Hello! I'm Orohippus, and this is my first fanfic. I'd appreciate constructive comments (a.k.a. reviews). This is supposed to be a sad story about various elementals that I thought up (and others I didn't) going bye-bye.
Disclaimer: For goodness sakes, I'm not Tamora Pierce! Throw any ideas of the contrary out the window!
Chapter 1
The Chamber of Ordeal
The Chamber looked out over the world. It did not like what it saw. Humans swarmed over the land, leaving in their wake black, burned terrain. If it could be called terrain. Mountains, forests, even oceans were destroyed, gone, left non-existent. Those humans, greedy beings that they were, ruined anything they did not need to survive. An increasing amount of the squires that came to the Chamber for the Ordeal of knighthood never left alive. Those that did were soon corrupted. Yet still, the Chamber searched for one pure soul to set everything to rights, draw the god's attention. A century passed, then another, and another, and the Chamber lost hope. "There is no pure person in this world, and never will be," it sighed. So, after the final squire was dead and gone, it left. The iron door of the chamber snapped in two with a deafening crack that all who heard it would remember until the fast approaching end of time.
Well, there you have it: my first fanfic. Tell me, should I post two chappies together? They're all as short as this.
Orohippus