*Thank you for being patient. The first time I tried to load it unto fanfiction.net, as many of you know it wasn't successful. All my characters are from my imagination, however the story line is a lot like Alanna's and Elranda.*
A Dream, A Nightmare
There was a prophecy that a young maiden with hair as dark as a majestic oak, and eyes as shining as sapphire would bring fourth the future king that would destroy the Yamanis and free the world from the darkness. There was yet another prophecy that said that the sister of the brunette, a young maiden with golden hair and eyes as colorful as the ocean would come fourth and would reap the tears of many and then sacrifice her soul for the young brunette. Both young ladies would be of elden blood, with elvish blood, with human blood. So came many maidens faking out to fulfill the prophecies but none came until…
"Its not fair!" a young dark brunette screamed with tears bursting out of her sapphire eyes as she ran into her bedroom. Slamming the door, young Arwen Alexia (can't chose between LOTR's Arwen or The Sword, the Ring, the Chalice's
Alexia.) plops down her soft, purple, bed sobbing. A knock was soon heard through the big wooden door. "What now?"" Arwen Alexia said in an annoying voice. "Its only me…" came a gentle voice. "Oh Thia Serrasri… (I couldn't decide between Serrasri, Daine's last name or Thiarica, an elden princess) Papa strongly refuses to let me go to the Sacred Heart and become a Knight, he whipped me again and scolded me deeply saying I was being foolish." "Oh, Dear (lame, I know) its really ok, Papa doesn't mean it, he was only being old accustomed." Thia Serrasri replied filled with sympathy. As her calm oceanic eyes started to fill with tears, for she herself wished to become a sorcereress but was also forbidden too. As Arwen Alexia, a beautiful girl with dark brown curls rolling down her shoulders, was being comforted through the soothing words of her beloved sister she thought of how no one can understand why a perfect angel like Thia Serrasri would love a little trouble maker like Arwen Alexia. Arwen Alexia was thought by the people of Silver Mountain Region as a foolish child who doesn't know anything and is out of place. Although she was a beauty, everyone disliked Arwen Alexia for her sharp tongue and angry glares that came quite frequently. Every one except that of Thia Serrasri, Arwen's gentle caring sister and their guardian. Thia Serrasri a beautiful, slender bodied, and golden haired maiden who could have competes in beauty with Arwen except Thia was as gentle as Arwen was fierce. A strong muscular man like Dain was going to hard to find. Dain, an ex-knight, unlike everyone else, believes that it is Arwen Alexia's call to fight and that she had a fighter's heart and sprit, but could defiantly work on her skills. So Dain secretly started teaching the very eager Arwen with the many uses of weapons from archery to fencing. Thia Serrasri on the other hand was the perfect one with all the character traits, unfortunately with all good things comes a bad one; Thia was very delicate in health. A little cold would cause her to bleed, and a little scar could hurt her badly. Because of their bloodlines both Thia and Arwen have the Gift. Thia's very powerful Gift is healing while Arwen's is Seeing anything from the past or the future. However, because their mother died when fighting the Yamanis, Baired believed that her Gift should have saved her and therefore believed in the old religion where the sorcerers were sentenced to death. Because of this, so the two young girls didn't know their mother was 75% elvish and 25% elden while their father was 75% human and 25% elden. (elds: immortal folks who were short, and had magical powers. Elves: immortal folks who were tall and had powers.) So being forbidden to learn how to use their Gifts, the young girls soon loses control over it until Dain came. With Dain secretly teaching Arwen how to become a warrior and Maulde, his wife teaching Thia all she knew about healing, soon the young girls were secretly having weekly meetings at Dain's cottage. As Arwen thought about this she also thought how she could become a warrior maiden without seeking help from the Shangs, a group of warriors who could fight as good with weapons as without, for the Shangs wouldn't allow her to come with them unless she told her father. "Well" she thought, " I could ask Thia to cover up for me and pretend to be me when I sneak out of the fortress to become a knight. I could tie my hair up into a crown and write many fake letters such as this one:
I, Lord Baired of Silver Mountain, write this with my own hand, send my son, Alex into thy care for training of knighthood at the Sacred Heart. I hereby pronounce, Duke Coram of Sacred Heart guardian of Alex, and can punish him to whatever seems just. I am forever in thy debt. Signed X: Lord Baired of Silver Mountain
On the night Arwen was going to escape she wrote a small note to Thia saying:
I did it! Love you forever!
-Arwen
As Arwen was slipping out of the castle the young George, an apprentice, discovered her slipping out of the stables and quickly told the guards at the gate whom promptly trapped Arwen. Arwen thought panicking and scared, "What can I do except to turn back because if I go forward the guards will discover me and will report this to Father." Sadly, Ar3wen turned back and rode Stargazer back into the stable and went quietly back into her room. She soon fell asleep by thinking of another escape plan.
Three months later…(I know its lame but I can't think of what else could connect the two parts together.) Arwen thought about the foolish, terrible night she planned her unsuccessful escape. For that night, gentle Thia sneaked out of the castle as well to help Gilbert, a poor Cartholic immigrant, whose baby was terrible sick from the Black Death. When she was walking back from the cottage, Thia felt so weak and fainted, bumping her head against a tree. (lame but can't think of anything else.) The next morning Thia Serrasri woke up facing a lot of worried faces. "Excuse Me" boomed a voice recognized as her fathers while trying to get through with Maude. Grimly Maude said out loud, "I am not sure if I should tell you." Bravely, Thia answered, "Its alright, just tell me" "You have the Black Death," Gasps came out of the crowd for the Black Death was a deadly disease where you feel cold tough you are burning up. Then you turn ghostly white for about seven days before you turn deathly grayish black for the most 14 days. Throughout the 21 days Thia fought hard and Lord Baried gave her the best physicians and any types of medicines they could get. Still fate wasn't with them so Thia died. Its been three months since Thiahas gone and yet it still hurts to remember that her beloved sister, Thia, was died. It seemed only yesterday when Thia had bearly whispered to Arwen, "I have lived my life as a healer/sorceress, and fought as a warrior and now I will die as a graceful lady. Arwen promise me you will always follow your heart." Arwen replied crying, "NO NO Thia I can't live with out you, My life would be as if a dream becoming a nightmare. Don't leave me please, I need you!" Thia replied, "I will never leave you Arwen, only in body but you will always have me in sprit. I will always be here for you. Just promise to follow your heart." Unwillingly, Arwen said yes and then gentle Thia left with Arwen's sprit.
Now she was on her way to the convent where she was going to be trained as a lady. Knowingly that she broke her promise to Thia but Arwen had lost her passion and no longer dreamed of becoming a knight. Slowly but surely there was only a little bit of ashes left from her once brilliant flame of passion.
*Mohahahahaha… I am going to keep you in suspension until I am finished with Chapter 2. Don't worry it won't be long, I am goning to work on it during Easter Break. Please REview*