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I'm planning to turn that awefully boring and not to mention really long story of mine into a webcomic. I'll first redesign the characters which I drew over 2 years ago, they're way too simplistic now, and I'll also redo the story some to make it more interesting 3nodding First up: Jordi the angelic! If you have any ideas as to how I should remake him, please do post heart
There are a few requirements: Jordi has blonde hair, it has never been cut, and skyblue eyes. Also he doesn't wear shoes, he is very thin and mischievous. He has tiny wings to show he is a descendant of the angels. Color prefference for his clothes would be light blues, other colors are fine too though.
EDIT: I just finished drawing up a crude new version of Jordi. I can't quite seem to get the childish trickster kinda face right...
 PurIy · Fri Aug 25, 2006 @ 01:33pm · 1 Comments |
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It's the end of third semester. I'm already halfway into the tests, and things went pretty well. Though I have to admit, once again, I failed to find the motivation to work on my projects. It makes me so happy that I have such great friends whee I couldn't keep it to myself anymore, and when my classmate saw me, she offered to help. But she did more then what she said she would, and I'm very gratefull for that. Uptill now, the tests went well to my oppinion, I won't mention any grades though, cuz they might sound wierd to you sweatdrop
Ahh, I'm finally gonna go to an event I really REALLY wanted to visit! I've been waiting for this for two years, ever since the first time my best friend told me about it. Sunday next week, we'll be going there together, to the Elf Fantasy Fair heart From what she told me, it has everything I've ever wanted to see, and the name's pretty clear to what it's like 3nodding Plenty of fantasy figures, the entire fair will be set to look like the dark ages. I saw some pictures of last year, pictures of two knights dueling with lances. It looked so amazing!
Here's a site with some pictures of last year:
*clicky*
I can't wait till we go! heart heart
PurIy · Thu Apr 14, 2005 @ 10:56pm · 1 Comments |
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I had another one of those deja-vu moments...
I think about him every day heart And today was no different.
I was simply sitting in class, thinking about my love, and then I imagined him sitting behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist, and at the same moment the teacher asked for someone to read a bit from a book. Every word she said I remembered.
About a year ago, shortly after I joined gaia, I had dreamt or imagined the same thing... though at that time I had no idea I'ld get a bf, let alone that it would be that most wonderfull guy heart
PurIy · Thu Feb 03, 2005 @ 05:43pm · 2 Comments |
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Just a silly listing of my random signature XP |
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Yeah, why not. I'll write my story here 3nodding Of the original Purly that is sweatdrop
Comments are welcomed, and if you think an edit is needed, please quote and line in red what you think should change 3nodding
And please, if you don't like the story, please keep it to yourself stare
The update's below!
(20/11/2004):
Purly sat on the edge of her bed, sewing her hat, deep in thought. Today's her last day in her village. The elves had set her sentence. The day she'ld turn 18 she would be forced to leave the village, never to return.
All of this because she was the child of a wizard and an elf. She sighed. Why did the elves hate the wizards so much? She looked down at her hat. The wizards would probably hate the elves just as much. That's why she was making a wizard outfit for herself. She would be exiled, and the only place she could go to now was Livera, wizard capital of Avarda, neighbouring country of the elves. She looked out the window, thinking back.
As a child she was outside the forest, admiring the flowers. There she met a young boy, friendlier than anyone she had ever met. He shared a flower he had picked earlier with her. But his father pulled him away from her.
She hoped there would be more people like him in Livera. Otherwise her fate would not be pretty. She finished the last stitch. Her father had often told her about the past, his happy days with her mother. But shortly after Purly was born, the borderguards had captured her, and she was executed.
"Hey! Purly!" She looked outside. There was Kaydo, a young warrior for the elven army. The best junior swordsman, to her oppinion. He was waving happily. She smiled and walked out to meet him. "So? All set for tomorrow?" Kaydo asked shyly. She nodded. "Uhuh. Though I wish I could stay a bit longer." Kaydo blushed abit. "You know I'll miss you right?" He asked softly. She laughed. "Yeah I do! You big ol' softy." She hugged him. "Ahem!" There stood the leader of the junior army. Kaydo quickly stepped back, still blushing slightly. "You know you're not allowed to talk to her." The leader spoke in a serious tone. "Y-yes sir." Kaydo replied. He turned to face his leader. Soon his face turned to a smile. "I'll let it slip just this once, because it's her last day here." The leader said smiling. "Now hurry up, it's time for our training." He turned and walked of. "Yes sir!" Kaydo replied happily, and followed. "Bye Purly!" He called and disappeared from view.
