Ok, this is my first Forgotten Realms fic. I have posted another fic on
another site, but that's it. I don't care if you flame, just as long as
you give constructive criticism. I'm unsure about the rating, but I'll set
it for PG-13 for language. Enjoy or don't, it's your choice. I'm just
writing because I love to write. Also, I haven't read past the Icewind
Dale trilogy, so forgive me if I make a few ignorant mistakes. Anyway, on
with the fic!
Disclaimer: I don't own Drizzt or anyone else in the Forgotten Realms universe except for Lahna, Jyrl, and a few people I haven't picked names for yet. ____________________________________________________________________________ _________
The girl was standing in a strange, dark place. Her eyes were tightly shut in fear. A quiet whisper came out of the black and floated to her ears. "Lahna... Open your eyes Lahna." The girl shook her head and whimpered, "No. I don't want to. I'm scared." "Lahna," the voice was gentle and infinitely patient, but still firm, "you must see. We have very little time. If you do not look now, you might never get the chance again. Come now," The voice continued, amused, "it is only a mirror." The words were harmless enough, but the girl was still unassured. Still, to the voice's silent pleasure, she forced her eyes open.
She was not prepared for what faced her.
Indeed, it was a mirror there, but the reflection was distorted. Her skin, normally dark brown, had deepened to ebony. Her hair, once platinum blonde, was now stark white. Odd in her normal appearance, her unique eyes looked even more exotic in this new face. She stared for a few minutes before realizing that there was a presence at her right elbow. Remembering the voice, she knew who it was, and that they meant no harm. She looked over to it, meaning to ask about the mirror. The words froze in her mouth when she saw who stood there.
It was another reflection, this one of the figure in the mirror. Only, the one beside her was masculine. He looked at her and flashed her an impish grin that she knew well. "Well, now that you've seen what you needed to see, it is time for me to go. We will meet again soon, though. Count on it. Things are going to change rapidly for you. It is going to start right about...."
"Lahna!! Lahna, get up!!" A more substantial voice called to her. "Now." The dream man finished before fading away entirely.
"Lahna!! If you make me late for my wedding, I'll put you in a world of hurt! Now get your butt out of bed and get ready!!" The real, female, voice screamed from outside Lahna's bedroom. "I'm up, I'm up." Lahna muttered sleepily, rolling out of her bed and hitting the cold floor with a thump. She sighed and shook her head, trying to reclaim the fragmented shards of her dream. It was no use. She couldn't remember. "Oh, well." She mumbled to herself, "If it was important, I'll remember later." She slowly rose to her feet to get dressed to go to a wedding, at which she knew she would be bored out of her mind. It was her adoptive sister's wedding day, though, so she would have to grin and bear it.
Lahna was getting very annoyed..
The wedding was over, and she was now at the reception, along with the rest of the family. The entire, hugging, kissing, loud adoptive family. She loved them all, even the spoiled little children, but she was starting to get a major headache. It wasn't just the noise and perfume that was getting to her. Everything was too yellow. Her dress was yellow. The seat covers were yellow. Rug... yellow. Walls... yellow. Yellow, yellow, yellow. It wasn't her favorite color at all. In fact, she detested it. Still, she bore the monotonous coloring and obnoxious relatives with a smile on her face. It was her sister's big day, and she was determined nothing would ruin it. Thus, she got very angry when the caterers went missing after the first hour, and left them to fend for themselves. Lahna herself ended up taking over as best she could, setting up a buffet table and refilling empty platters whenever needed. Now, though, they were out of ice, and there was no more in the freezer. Groaning to herself, Lahna told her sister she had to go out to get something, and would be right back. She grabbed her dress coat, and went to a convenience store just down the street. She didn't have much money left, so she grabbed one bag of ice and hoped that everyone else was getting headaches too.
//Rainy night in Georgia, Kentucky Rain,// Oh, no. Lahna thought to herself, Not that rain song. I hate that song. Now it'll be stuck in my head all day. //Here comes that rainy day feelin' again.// Grumbling quietly to herself, she went up to the counter and gave the blonde cashier her bag. "That'll be $2.16." The cashier said. Lahna dug around in her purse until she came up with a five. //Blue eyes cryin' in the early mornin' rain// As the woman handed over the change, an explosion sounded from across the street. Both women reflexively ducked, Lahna recovering first and dashing out the door to see a pillar of flame where her sister's reception had been. Her lavender eyes grew so wide the entire scene was reflected in their depths. In shock, she stood there for several moments before screeching like a madwoman and tearing down the street, forgetting both her ice and change.
She bolted towards the wreckage, but was intercepted by a policeman just ten feet from the flames. "No! No! My family's in there! Let me go! No!" she kept screaming. The policeman holding her yelled to a nearby firefighter, "She says there were people in there!" The fireman shook his head and yelled back, "Nothing could be alive in that! Get her out of here!" The cop started to say something to the hysterical woman in his arms, but she had heard the fireman's reply. His kind words were drowned out by her shrill scream of denial. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" ____________________________________________________________________________ ___
If you liked it, or even if you didn't, review. I'm well into chapter 2, and should be able to post it in a few days.
