully.
Only Nikolas reacted at that statement. He gasped and fell off his chair.
The rest of them ignored him. “Lord Druidrick killed Arlene Austyn,” сказал(-а) the grey haired wizard, “but Baird Austyn killed him. I killed Baird Austyn as revenge.”
“What does it matter?” asked one wizard with a missing eye. “Without Lord Druidrick we are doomed.”
“Percevil, may I speak?” сказал(-а) Fredrick to the wizard at the head of the table.
“Proceed Fredrick,” сказал(-а) Percevil.
“Lord Druidrick has let me in on his plans in case of the unlikely event of his death. He has entrusted me to set a curse on a baby, sealing his powers and his dormant soul in the baby’s body. Then, we prepare a suitable host for his soul after it matures inside his temporary host.”
“Such a spell exists?” сказал(-а) Nikolas, eyes wide with surprise.
Percevil looked thoughtful. “The soul would take time to mature. At least ten years. After that much time, to take the soul out of the child’s body would kill the child. We must choose our host carefully.”
“And quickly,” added Fredrick. “The spell Lord Druidrick cast on himself will only allow his soul to remain in limbo for one день before it must Переместить on.”
They were all silent for a moment, thinking. Then Nikolas looked up, excitement sparking in his eyes. “The Austyns had a child,” was all he said.
Dark Lord Fallen
In a dark pub in Germany sat a middle-aged man wearing strange robes and a pointed hat. He stared listlessly into the glass of mead sitting in front of him.
Another man, wearing the same strange garb, entered the pub. He scanned the people inside for a moment, then strode over and joined the first man. When he didn’t look up from his glass of mead, the impatient секунда man rapped his knuckles against the table.
“Nikolas,” he said. “What have Ты heard from our Lord Druidrick tonight?”
Nikolas tore his gaze from the glass of mead and looked into the секунда man’s face. “Nothing Fredrick,” he answered.
He hesitated momentarily, as if holding something back and Fredrick’s eyes narrowed. “What is it, Nikolas?”
“I--I don’t know,” сказал(-а) Nikolas. “I have this feeling that something terrible has happened.”
“You and your feelings,” scoffed Fredrick. “What terrible thing could happen on this night, of all nights? Soon our lord’s greatest enemies shall be dead and we will be free to take over the world.”
Nikolas hesitated again. “I don’t know,” he сказал(-а) uncertainly, “the Austyns are his greatest enemies for a reason, Fredrick. There is a chance, however slim, that this plan might not work. And what would we do if Lord Druidrick dies? Where would we be without him?”
Fredrick smirked for a moment. “You’ll find out when the time comes.”
Later that night, a small, battered-looking group of wizards entered the pub and joined the таблица of Fredrick and Nikolas.
One wizard with short frizzy gray hair sat down at the head of the таблица with a grave expression on his face. “The Austyns have killed Lord Druidrick,” he announced sorrowfully.
Only Nikolas reacted at that statement. He gasped and fell off his chair.
The rest of them ignored him. “Lord Druidrick killed Arlene Austyn,” сказал(-а) the grey haired wizard, “but Baird Austyn killed him. I killed Baird Austyn as revenge.”
“What does it matter?” asked one wizard with a missing eye. “Without Lord Druidrick we are doomed.”
“Percevil, may I speak?” сказал(-а) Fredrick to the wizard at the head of the table.
“Proceed Fredrick,” сказал(-а) Percevil.
“Lord Druidrick has let me in on his plans in case of the unlikely event of his death. He has entrusted me to set a curse on a baby, sealing his powers and his dormant soul in the baby’s body. Then, we prepare a suitable host for his soul after it matures inside his temporary host.”
“Such a spell exists?” сказал(-а) Nikolas, eyes wide with surprise.
Percevil looked thoughtful. “The soul would take time to mature. At least ten years. After that much time, to take the soul out of the child’s body would kill the child. We must choose our host carefully.”