The next day came faster than she had wanted it to. She didn't want to leave yet. But at the exit of the forest village, all the villagers had gathered to lead her out. And not nearly as many people looked as though they would be happy with her departure. Almost everyone kindly smiled at her. Over the years many had bonded with her. But everyone knew you couldn't go against the rules. So everyone came to say goodbye.
She tied her white mage cape around her shoulders and put on her large white wizard hat. She smiled at all the people. The elder stood in the middle of the croud. He was looked surprisingly young. He too smiled at her. "Though the war between our races is in the past, the rules must still be followed." He said. "I hope you'll find a good life among the wizards. Farewell, Purly." She nodded and left without another glance at her village.
Not long after she reached the border of Avarda, near the city of Livera. She tucked her hair and ears under her oversized hat and nervously approached the guards. They stopped her, and demanded proof that she was a wizard. She thought for a second, and remembered the day she first found out her magical powers.
It was winter, and her father was out getting wood for the fire. He's not the strongest of elves, that's one of the reasons he became a tailor. He was chopping wood outside the house, and had injured himself. Purly had rushed toward him, and the instant she touched his wound her hand lit up and the wound had healed.
She slowly raised her hand and again it started glowing strongly. The guards saw that as enough proof, and let her through. After a short walk she reached the buzy city of Livera. It wasn't hard to see this was capital of the wizard world. Most of the people wore similar clothes to hers, and many of the shops displayed large varieties of wizarding supplies. She wandered the streets, and the sun started to set. She had to find a place to sleep soon, but she had no money. She came across a small tavern. The nameplate over the door said 'Elf Song Tavern'. It surprised her that a tavern bearing that name existed in such a place. Yet, when she came inside, nothing seemed different. Most customers were wizards. The owner spotted the new customer and came to greet her. "Welcome to my humble tavern! What can I offer you? A hot meal? Or perhaps a comfortable room to spend the night?" He asked eagerly. She looked at him. "I'm sorry, but, I don't have any money." She said sadly. Suddenly her hair slipped from under her hat, and the long pink locks flowed down her shoulders. The owner seemed to notice sooner than she had. His eyes widened for a second. "That's ok." He said, to her surprise. "You can stay here for free, but just for tonight. Consider yourself our special guest." He spoke softly. She gratefully accepted, and he led her to a sepperate room in the back of the tavern.
(21/11/2004):
The next morning a maid knocked hard on the door. "Wake up!" She yelled. "You gotta be outa here by 10 o' clock you know!" She continued along the other rooms. Purly got up and walked to the main room of the tavern. There she heard this beautiful female voice, singing a song of love for an elf. She stood there listening, and it reminded her of stories her father used to tell her, about his love for a young wizard: her mother, Elza. The tavern's owner saw her and approached her, guiding her to a table away from the crowd, and they sat down. "Beautiful, isn't it?" he said staring of to the fireplace on the other side of the room. Purly nodded. "So many people come her just to hear her sing." the owner continued. "She began coming here about 18 years ago. Her song's the reason for this tavern's name." Purly looked up. Could this be...
The door of the tavern opened and a young man dressed in light armor and expensive clothes stepped in. "Elza... I came to hear your voice one last time." He spoke softly.
Purly recognized him immediately. She walked up to him and said: "You! You're that young boy!" He smiled softly. Yeah, he was, the boy she met long ago. Suddenly a young woman's figure appeared beside her. "Welcome, Lord Rohan." the woman said. with a kind voice. The young man looked at her. "Elza... This is her, isn't it?" He asked. Purly looked at the spirit. "Elza?" She said, slightly surprised. "You're my mother?" The spirit nodded, and turned to Rohan. "This is her, my daughter Purly." She said and smiled. "Purly, this is Rohan, Lord of Livera." She bowed slightly and disappeared. "I'll leave you two alone to talk..." Her voice faded to nothing. They walked back to the table in the back. The tavern's owner had gone back to his job, but he did leave two plates with breakfast. "Lord of Livera, huh?" Purly said. "Former." Rohan replied. "About 5 years ago, the old Lord Bardley passed away. The man responsible for your mother's death. I was chosen to be the next Lord, and I was only 13. I was still too young to rule on my own, so they apointed a councilor. That was Eion, a black mage. He hated the elves more than Bardley had ever done, and he was so smart, and had gathered enough followers. He overthrew me a few months ago. I fear Eion will start a war against the elves. That's why I'm leaving Avarda, to form a band of all races and to come back and defeat Eion before he can put his plans into action."
