Call of the Black Raven
The sun was setting in the west sky right after the heavy storm that seemed to last for hours and hours that day. The sky above was looking of a darken purple and to the west it faded to a golden orange. The clouds that roll over the sky from the storm seemed to turn red at the edges of the purple clouds as they reflecting off the suns light. The wind was blowing hard against the tall-grass that covered the valley for miles to come; you could see the rolling hills all the way to the great lake Alden, which the sun seemed as if to be falling into it absorbing itself into the green silk water. No trees could be seen on the valley for miles till you turned to look at the east to see the Mountains of Aira Demon, there the trees where flowing to know end. Not even tens of thousands of men could cut them all down in there lifetime.
Only one tree stood in the great valley of the tall-grass, a tree that shamed the essence of beauty that the tall-grass gave even in the winter. This tree was tall and had many branches, but instead of flourishing with bright green leafs it was flourishing of nothing but dead sticks and twigs that reached out to the sky. It was the most evil looking tree anyone had ever seen, none would dare to walk by it. From the biggest beast to the smallest insect, none would dare walk near the forbidden tree.
No bird would even perch on the long bone like branches, but suddenly a large raven could be seen flying over the tall grass. It swooped up and land on one of the many branches on the forbidden tree, it's head flinched and let out a few loud caws to the falling sun. The raven looked over to the left of his wing to see a small village that was just now starting to light up of open windows and lantern lights the stood by the streets. The raven gave out three more loud caws facing the village then stretched his wings.
"Jairzine come!" the raven turned to see his master standing no more then 5 feet away from the trees end.
He looked to the tall hooded figure that called out his name that was wearing a long dark red cloak that stretched to the ground that looked almost lost in the blades of the tall-grass, the ends of its sleeve where outlined like a elfish vine, it raised up it's arm wearing a black glove. Not so sure that he should jump down to its calling Jairzine tilted it's head slightly to the left and remained. The person lowered it's arm then nodded, slowly it took off its dark red hood and let it slide down the back of her head, the wind suddenly blew harder to the east and the hood fell off, showing her long black hair that seemed to dance in the east wind.
She looked up to Jairzine with her large green eyes and just outlining the pupil of each eye there was a bright yellow that shone bright from the suns failing light. Her skin looked at smooth as white silk, her lips looked of stone pink roses that bloomed around the lakes and streams in the Elvin forests. But every rose has the one petal that shames the rose, her lips where cut several time from the dry and roughness of her tongue, she could no longer lick them for the wetness of her mouth was gone.
Jairzine knew at that moment this was his master and flew down to her right hand that had the black glove and stretched his wings out again, rubbing his head against her other hand that was stroking along side his long neck. She looked over to the small village the Jairzine had spotted before then looked back at the sun,
"We should make it a little after sunset."
She tilted her head slightly over her shoulder to see another hooded figure standing behind her wearing a cloak just like her but his was a dark green. He walked to her left side facing the sunset and removed his hood letting it fall to his back. His brown hair was long but looked good for his type, his high cheekbones made a slight shadow on his face. He turned to look at her, his eyes where of a dark red but outlining the pupil of his eyes was the same fine line of yellow that could only be seen from a short distance and also from the suns light.
"We may not find welcome in this village ether, so lets make it as short as possible." His tone was strong but calm and smooth at the same time.
She nodded and looked over at Jairzine. She raised her arm and with that Jairzine took off and flew in circles around them and flew towards the village. She grabbed her hair that was still flying from the wind and put it under her hood, then placed it over her head once more.
She took a step but stopped when she felt a hand on she shoulder, she turned slightly to see that his hood was just as it was before shadowing his eyes, but not even the hood could hide his eyes from her. His stair was short but it seemed like hours to her, he said nothing for a moment; all she wished at that moment was to be able to read his thoughts, but she knew he never let his emotions out on his sleeve he was trained not too. He opened his mouth slightly and said in a more softer tone,
"Be careful..." Jairzine flew in-between them brushing his feathers against both their facieses stopping them from what they may have both been thinking at the time. He cawed loudly and landed on the tree once more and cawed again.
"We must hurry." She turned and started to walk to the village lights.
He watched her walk a few steps and then attempted to take one but then heard the loud caw of Jairzine and turned around slightly mad at what Jairzine had done. He couldn't tell but he thought he saw a slight glimmer in Jairzine's eyes and then caw several times in a row, almost as if in humor from what he had done. He made a loud caw and jumped and flew towards the village. His eyes glared at Jairzine, he turned and muttered something under his breath and started to walk to the Village himself.
The rest of my story will be updated tomorrow; I had a slight error in my disk so I was not able to save it all. But come tomorrow I shall have the rest.
