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Luinbariel
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PostSubject: Writing a book...   Writing a book... EmptyWed Jan 07, 2009 3:06 pm

Yup, at the moment I'm working on a story that I've had in mind for a long time, hoping to eventually publish it in some form as a book.

The title is the same as my user name, but I would like to point out that this is NOT because I identify with my character per se; I just like the name and use it on the 'net. It just happens to be the same as my character, though SOME part of her are close to me as well. It's a bit tough.

So, if anyone is interested, I will post the prologue here (it's pretty short) and then link to the rest of the chapters which are available on my deviant art page. I don't have all of the current chapters up and will not go past chapter six, because I have had some scares with people trying to steal what they could of the idea; this way they don't know the rest of the plot and this will hopefully be enough.

Here goes!

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I should have done something about it a long time ago, when everything first started.

I shouldn't have ran like that.



But I did. I turned on my heel and ran, bounded on like a terrified deer into the unknown reaches of the forest around me, ahead of me, inside me.

Their screams still echo in my ears some evenings, when the full moon is rising above the breaks in the canopy, when the night is set and humid like it had been at that time. I still hear the sickening distant sound of metal tearing through flesh, of my own footsteps obscuring that horrible noise even as my mother cries for me to run! Run and never stop, my love! Never stop...


She couldn't have known what that meant to me. How that would haunt me for decades to come, and how it would almost become a prophecy; Run. Never stop, never look back. Run.

I finger the necklace which dangles at my collarbone, the metal picking up the cool of the evening and transferring it to that delicate little hollow that had formed as I had matured. As the chain tinkled against the setting, I wondered idly whether it had all been worth it, and immediately felt guilty.

Looking to the stone that now rested in my palm, I knew no real doubt that what I had done had been for the best. For my people. For a people I never knew, and heard only tales about that were as full of mystery as I myself was. After all, how many, in their entire lifetime, would have the good fortune to run across an elf?

Dropping the pendant gently, I sink to my knees in the shallow water, shivering slightly as the sensation of goose-flesh covers me like an epidemic. I raise my hands to my hair, fanning it out behind me in an attempt to keep the damp, freezing strands from clinging to my back, knowing full well that it's probably in vain. In a few moments, I will become accustomed to the cold, and none of this will matter anymore.

I watch the broken pieces of tonight's full moon reflect back at me from the small lake's surface, aware of the eerie glow they cast on everything that can pass even the slightest reflection. I know that if anyone could see me here in my seclusion, my silvery hair would be shining like some of the moss I've seen in some of the deeper, damper caves of my travels.

I know complete and utter panic when I think that perhaps someone CAN see me here. Don't mistake that fear for modesty; I haven't had enough experience with others to even know what that is on more than a vague level yet.

No, what I fear is someone in particular.

The usual hurried thoughts press in... Have I been careful enough? Have I stayed in one place for too long? Their usual answers do not come to me so easily, this time. The lingering fear from my earlier reminiscing still hangs around me, and is difficult to escape.

I wade quickly out of the crisp pool, only for one tiny moment sad that I could not stay longer and bathe properly. I am in my traveling clothing and cloak in less than one minute; I have had far too many years of wary practice, of jumping at sounds.

Almost before I know it, I am off, running blindly on into the forest that hardly ever seems to stop. Into the forest that some days seems more like a prison, like a private, living hell that offers to reprieve, no comfort.

Almost before I know it, I hear their screams, could swear I hear them echoing from the dark trees which stretch their limbs above me.

I hear their flesh being torn, and my mother screaming.

But most of all, I hear her words, gargled with difficulty through great pain, through blood.

Run. Never stop. Never look back. Run.

That concludes the prologue; here is chapter 1 for any interested, and the rest of the chapters are linked at the bottom of each deviant art posting. Chapter 1
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PostSubject: Re: Writing a book...   Writing a book... EmptyWed Jan 07, 2009 4:23 pm

Oooh,. this was good hun!

I loved the descriptions and the imagery, silvery hair, THANK YOU! I thought I was the only one who thought elvens had silver or white hair . . . yay you!


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PostSubject: Re: Writing a book...   Writing a book... EmptyWed Jan 07, 2009 4:26 pm

Heh thanks!

I've always been attracted to the idea of an elf with silver hair... I think it looks amazing, though so do some with other colors, IMO.
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PostSubject: Re: Writing a book...   Writing a book... EmptyThu Jan 08, 2009 2:24 pm

I always found Elvens to be either with red, auburn, white, silver, or brown hair.

That whole blonde hair thing never kicked in over there.

Lol.


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PostSubject: Re: Writing a book...   Writing a book... EmptyThu Jan 08, 2009 11:32 pm

Hey there Liz! Wow I knew there was more to you than met the eye! Very nice writing - I can't wait to read more....Perhaps, I'll post some of mine here, but I'm very superstitious about that...maybe, must think on it.
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PostSubject: Re: Writing a book...   Writing a book... EmptyThu Jan 08, 2009 11:38 pm

Thanks very much Brianna, I appreciate that, heh.


I would love to read some of your writing as well, though don't push yourself if you don't feel comfortable.


I'm still a bit uncomfortable posting it sometimes, since when I first started putting it up at my deviantart account a girl I knew was constantly pestering me to know the details of the plot and especially the ending. I knew she was also a writer and so I refused to give them to her. She stopped talking to me... and my secret is safe!
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PostSubject: Re: Writing a book...   Writing a book... EmptyFri Jan 09, 2009 5:04 am

I always find the same problems myself, I'm so hesitant to post anything I've written for well scrutiny and for well, copyright issues. I have posted my prologue at times, it's long, as is the rest of my book, which is seeing it's 266th page right now. It's a metaphysical fantasy romance novel, and so it'll probably end up in the 400 page mark when it's done. We shall see!

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As for poetry and stuff however, nah, I will always post that stuff when it flows, because it barely ever does!
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