(29/12/2004):
Rohan got up from the table. "We'd better leave now." He said and started for the door. Purly got up as well. "Whereto?" She asked. Rohan turned his head. "Away from here," He said, "away from Avarda. If Eion get's wind that you're here, he'll send every guard out to capture you."
Purly pulled her hood over her head as they walked down the streets to the eastern exit of town. Only now did she notice the people stare at her, as if she was some sort of monster. Noone dared talk to her or even get near her, because they all knew that hanging out with elves could cost you your life. Purly turned her head to look behind her, and accidentally bumped into the guard standing besides the exit of town. She took a step back and looked up with big frightened eyes into the angry face of the guard. "What do you think you're doing?!" The guard snarled. "Leave her be!" Rohan said to the guard, and threw a stern look at Purly. "She's with me. She'll be punished when we get home." He grabbed her arm and pulled her away from the guard and through the exit. He released her hand when they were far away from the city and looked back at her. "You have to be more carefull, miss Purly. These guards can tell wether you're a slave or not. You were lucky this time." Purly nodded and they continued heading east.
The guard followed them untill he could no longer see them, then headed for the castle. In the main throneroom, Eion was pasing. The guard took to one knee and turned his face to the floor. "My lord." He spoke. Eion stopped pasing and stared at the guard, anoyance written all over his face. "What is it?" The guard lifted his head and said: "A new elf passed through town, sir. But... There was something odd about her. When she bumped into me-" "Yes" Eion said, turning his head toward the window. "I felt it too. It must be her." He grinned slightly. "I need her. Tighten security around the borders. Make sure noone leaves this country unseen, and send out searchparties. Capture her, alive." The guard turned his face back to the floor. "Yes my lord." He said and left.
The sun started setting, and Rohan and Purly had ventured deep into the forest near the border of Avarda. They were looking for a place to sleep but with little luck. Rohan climbed a steep hill that rose over the forest, and stared down the horison, hoping to see a shed or a house of some kind. Purly joined him and stood close the the edge of a slope. She stood on the tips of her toes, thinking she spotted the tower of a castle just behind a hill in the distance. No sooner did she turn to tell Rohan the good news, or the ground below her collapsed and she fell, or rather, slided down the slope with a stream of mud and rocks.
She got up, dazed, and started cleaning off her robe, when she heard a horse approach. She jumped to hide behind the nearest tree, but fell. As she tried to get up, the horse stopped beside her and the rider held out his hand to help her up. She looked up confused, and took his hand.
"Stop right there!" Rohan held up his blade to the rider's chest. "You let her go, right now." He growled angrilly. The rider calmly got of his horse, and pushed the sword down with his hand. "No need for violence, sir. I was merely helping this lady up." Rohan kept his eye on him. "Let me introduce myself. I am sir Algo, a knight living in this here forest. I do not often see visitors here."
Rohan sheathed his sword again. "I'm very sorry, sir. Please understand I'm only trying to protect her. I am Rohan of Livera, and this is Purly." Algo took Purly's hand. "A pleasure to meet such a fair lady." Purly smiles, and asked: "Are you not offended by the fact that my hair's pink and my ears are long?" Algo laughed. "I'm not like most of the inhabitants of Avarda. I do not go by Eion's law. I could care less what breed you are."
"Pardon my rudeness," Rohan interrupted. "But could we spend the night at your castle? We still have a long road to travel." "But ofcourse" Algo awnsered. "Where are you headed?" He asked while they traveled to his castle. "Away from Avarda. That's all I know now." Rohan spoke softly. Algo looked down at him from his horse. "Why's that?" He asked. Rohan filled him in on what had happened in Livera.
(15/25/2005):
The next day the three of them set off on foot towards the border of Avarda, only a short distance away from Algo's castle. No sooner had they reached the edge of the forest or a huge purple glowing barrier rose up toward the skies. "It is as I feared." Rohan said. Eion has noticed your presence. He's doing everything he can to keep you from escaping." Purly moved closer to the barrier and looked up to it's seemingly endless height. She turned back to the others and smiled slightly. "This isn't foolproof." She said beconning them to come closer. She turned to the barrier once again, extended her hands and a bright white barrier formed like a dome over their heads. Purly slowly advanced toward the barrier, untill it and hers met. Purple flames seemed to engulf the white sphere as it slowly passed through the barrier. Once on the other side, Purly released her barrier and collapsed.
