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| Starring: Ace- The arrogant one?? |
| 03.21.04 (12:03 pm) [edit] |
Aer and the child, whose name was Kornel, set out the next morning on Alwin. After a half-hour down the path, a platinum blonde haired boy wearing a simple tunic caught Aer’s eye. She stopped and looked at the boy for a moment. He was taking a nap under a sakura tree, his short hair hanging at a concordant angle to his slanted head. He was in a sitting position, back agianst the tree, his mouth closed.
Aer dismounted, and Kornel hopped onto her shoulder from the neck of the horse. As she stepped over to the boy, he awoke and looked up. He looked at her for a moment, then at Kornel, then smiled.
“You are the girl from the dreams. You come riding a midnight horse and accompanied by a young kitsune. Please, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Ace,” he said, sweeping a bow at his name, “and I shall be coming with you, wether you like it or not.” His light hair glistened in the sunlight filtering through the petals, which were falling like snow. When he arose, Aer could see his dashing blue eyes. His ears were not slightly frilled on the edge like a Great Spirit’s, meaning he was an elf. At his side was a broadsword, the hilt glistening with a saphire that matched his eyes. She now noticed a brown mare with a wheat-colored mane behind the tree. Ace was attractive–that was for sure. But he was a bit pushy.
“My horse, Ael, will be coming as well. I hope you don’t mind the extra company, but I have been waiting for this day.” Ace said, mounting his mare. But before he rode over to Aer, he stood on his horse and picked a large blossom and put it in Aer’s hair, smiling. She blushed a bit, but said nothing as they made their way down the path.
They passed an apple orchard and ate a small meal of apples. Kornel and Aer took sips of blood from the Tree. Ace simply drank from a nearby stream. At sunset, they slept under a large birch tree. When Aer awoke, there were freshly picked lilacs near her. Ace was brushing Ael and Alwin’s manes. When Ace saw that she had awoken, he went a bit away and returned with a pink carnation to put in her hair. Aer blushed madly, but was silent.
There was a crossroad.
“I think we should go this way,” said Aer, pointing to the mountains.
“No, this way is much nicer,” said Ace, pointing to a lake. They argued for a while, but in the end Kornel said they should go to the lake. Aer flushed and pulled back her hair. She pulled out the carnation and stomped on it.
I don’t know why I let him come in the first place, thought Aer as she led Alwin to the lake.
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| Chapter 1;; Kornel is not, I repeat, NOT like shippo. Just the same species |
| 03.20.04 (4:58 pm) [edit] |
Aer went to the stables to saddle up her midnight black, red maned steed. She had decided to leave her village. She filled a large jug with sap from the Tree, and brought a bag of oats for her horse. She set out because she was tired of village life, she longed for adventure. As she rode along the path from the village, she felt a presence behind her. She looked back, but there was no one there.
Aer rode until sunset, where she promptly found an inn. She went in and paid for a room. She took a small sip of the blood from the Tree, and gave her horse, named Alwin, a bit of oats. Aer went up to her bed, but before she could go to sleep, she sensed the presence again.
Outside of her window was a kitsune looking around. He squealed softly, and ran into the building. None of the Elves saw him, only Great Spirits can see kitsunes. The kitsune scampered into her room, thinking she was an Elf.
“What is a kitsune-child doing here? I have nothing of your interest,” Aer said softly, surprising the child. He tried to run away but a breeze shut the door. The kitsune had large, honey colored eyes and a large red tail to match the red hair on his head. It squealed again and curled into a ball.
“Oh, I see. Your after the blood that I brought. Hmm. If you come with me Ill give you a sip once a day, hows that?” Aer said in a soft voice. The kitsune squeakeda bit, staring at her, then hopped on her shoulder.
“Sure! You’re nice!” It squeaked happily. Aer smiled, but told the kitsune that she had to sleep first, and that they’d leave in the morning.
Meanwhile, a bit further up the path, a figure shifted restlessly. It was waiting for the girl from the dreams, the half-breed and the child, waiting for a prophecy to come true.
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| Prelude of Eternal Roses |
| 03.03.04 (4:19 pm) [edit] |
Many years ago, before man, there were Elves. Beautiful creatures, yet not as beautiful as the race that they allied. They called themselves Great Spirits. All man is from Elf. One dark, cloudless night, below a crescent moon a girl walked through the Garden of Despair. Blood red roses and flowers of the dead grew there. A beautiful tree with silver bark and blood red leaves stood in the middle. The sap from the tree was pure blood untainted by any human or animal. This was the place where dark creatures fed. The young girl was half Elf and half Great Spirit.
Her name, Aer, means 2 things. It means “wind” and “blood-demon”. She lived up to her name. She spent much time at the Blood Tree, and had strange powers over the wind. In fact, she had large black wings, hence the nickname “Dark Angel”. Also for that name, her voice was thought to be that of an angel’s. Her eyes were beautiful amber and her hair was the darkest black you’ve ever seen. Her lips matched the Blood Tree’s sap. Her skin was pale as snow. She wore a sorceress’s robe which was dark purple and wine red. Her slender fingers, perfectly pointed ears, and thin face made her look delicate. She was, however, one of the greatest swordsmen in the land. Her fine blade was thin and had a slant instead of a point. Carved on the blade was a winged dragon. The sword had a name, “The Wind Dragon”.
She also was a musician. She played the guitar like a professional, even though she had no training. However, she was only welcome to play at funerals. Her father died and no one knew her mother. She was not welcome anywhere. So, she spent her days tending the Gardens of Despair. She also was to collect the sap from the tree as sacrifice to the great vampiric Demon Lord, Arlin. They poured the blood into the basin in the statues arms every month, then lit the two torches whilst saying prayers. Aer had to set the blood aflame at midnight.
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| A cool new inu and other anime site! |
| 03.03.04 (2:37 pm) [edit] |
Its either shippo.com or naraku.com and is got cool images
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| Houston, we have a problem |
| 03.02.04 (3:45 pm) [edit] |
I wont be doing another blog for a while, so enjoy it!
Ok...
So...
Its sessy-chan (MINE ALL U BISHIE FEINDS!) as a kid!
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