“And quickly,” added Fredrick. “The spell Lord Druidrick cast on himself will only allow his soul to remain in limbo for one день before it must Переместить on.”
They were all silent for a moment, thinking. Then Nikolas looked up, excitement sparking in his eyes. “The Austyns had a child,” was all he said.
Kate: Unique, Gorgeous
Katy: Amazing, Great
Ivana: Beautiful, Nice
Sasha: Cool, Adorable
Amy: Sweet, Kind
Karis: Friendly, Lovely
Kayley: Smart, Charming
Kim: Determined, Fun
Chloe: Talented, Extraordinary
Kourtney: Dedicated, Loyal
Jess: Generous, Hilarious
Louis:Funny, Childish
Liam: Nice, Kind
Harry: H-O-T
Aarron: Funny, Cool
Joe: Loyal, unique
Shelby: Strongly Determined, Pretty
I KNOW THERE ISN'T A LOT OF NAMES, BUT THE WHOLE POINT OF THIS IS FOR Ты GUYSS TO GIVE ME YOUR NAMES AND I ADD THEM TO THIS Статья AND THE Список WILL GET BIGGER AND BIGGER...X
Katy: Amazing, Great
Ivana: Beautiful, Nice
Sasha: Cool, Adorable
Amy: Sweet, Kind
Karis: Friendly, Lovely
Kayley: Smart, Charming
Kim: Determined, Fun
Chloe: Talented, Extraordinary
Kourtney: Dedicated, Loyal
Jess: Generous, Hilarious
Louis:Funny, Childish
Liam: Nice, Kind
Harry: H-O-T
Aarron: Funny, Cool
Joe: Loyal, unique
Shelby: Strongly Determined, Pretty
I KNOW THERE ISN'T A LOT OF NAMES, BUT THE WHOLE POINT OF THIS IS FOR Ты GUYSS TO GIVE ME YOUR NAMES AND I ADD THEM TO THIS Статья AND THE Список WILL GET BIGGER AND BIGGER...X
Darkest light, brightest sight
Midnight sky, Nyx's day
That navy ribbon shall lead the way
Full moon, Selene's sun
It soon shall be the only one...
heres another one
No red,
No yellow,
No blue,
No white,
Nature is gone,
The Цветы are dead,
There be no еще light,
Black!
Everywhere around.
Scream!
There is no other sound.
All is lost.
And then another:
Fly,
So high,
HIgh as the sky,
Into seeping blackness.
No light is upon us,
And nothing is ever clear.
Diamond bright,
Beauty in there eyes,
The stars are alive.
AND THEN ANOTHER!!!!
Midnight sky,
Burning ice,
No more, no more, no more,
Say it thrice.
Light will be engulfed in a black haze.
We have gone through the Council's faze.
BLOODY HELL!!!!!!
what yu think it means?
yu think its a prophesy?
idk! HELP!!!! i sometimes write poems in my sleep!! i dont memba riting them but they in my handwriting!! TELL ME WHAT IS HAPPENING!!!!
Midnight sky, Nyx's day
That navy ribbon shall lead the way
Full moon, Selene's sun
It soon shall be the only one...
heres another one
No red,
No yellow,
No blue,
No white,
Nature is gone,
The Цветы are dead,
There be no еще light,
Black!
Everywhere around.
Scream!
There is no other sound.
All is lost.
And then another:
Fly,
So high,
HIgh as the sky,
Into seeping blackness.
No light is upon us,
And nothing is ever clear.
Diamond bright,
Beauty in there eyes,
The stars are alive.
AND THEN ANOTHER!!!!
Midnight sky,
Burning ice,
No more, no more, no more,
Say it thrice.
Light will be engulfed in a black haze.
We have gone through the Council's faze.
BLOODY HELL!!!!!!
what yu think it means?
yu think its a prophesy?
idk! HELP!!!! i sometimes write poems in my sleep!! i dont memba riting them but they in my handwriting!! TELL ME WHAT IS HAPPENING!!!!