A guard and a mage stood quietly at their post along the magic barrier. Suddenly the mage looked up with a jolt, and the guard turned to face him with question in his eyes. "What happened?" He asked. The mage took a few steps toward the direction where he felt the energy disturbance. "Something touched the barrier." He said, studying the barrier as if it would stir again at any moment. The guard looked in the same direction. "We'ld better go check it out then. Though it's probably nothing more than some animal. It's always the same old song." He put his hand on the shoulder of the mage, and they teleported away.
Rohan and Algo looked down at Purly. "You could've warned us about that, you know!" Rohan said with a hint of panic in his voice. Purly smiled again slightly. Rohan kneeled down to pick her up, but Algo pulled him away into the cover of bushes. Purly noticed their action and squeezed her eyes closed awaiting what would happen. A few moments later the guard and mage appeared near the barrier where the trio passed through. The mage looked up and touched the barrier, examining it for scars of the disturbance, and the guard pased around looking for someone or something that could've passed through. Purly held her breath as the footsteps of the guard came closer... and then faded again. The guard had walked back to the mage and shook his head. "Told you it was just some animal!" He sighed, and in an instant the two were gone again.
Purly opened her eyes and looked around her. Rohan and Algo crawled out of the bushes and looked surprised. Purly pushed herself up to her knees. "What the?" She said confused. "How ever did that guy miss me?" Rohan helped her up. "You mean you don't know?" He said, equally surprised and exited at what happened. Purly shook her head. "You disappeared, Purly. You became invisible!" Algo nodded his head to confirm it. "All I did was close my eyes and..." Purly stammered. "That's all and well," Algo said, "but we have to get moving. The border is heavilly guarded, as you both saw, so we're better off getting as far away as we can." Purly and Rohan nodded. Algo picked up Purly and they started on their way to the nearest city.
They passed the portal and entered the streets of a city as white as snow, all the buildings where plastered white, protecting them from the sun's hot rays. The closer they got to the town center, the clearer the beatifull voice could be heard over the busstle on the streets. They were drawn to it, as if by magic, and soon they stood listening to the songs. A beautiful woman with long flowing golden hair, yet she was dressed in travelers clothes. She sang her songs while a somewhat odd looking young man flew slighty above the heads of the crowd collecting coins for her. He landed in front of the trio holding out his hat filled with the shining metal coins. He had small wings that noone would have thought possesed the ability to fly, wore a tight deepblue suit and had bright yellow spikey hair. He saw the way they looked at the woman as she sung, and a glint appeared in his eye. He pulled Rohan close to him and said: "You like her don't you?" Rohan's face turned red. The boy smirked. "I knew it. Why not help her out of her problems? Hmm? You see, she's poor, and this is the only way she can make money, but hardly anyone can afford to give her anything in this dusty old town. You on the other hand, you look like you're rich." He tapped Rohan's armor. "You can donate some gold coins, can't you?" Rohan stroked his pouch. "Yeah, i guess... but..." He stuttered. "Good!" The boy replied and grabbed the pouch and held it up to his face. "..." Purly and Algo looked at him angrilly, and Algo took a step forward to stop him in his tracks, but the young man just stood there looking at the pouch. He sighed. "What am I doing?" He asked himself. "I can't force people to give up their money." He lowered the pouch and threw it back to Rohan. "I'm very sorry, please forgive me." He said ashamed. He made his way through the crowd who were still watching and listening to the woman. He motioned toward an inn on the other side of the street. "Let me make it up to you." He said, as they entered the inn. He held up three fingers to the innkeeper, and he nodded and walked upstairs. "My name's Jordi." The young man started, as they sat down at a table. "I'm an angelic, but you probably already saw that by my tiny wings huh?" He said half jokingly. Purly looked at him. "I've never heard of angelics. Are they like angels?" Jordi nodded. "Yeah, we're the angels' decendants. No angels appear on earth anymore, not with the tention between the wizards and the other races."
(11/02/2005):
They talked a while, and while they did, Jordi never let his eyes off of Purly. She felt slightly shy, and tried to avoid his gaze. Then the innkeeper returned, nodding to Jordi and going back to his place behind the bar. Jordi got up. "Right, it seems our rooms are ready. Shall we head to bed?" He turned and started to walk towards the stairs, but Purly stopped him. "Why are you being so kind to us?" She asked. Jordi looked at her and smirked slightly. "That's just how I am." He said and continued up the stairs.
