... It Might Come True
That night...
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Joren was having the weirdest dream. He was in an odd place where a thick fog covered everything. He couldn't see anything, but a strange girl. She looked just a few years older than him, but something about her gave him a feeling she was actually much older. Her hair and a eyes were a strange shade of silver. She didn't look mortal, maybe she was some kind of goddess. The strange girl smiled at him. "Hello Joren of Stone Mountain." Her voice was weird and echoey.
He glared suspiciously at her. "Who are you?"
The girl smiled at him. "I am Talia, Guardian and Keeper of the Orb of Desiderium."
"The Orb of What?"
Talia simply smiled again and ignored his question. "What do you desire Joren?"
"Huh?"
"I have the power to grant your wish."
Joren just stared at her. This dream was making him feel uneasy. He pinched himself hard. Nothing happened. He felt like beating his head against something. This couldn't be happening to him. "Where am I?" He demanded.
"The Dreamworld, of course."
"Then why can't I wake up?"
"Because you haven't told me your wish yet; you could have anything you want, Joren."
When he didn't answer, Talia held out her hand, and a small sphere appeared out of nowhere. Joren guessed it was the Orb of Desi-something. She didn't speak as she stared into the orb.
Joren turned around, looking for a way out of the strange place, but he couldn't see anything. The fog still covered everything else.
"You have a lot of hatred, Joren." "A lot of it is focused toward this Keladry of Mindelan." Talia lifted her eyes from the orb for a second, and then dropped them again. "You don't think women are equal to men." "I can make it so no woman ever dared to try to become a knight." She stared him straight in the eye. "Is that what you want?"
Joren looked away from her. "Wait a minute, why are you offering this to me?" "How do I know you're not an evil goddess or demon?" "Or that you're telling the truth?" "I don't even know what that orb thing is!"
His outburst seemed to amuse Talia. "I can assure you that I'm not evil." "Certain people are chosen to use the Orb of Desiderium; they have to have certain qualties, and being evil is not one of them." "You, Joren of Stone Mountain, have been chosen by the orb to be granted a wish."
Joren thought for a minute. "Fine, make everything you said about Keladry and the Lioness come true, if you really can grant wishes."
Talia smiled. She whispered some kind of chant; then both her eyes and the orb glowed so bright Joren had to close his eyes.
"Enjoy your wish!"
That was the last thing Joren heard before he fell unconscious.
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a/n: Hey everybody! I hope you liked that chapter. This story is a lot of fun to write. Thanx again to Gwen reading this over, and thanx to everybody that reviewed! You guys are awesome!
That night...
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Joren was having the weirdest dream. He was in an odd place where a thick fog covered everything. He couldn't see anything, but a strange girl. She looked just a few years older than him, but something about her gave him a feeling she was actually much older. Her hair and a eyes were a strange shade of silver. She didn't look mortal, maybe she was some kind of goddess. The strange girl smiled at him. "Hello Joren of Stone Mountain." Her voice was weird and echoey.
He glared suspiciously at her. "Who are you?"
The girl smiled at him. "I am Talia, Guardian and Keeper of the Orb of Desiderium."
"The Orb of What?"
Talia simply smiled again and ignored his question. "What do you desire Joren?"
"Huh?"
"I have the power to grant your wish."
Joren just stared at her. This dream was making him feel uneasy. He pinched himself hard. Nothing happened. He felt like beating his head against something. This couldn't be happening to him. "Where am I?" He demanded.
"The Dreamworld, of course."
"Then why can't I wake up?"
"Because you haven't told me your wish yet; you could have anything you want, Joren."
When he didn't answer, Talia held out her hand, and a small sphere appeared out of nowhere. Joren guessed it was the Orb of Desi-something. She didn't speak as she stared into the orb.
Joren turned around, looking for a way out of the strange place, but he couldn't see anything. The fog still covered everything else.
"You have a lot of hatred, Joren." "A lot of it is focused toward this Keladry of Mindelan." Talia lifted her eyes from the orb for a second, and then dropped them again. "You don't think women are equal to men." "I can make it so no woman ever dared to try to become a knight." She stared him straight in the eye. "Is that what you want?"
Joren looked away from her. "Wait a minute, why are you offering this to me?" "How do I know you're not an evil goddess or demon?" "Or that you're telling the truth?" "I don't even know what that orb thing is!"
His outburst seemed to amuse Talia. "I can assure you that I'm not evil." "Certain people are chosen to use the Orb of Desiderium; they have to have certain qualties, and being evil is not one of them." "You, Joren of Stone Mountain, have been chosen by the orb to be granted a wish."
Joren thought for a minute. "Fine, make everything you said about Keladry and the Lioness come true, if you really can grant wishes."
Talia smiled. She whispered some kind of chant; then both her eyes and the orb glowed so bright Joren had to close his eyes.
"Enjoy your wish!"
That was the last thing Joren heard before he fell unconscious.
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a/n: Hey everybody! I hope you liked that chapter. This story is a lot of fun to write. Thanx again to Gwen reading this over, and thanx to everybody that reviewed! You guys are awesome!