This story is based on the Great Library of the Clayr in Garth Nix's books
Sabriel, Lirael, and Abhorsen. The library he owns, as well as a great deal
of the characters.He also owns the Charter, Charter Mages, and things of
that sort.
Chapter 1: The Vision
Astarael sat at her desk, studying for the test she knew she would fail. She bashed her head into the thick books in front of her. If only there was a way to learn something without the tedious studying. That was it! She sat up too quickly, causing the blood that had settled in her head to swirl about uncomfortably. It seemed to be making a swirling pattern in front of her eyes. She blinked, then shut her eyes. It was still there. She rubbed her eyes. Nothing. A single panicked thought ran through her mind: she had gone blind! But soon the voice of reason kicked in: Clayr couldn't go blind; the Sight required the use of eyes, no matter how bad they were. The swirling slowly began resolving itself into an image. Her mind raced; this must be her first vision! The picture began fading out again. I have to remember my lessons, she thought. A voice at the back of her mind began reading off things to remember. She realized with a start it was her teacher, Kirrith, giving a lesson. "One: keep your mind blank. Two, concentrate on clarifying the vision. Three, take note of your surroundings and the people involved. Four." The voice faded out as Astarael began following its advice. Then, suddenly without warning, Astarael fell into the Vision. It was of a masked figure and a boy, probably about eighteen or so. The entire scene reeked with the acrid taste/ smell of Free Magic. The masked person seemed to be giving the boy orders, to which he dully responded, "Yes, master" in a manner remniscent of a dead Hand. With a final word of power from the mask, the boy left. Astarael was carefully memorizing everything when the Mask looked straight at her. "You there," it screamed in a harsh feminine voice that told of many hard times,"You." The Mask couldn't finish, or at least Astarael couldn't hear her, because at that exact moment, Astarael fell unconscious.
~*well, what do you guys think? Ill decide whether or not to write more based on reviews! So Read, Review, Reap (the benefits)!*~ -Eleraama
Chapter 1: The Vision
Astarael sat at her desk, studying for the test she knew she would fail. She bashed her head into the thick books in front of her. If only there was a way to learn something without the tedious studying. That was it! She sat up too quickly, causing the blood that had settled in her head to swirl about uncomfortably. It seemed to be making a swirling pattern in front of her eyes. She blinked, then shut her eyes. It was still there. She rubbed her eyes. Nothing. A single panicked thought ran through her mind: she had gone blind! But soon the voice of reason kicked in: Clayr couldn't go blind; the Sight required the use of eyes, no matter how bad they were. The swirling slowly began resolving itself into an image. Her mind raced; this must be her first vision! The picture began fading out again. I have to remember my lessons, she thought. A voice at the back of her mind began reading off things to remember. She realized with a start it was her teacher, Kirrith, giving a lesson. "One: keep your mind blank. Two, concentrate on clarifying the vision. Three, take note of your surroundings and the people involved. Four." The voice faded out as Astarael began following its advice. Then, suddenly without warning, Astarael fell into the Vision. It was of a masked figure and a boy, probably about eighteen or so. The entire scene reeked with the acrid taste/ smell of Free Magic. The masked person seemed to be giving the boy orders, to which he dully responded, "Yes, master" in a manner remniscent of a dead Hand. With a final word of power from the mask, the boy left. Astarael was carefully memorizing everything when the Mask looked straight at her. "You there," it screamed in a harsh feminine voice that told of many hard times,"You." The Mask couldn't finish, or at least Astarael couldn't hear her, because at that exact moment, Astarael fell unconscious.
~*well, what do you guys think? Ill decide whether or not to write more based on reviews! So Read, Review, Reap (the benefits)!*~ -Eleraama