That night Jordi sat in the window next to his bed, staring up at the stars. Why did he get such a funny feeling when he first laid eyes on her? What's so special about her? He swung his legs out the window and floated down to the ground and walked a while until through the dark streets until he stepped out of the shadows cast by the moon. He noticed it shone brighter than usual, and turned his head to look down the well-lit street. There stood an angel, draped in white with long flowing blonde hair. Jordi stared at her, not moving, stunned by her beauty. "She is the one." The angel spoke with a heavenly voice. Jordi opened his mouth, wanting to ask many questions, but couldn't produce a single sound. "Take good care of her." The angel smiled softly and disappeared as a cloud covered the moon's light. Jordi stood there for a few more moments, looking at the place the angel once stood. "Yes..." he whispered, and headed back to the inn.
The next morning, when Purly and co. were just about to leave, Jordi rushed down the stairs carrying a bag containing his few belongings. "Wait, I'm coming with you." Rohan looked at him. "But doesn't that singer need your help?" He asked. Jordi shook his head. "Nah, she'll be fine without me. I have to go with you." Purly and Rohan exchanged glances. "It's fine by me." Purly said. "The more the merrier. We need all the help we can get." Jordi smiled thankfully.
While they walked along the road to the next town, Algo spoke up. "We have to start gathering allies if we hope to stand a chance against Eion." "Yes." Rohan replied. "But Eion's taken careful steps not to let any news leak out of the country. It'll be hard finding people that believe us." Algo stared ahead, trying to find a way to convince the people of their cause. "You know," Jordi interrupted, "We're not far away from Mirq. The royal family there is very popular among the people, and they are peace-loving people. They also used to have close ties to the Lord of Avarda. If they hear of Eion's plans I'm sure they'll help us." Rohan looked ahead. "Yes you're right. I'm sure they'll listen to me." Jordi looked at him confused. "What do you mean, 'listen to me'? Do you think you, on your own, can convince a royal family to cooperate?" Rohan turned and smiled at him. "Yes I do, actually, but your help would definitely make it easier." Only now did Jordi notice the emblem on Rohan's armor. "You're not... No way, you can't be." He muttered. Rohan looked at him curiously. "Why couldn't I be?" He asked. "Well, you see." Jordi started. "Word spread that the former Lord had been assassinated by elves, for the crimes of his predecessor." Algo frowned. "Yet another one of Eion's tricks to fool the people into following him." Jordi smiled. "Well, this'll make things a lot easier. Lets hurry to Mirq. We still have a few days to travel."
Eion frowned. "Are you sure?" He asked. The figure sitting in the window nodded, softly petting the crow sitting on his knee. "The crows never lie." He replied. "Very well." Eion said, crossing his arms and staring across the room. "You may go now. I need to think." The figure got up and the crow flew out the window. "Yes, my lord." He said and left. At the entrance to the throne room a young woman stood in the shadow, listening in on the conversation. After the figure had left, she cautiously entered the room, keeping her distance from Eion, and spoke up. "Father." She said. Eion looked up, but didn't turn his head to face her. "What do you want, halfling?" He said in a toneless voice. The woman frowned slightly, as he once again refused to look at her. But she was determined to get his attention. "Father, I may have a way to get that half elf to surrender." Still he looked ahead of him. "How dare you eavesdrop on me?" He said slightly angry. "I'm sorry father," she replied, "but I'm sure I can do it. I will capture her for you." Eion laughed. "Do you really think a mongrel like yourself can take on a job like that, without messing up horribly?" The woman clenched her fists. "Though I may be half elf, I also have your blood running through my veins. I can handle this." "Very well." Eion replied. "Do what you want. You know the price of failure, and I won't make an exception for you." He left the room, brushing past her without even once making eye contact.
They stopped at the gate, staring up at the town, which was built on the foot of a hill. At the very top the castle stood, impressively large, yet giving off a peaceful atmosphere. They entered the town, walking up the road leading to the castle gates, and the streets were awkwardly empty, not a soul was found. Finally, as they reached the castle, the gates opened and a servant was waiting to guide them to the main hall. Even here things seemed awfully quiet, even though there were some servants and maids walking about. Noone spoke a word, until finally the princess walked into the room and greeted them kindly. "Welcome to Mirq Castle, Lord Rohan." She curtsied. "What brings you and your companions to such a far of place?" "Your majesty," Jordi said hastily, bowing for her. "We need to talk to the king. We need your assistance. You see, Lord Eion..." The princess looked at him, annoyed by his interruption and replied: "I'm sorry but the king and queen are out of the country. But I'm curious. What's the matter with Lord Eion? Surely nothing is wrong with such a fine leader, who takes such good care of his followers!" Jordi looked up, surprised. "Lady Carlene," Rohan spoke, "I think you have been misinformed. Lord Eion is trying to lead the wizards in a war against the elves, and possibly the other races as well. Miss Purly and I are trying to gather forces against him." "Enough!" Carlene said. "You have no right to speak about him like this. You are an outcast now, Rohan, and as much as I like to remain on good terms with you, I cannot allow you to tell such lies about Lord Eion. I suggest you leave now." The party turned and walked out of the castle, and Lady Carlene returned to her chamber. One of the servants grabbed Purly by her arm and whispered something in her ear, and she turned to follow Carlene upstairs.
