As the sunset, clouds moved quickly to the port of Legann from the ocean.
The villagers, in a hurry to avoid the coming storm, quickly raced to their
houses. Even the boys, young men really, ran to get inside. They, like
the rest of the village, knew that in a few moments the barely visible
clouds at the edge of the horizon would cover the sky. The storm that
would come would destroy anyone would was dumb enough to be caught in the
open. The rain would come down on the village but avoid the towns around
them. And in a few hours, when the storm had done its work, it would
return to the sea, against the winds.
Already, the sky was darkening and thunder could be heard coming closer. The people of Legann were all indoors, waiting for the storm that would destroy the fields and harvest. It would destroy any living creature that ventured outside. All that is, except one.
At the edge of the cliffs, looking out at the clouds, was a solitary figure. The girl was tall and skinny from too little food. Her long black hair blew in the wind that brought the storm. Although a passerby wouldn't see, her gray eyes were filled with hate and distress. Her poorly made dress flapped around her. The tears coming down her face mixed with the rain that had started. The people of the village talked behind her back, avoided her.
It did not take long before the clouds had completely covered the sky and rain began to pour down in large torrents. The girl still stood on the edge of the cliff and as she raised her arms to the strong winds coming from the sea. The energy of the storm seemed to accumulate around her, drawing the worst of it to the cliff. When it seemed like the air would break with the energy, lighting filled the sky above the village. Curiously, the lighting seemed to come from the edge of the cliff and return to the sky unlike most storms.
It had not taken seconds for the rain to soak through the girl's dress and her hair, both now hanging drably from her thin body. The storm now proceeded to soak through the village and forest surrounding it. The winds blew anything that wasn't solidly connected to the ground away, with the exception of the girl. She stood steadfast against the storm, which was raging all around her.
Then, suddenly, as the storm seemed to reach its peak, the girl collapsed, falling into the rushing foam of the sea.
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Sitting in the common room in Nirewn's local inn, Lady Mirian watched a storm gather in the south. An hour ago the sky had been cloudless, but the storm had moved in quickly, covering the southern area with wind and rain. Then suddenly as the storm come in it left. It was without a doubt the strangest storm that Mirian had every seen.
"Happens every once in a while," The innkeeper's voice behind her, "People 'round here say that that the town's cursed but I've heard the truth from travelers, there's a girl in a village down there who's strange as you ever seen."
"A girl caused this storm?" The knight's surprise came not that the storm wasn't natural but that a young girl caused it.
"Not just that, the girl causes all sorts of problems wherever she goes, especially when she loses her temper. The village of Legann has had bad crops the last two years because of her."
"Legann? The girl's name isn't Gwenivere by any chance?" The knight knew the answer before the innkeeper replied and returned to his work.
Lady Mirian looked again to the south, where the weather had returned to normal, a blue sky stretching to the horizon. The task she had been giving was getting more interesting by the moment.
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A/N: I finally updated, yay!
Thank you to the wonderful people who reviewed:
Lirael: You have more now, happy? So what maybe I'm wrong, but that'd okay least it doesn't mess up Alanna's story.
Mike: Just wait.
Goldentwilight: Thank you though!! I read your stuff and muy good. You're one of Jean's friends right?
PsychoLioness13: No, although the last female knights do play a part. The story is mostly about Gwemivere, a mage (not giving away more)
Jean: yay! Not much more to say.:-D
Already, the sky was darkening and thunder could be heard coming closer. The people of Legann were all indoors, waiting for the storm that would destroy the fields and harvest. It would destroy any living creature that ventured outside. All that is, except one.
At the edge of the cliffs, looking out at the clouds, was a solitary figure. The girl was tall and skinny from too little food. Her long black hair blew in the wind that brought the storm. Although a passerby wouldn't see, her gray eyes were filled with hate and distress. Her poorly made dress flapped around her. The tears coming down her face mixed with the rain that had started. The people of the village talked behind her back, avoided her.
It did not take long before the clouds had completely covered the sky and rain began to pour down in large torrents. The girl still stood on the edge of the cliff and as she raised her arms to the strong winds coming from the sea. The energy of the storm seemed to accumulate around her, drawing the worst of it to the cliff. When it seemed like the air would break with the energy, lighting filled the sky above the village. Curiously, the lighting seemed to come from the edge of the cliff and return to the sky unlike most storms.
It had not taken seconds for the rain to soak through the girl's dress and her hair, both now hanging drably from her thin body. The storm now proceeded to soak through the village and forest surrounding it. The winds blew anything that wasn't solidly connected to the ground away, with the exception of the girl. She stood steadfast against the storm, which was raging all around her.
Then, suddenly, as the storm seemed to reach its peak, the girl collapsed, falling into the rushing foam of the sea.
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Sitting in the common room in Nirewn's local inn, Lady Mirian watched a storm gather in the south. An hour ago the sky had been cloudless, but the storm had moved in quickly, covering the southern area with wind and rain. Then suddenly as the storm come in it left. It was without a doubt the strangest storm that Mirian had every seen.
"Happens every once in a while," The innkeeper's voice behind her, "People 'round here say that that the town's cursed but I've heard the truth from travelers, there's a girl in a village down there who's strange as you ever seen."
"A girl caused this storm?" The knight's surprise came not that the storm wasn't natural but that a young girl caused it.
"Not just that, the girl causes all sorts of problems wherever she goes, especially when she loses her temper. The village of Legann has had bad crops the last two years because of her."
"Legann? The girl's name isn't Gwenivere by any chance?" The knight knew the answer before the innkeeper replied and returned to his work.
Lady Mirian looked again to the south, where the weather had returned to normal, a blue sky stretching to the horizon. The task she had been giving was getting more interesting by the moment.
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A/N: I finally updated, yay!
Thank you to the wonderful people who reviewed:
Lirael: You have more now, happy? So what maybe I'm wrong, but that'd okay least it doesn't mess up Alanna's story.
Mike: Just wait.
Goldentwilight: Thank you though!! I read your stuff and muy good. You're one of Jean's friends right?
PsychoLioness13: No, although the last female knights do play a part. The story is mostly about Gwemivere, a mage (not giving away more)
Jean: yay! Not much more to say.:-D