Disclaimer: I don't own Drizzt or anyone else in the Forgotten Realms universe except for Lahna, Jyrl, and a few people I haven't picked names for yet. ____________________________________________________________________________ _________
The girl was standing in a strange, dark place. Her eyes were tightly shut in fear. A quiet whisper came out of the black and floated to her ears. "Lahna... Open your eyes Lahna." The girl shook her head and whimpered, "No. I don't want to. I'm scared." "Lahna," the voice was gentle and infinitely patient, but still firm, "you must see. We have very little time. If you do not look now, you might never get the chance again. Come now," The voice continued, amused, "it is only a mirror." The words were harmless enough, but the girl was still unassured. Still, to the voice's silent pleasure, she forced her eyes open.
She was not prepared for what faced her.
Indeed, it was a mirror there, but the reflection was distorted. Her skin, normally dark brown, had deepened to ebony. Her hair, once platinum blonde, was now stark white. Odd in her normal appearance, her unique eyes looked even more exotic in this new face. She stared for a few minutes before realizing that there was a presence at her right elbow. Remembering the voice, she knew who it was, and that they meant no harm. She looked over to it, meaning to ask about the mirror. The words froze in her mouth when she saw who stood there.
It was another reflection, this one of the figure in the mirror. Only, the one beside her was masculine. He looked at her and flashed her an impish grin that she knew well. "Well, now that you've seen what you needed to see, it is time for me to go. We will meet again soon, though. Count on it. Things are going to change rapidly for you. It is going to start right about...."
"Lahna!! Lahna, get up!!" A more substantial voice called to her. "Now." The dream man finished before fading away entirely.
"Lahna!! If you make me late for my wedding, I'll put you in a world of hurt! Now get your butt out of bed and get ready!!" The real, female, voice screamed from outside Lahna's bedroom. "I'm up, I'm up." Lahna muttered sleepily, rolling out of her bed and hitting the cold floor with a thump. She sighed and shook her head, trying to reclaim the fragmented shards of her dream. It was no use. She couldn't remember. "Oh, well." She mumbled to herself, "If it was important, I'll remember later." She slowly rose to her feet to get dressed to go to a wedding, at which she knew she would be bored out of her mind. It was her adoptive sister's wedding day, though, so she would have to grin and bear it.
Lahna was getting very annoyed..
The wedding was over, and she was now at the reception, along with the rest of the family. The entire, hugging, kissing, loud adoptive family. She loved them all, even the spoiled little children, but she was starting to get a major headache. It wasn't just the noise and perfume that was getting to her. Everything was too yellow. Her dress was yellow. The seat covers were yellow. Rug... yellow. Walls... yellow. Yellow, yellow, yellow. It wasn't her favorite color at all. In fact, she detested it. Still, she bore the monotonous coloring and obnoxious relatives with a smile on her face. It was her sister's big day, and she was determined nothing would ruin it. Thus, she got very angry when the caterers went missing after the first hour, and left them to fend for themselves. Lahna herself ended up taking over as best she could, setting up a buffet table and refilling empty platters whenever needed. Now, though, they were out of ice, and there was no more in the freezer. Groaning to herself, Lahna told her sister she had to go out to get something, and would be right back. She grabbed her dress coat, and went to a convenience store just down the street. She didn't have much money left, so she grabbed one bag of ice and hoped that everyone else was getting headaches too.
//Rainy night in Georgia, Kentucky Rain,// Oh, no. Lahna thought to herself, Not that rain song. I hate that song. Now it'll be stuck in my head all day. //Here comes that rainy day feelin' again.// Grumbling quietly to herself, she went up to the counter and gave the blonde cashier her bag. "That'll be $2.16." The cashier said. Lahna dug around in her purse until she came up with a five. //Blue eyes cryin' in the early mornin' rain// As the woman handed over the change, an explosion sounded from across the street. Both women reflexively ducked, Lahna recovering first and dashing out the door to see a pillar of flame where her sister's reception had been. Her lavender eyes grew so wide the entire scene was reflected in their depths. In shock, she stood there for several moments before screeching like a madwoman and tearing down the street, forgetting both her ice and change.
She bolted towards the wreckage, but was intercepted by a policeman just ten feet from the flames. "No! No! My family's in there! Let me go! No!" she kept screaming. The policeman holding her yelled to a nearby firefighter, "She says there were people in there!" The fireman shook his head and yelled back, "Nothing could be alive in that! Get her out of here!" The cop started to say something to the hysterical woman in his arms, but she had heard the fireman's reply. His kind words were drowned out by her shrill scream of denial. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" ____________________________________________________________________________ ___
If you liked it, or even if you didn't, review. I'm well into chapter 2, and should be able to post it in a few days.