Sorry for the mishap
The sun was setting in the west sky right after the heavy storm that seemed to last for hours and hours that day. The sky above was looking of a darken purple and to the west it faded to a golden orange. The clouds that roll over the sky from the storm seemed to turn red at the edges of the purple clouds as they reflecting off the suns light. The wind was blowing hard against the tall-grass that covered the valley for miles to come; you could see the rolling hills all the way to the great lake Alden, which the sun seemed as if to be falling into it absorbing itself into the green silk water. No trees could be seen on the valley for miles till you turned to look at the east to see the Mountains of Aira Demon, there the trees where flowing to know end. Not even tens of thousands of men could cut them all down in there lifetime.
Only one tree stood in the great valley of the tall-grass, a tree that shamed the essence of beauty that the tall-grass gave even in the winter. This tree was tall and had many branches, but instead of flourishing with bright green leafs it was flourishing of nothing but dead sticks and twigs that reached out to the sky. It was the most evil looking tree anyone had ever seen, none would dare to walk by it. From the biggest beast to the smallest insect, none would dare walk near the forbidden tree.
No bird would even perch on the long bone like branches, but suddenly a large raven could be seen flying over the tall grass. It swooped up and land on one of the many branches on the forbidden tree, it's head flinched and let out a few loud caws to the falling sun. The raven looked over to the left of his wing to see a small village that was just now starting to light up of open windows and lantern lights the stood by the streets. The raven gave out three more loud caws facing the village then stretched his wings.
"Jairzine come!" the raven turned to see his master standing no more then 5 feet away from the trees end.
He looked to the tall hooded figure that called out his name that was wearing a long dark red cloak that stretched to the ground that looked almost lost in the blades of the tall-grass, the ends of its sleeve where outlined like a elfish vine, it raised up it's arm wearing a black glove. Not so sure that he should jump down to its calling Jairzine tilted it's head slightly to the left and remained. The person lowered it's arm then nodded, slowly it took off its dark red hood and let it slide down the back of her head, the wind suddenly blew harder to the east and the hood fell off, showing her long black hair that seemed to dance in the east wind.
She looked up to Jairzine with her large green eyes and just outlining the pupil of each eye there was a bright yellow that shone bright from the suns failing light. Her skin looked at smooth as white silk, her lips looked of stone pink roses that bloomed around the lakes and streams in the Elvin forests. But every rose has the one petal that shames the rose, her lips where cut several time from the dry and roughness of her tongue, she could no longer lick them for the wetness of her mouth was gone.
Jairzine knew at that moment this was his master and flew down to her right hand that had the black glove and stretched his wings out again, rubbing his head against her other hand that was stroking along side his long neck. She looked over to the small village the Jairzine had spotted before then looked back at the sun,
"We should make it a little after sunset."
She tilted her head slightly over her shoulder to see another hooded figure standing behind her wearing a cloak just like her but his was a dark green. He walked to her left side facing the sunset and removed his hood letting it fall to his back. His brown hair was long but looked good for his type, his high cheekbones made a slight shadow on his face. He turned to look at her, his eyes where of a dark red but outlining the pupil of his eyes was the same fine line of yellow that could only be seen from a short distance and also from the suns light.
"We may not find welcome in this village ether, so lets make it as short as possible." His tone was strong but calm and smooth at the same time.
She nodded and looked over at Jairzine. She raised her arm and with that Jairzine took off and flew in circles around them and flew towards the village. She grabbed her hair that was still flying from the wind and put it under her hood, then placed it over her head once more.
She took a step but stopped when she felt a hand on she shoulder, she turned slightly to see that his hood was just as it was before shadowing his eyes, but not even the hood could hide his eyes from her. His stair was short but it seemed like hours to her, he said nothing for a moment; all she wished at that moment was to be able to read his thoughts, but she knew he never let his emotions out on his sleeve he was trained not too. He opened his mouth slightly and said in a more softer tone,
"Be careful..." Jairzine flew in-between them brushing his feathers against both their facieses stopping them from what they may have both been thinking at the time. He cawed loudly and landed on the tree once more and cawed again.
"We must hurry." She turned and started to walk to the village lights.
He watched her walk a few steps and then attempted to take one but then heard the loud caw of Jairzine and turned around slightly mad at what Jairzine had done. He couldn't tell but he thought he saw a slight glimmer in Jairzine's eyes and then caw several times in a row, almost as if in humor from what he had done. He made a loud caw and jumped and flew towards the village. His eyes glared at Jairzine, he turned and muttered something under his breath and started to walk to the Village himself.
The rest of my story will be updated tomorrow; I had a slight error in my disk so I was not able to save it all. But come tomorrow I shall have the rest.
Sorry for the mishap