Mind Games
Chapter Two - A Father's Love
I do not own Dragonlance and I adore Margaret Weis and I actually feel in love with Raistlin for approximately a year, resulting in my possession of 40 different Dragonlance novel and short story collections. Don't sue; I just love Raistlin, so I wrote this fic.
Kohaku Frost
This is a story about a fan who loved the Dragonlance books and Raistlin. One day, Darcy wakes up in a room, being tended to by Raistlin and she thinks she's dreaming until it takes a few weeks for her to heal from her transport to Krynn. Finally she realizes that it is not a dream and that she has gotten her wish. But, how she gets home is a mystery that Raistlin isn't sure he wants to help her solve. Until then, she accompanies the Companions on their most dangerous adventure before the War of the Lance. Hope you enjoy!!!
No lyrics this time, and it's a short one.
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"Damn it all to the Abyss! What could have possibly gone wrong!?!?" The man was middle-aged and powerful, and he wore the Black Robes as if they had been made for them. His heart was as black as Nuitari and twice as evil, and his rage was feared by all his apprentices. He had cast a summoning spell, to bring a being from another world to Krynn, and he knew the spell had worked, but it was as if something had snatched her from his fingers. His anger was great, but his disappointment was greater yet. He had wanted to bring her to Krynn, because he was tired of being alone, and he missed her. And this way, she had a second chance at life. Death was the only way to reach Krynn, and Darcy was too young, but still....
Thomas Valentine had been trapped on Krynn for five years, and he missed his daughter desperately. He knew his wife was forever lost to him, but his lovely daughter had been young enough to long for Krynn and a life there. But, now she was Takhisis-only-knows-where on a strange planet without any friends, and Thomas had no idea how to find her...
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Alone in the small room at the Inn of the Last Home, Darcy felt despair creep up on her. Nothing was the way she imagined, and she couldn't even think for the pain at times. Raistlin interrogated her mercilessly; Caramon undressed her with his eyes every time he saw her, and Kitiara was suspicious of her every word. Darcy felt the isolation more than anything else, and she became more sarcastic and more cynical than ever.
Weird Meggin had estimated two months of being bedridden in the name of recovery. Darcy felt that anything would be a better fate. She felt deep down that she had no skills with which to earn money, and after her injuries were healed, she would have enormous debts to pay. Life was bleak indeed.
After long talks with Raistlin and Kitiara, Darcy learned that it was about six years before the War of the Lance, and she began thinking that, thanks to her extensive knowledge of Krynn's future, she could make a living as a psychic of sorts. And so she began her deception....
End Chapter Two - A Father's Love
R&R!!! I promise the next one will be longer.
Chapter Two - A Father's Love
I do not own Dragonlance and I adore Margaret Weis and I actually feel in love with Raistlin for approximately a year, resulting in my possession of 40 different Dragonlance novel and short story collections. Don't sue; I just love Raistlin, so I wrote this fic.
Kohaku Frost
This is a story about a fan who loved the Dragonlance books and Raistlin. One day, Darcy wakes up in a room, being tended to by Raistlin and she thinks she's dreaming until it takes a few weeks for her to heal from her transport to Krynn. Finally she realizes that it is not a dream and that she has gotten her wish. But, how she gets home is a mystery that Raistlin isn't sure he wants to help her solve. Until then, she accompanies the Companions on their most dangerous adventure before the War of the Lance. Hope you enjoy!!!
No lyrics this time, and it's a short one.
* * *
"Damn it all to the Abyss! What could have possibly gone wrong!?!?" The man was middle-aged and powerful, and he wore the Black Robes as if they had been made for them. His heart was as black as Nuitari and twice as evil, and his rage was feared by all his apprentices. He had cast a summoning spell, to bring a being from another world to Krynn, and he knew the spell had worked, but it was as if something had snatched her from his fingers. His anger was great, but his disappointment was greater yet. He had wanted to bring her to Krynn, because he was tired of being alone, and he missed her. And this way, she had a second chance at life. Death was the only way to reach Krynn, and Darcy was too young, but still....
Thomas Valentine had been trapped on Krynn for five years, and he missed his daughter desperately. He knew his wife was forever lost to him, but his lovely daughter had been young enough to long for Krynn and a life there. But, now she was Takhisis-only-knows-where on a strange planet without any friends, and Thomas had no idea how to find her...
* * *
Alone in the small room at the Inn of the Last Home, Darcy felt despair creep up on her. Nothing was the way she imagined, and she couldn't even think for the pain at times. Raistlin interrogated her mercilessly; Caramon undressed her with his eyes every time he saw her, and Kitiara was suspicious of her every word. Darcy felt the isolation more than anything else, and she became more sarcastic and more cynical than ever.
Weird Meggin had estimated two months of being bedridden in the name of recovery. Darcy felt that anything would be a better fate. She felt deep down that she had no skills with which to earn money, and after her injuries were healed, she would have enormous debts to pay. Life was bleak indeed.
After long talks with Raistlin and Kitiara, Darcy learned that it was about six years before the War of the Lance, and she began thinking that, thanks to her extensive knowledge of Krynn's future, she could make a living as a psychic of sorts. And so she began her deception....
End Chapter Two - A Father's Love
R&R!!! I promise the next one will be longer.