"I wonder why she's acting like this." Jordi said, scratching the back of his head as they walked down the road again. "I bet it's your disrespectful way of speaking that put her off." Algo snuffed. Rohan just stared ahead of him. "Anyway..." Algo continued. "Let's find a place to spend the night. We'll try to reason with her in the morning." Jordi sighed and nodded.
Purly stood in the doorway of the princess' chamber. "You wanted to talk to me, your highness?" Carlene turned to face her. "Yes..." She replied slowly. "Please, come in." Purly nervously took a few steps forward. Carlene squinted her eyes and smirked, and within moments the chandelier had come crashing down on Purly.
"...ley... ...Marley..." She slowly opened her eyes, but everything was faded and foggy. "Miss Marley, are you alright?" She looked around, trying to find the source of the voice. A servant sat besides her, bent over her. "Wh... where am I?" She asked, still dazed. "Thank god." The servant replied. "There has been an accident, miss Marley. The chandelier..." She interrupted him. "Marley?... But I'm..." The servant hushed her. "Don't try to talk, miss Marley. Get some rest, and I'll go get a doctor to check you over. I think you might have a bit of a concussion." She watched him as he left, then laid back on the bed, closing her eyes. "What happened?... Marley... but, my name's... Purly..."
"I see." She heard a dark voice say. She opened her eyes and saw a bearded man stand over her. "She seems to be a bit confused. You were right, son, she probably has a mild concussion, maybe a case of temporary memory loss, but I cannot find any serious injuries." He put his tools back into his bag and got up. "Make sure she gets lots of rest, and don't let her talk to too many people at once, or her condition might worsen." The servant bowed to the doctor and led him out of the room.
Dinner was served in the nearly empty inn. Rohan and Algo ate their food quietly, and Jordi just played with it a little, staring across the table and out the window. "I wonder what's taking Purly so long..." He thought out loud. Algo looked up from his plate. "I'm sure she'll come soon, kid. She's probably just having a little chitchat with the princess, that's all." Rohan took another bite, not looking up. Jordi noticed his absentmindedness. "Rohan, is everything alright?" He said worriedly. Finally Rohan looked up. "It's probably nothing." He said and continued eating. Jordi and Algo looked at each other. "Mind sharing your thoughts?" Algo asked. Rohan put down his fork. "It's just... how Carlene reacted. She's usually a very soft and kind person. I guess she's easily fooled by Eion's lies for her to react so strongly." "We'll just have to convince her, and she'll be back to her old self, I'm sure." Jordi said and finished his meal.
She looked at the servant as he brought in her dinner. "Why do you call me Marley? That's not who I am, I'm Purly, I came here to..." The servant smiled and said: "Miss Marley, please just relax, we'll nurse you back to health, so you can once again be Lady Carlene's right hand. She's been very kind to you. She's giving you the best there is to help you recover. You're a lucky lady, miss." He quietly left the room. She sat up, taking her plate and silently sipping her soup, deep in thought. "Am I really... did I dream all that? Those people... They must've been visitors... But then, why do I know their names?" After the servant had come back and taken the dishes away, Lady Carlene appeared in the doorway. "How are you?" She said softly. "I've been so worried about you, Marley. They told me what happened." She walked in and sat in a seat near the bed. "You must feel terrible." The princess looked at her sadly, but somehow she could see a strange glint in her eye. "Rest now." The princess said as she got up. "We're leaving for Livera tomorrow morning. I need you by my side then." She said and left the room.
Jordi once again sat in the window of their chamber, and looked at the castle on the hill, with the windows lighting up against the dark night sky. "She still hasn't returned..." He said worriedly. Behind him, Algo and Rohan stood, following his gaze. Rohan nodded. "Maybe we should check it out?" "No, I don't believe there's a need to. She's probably just spending the night. Remember it would be rude to decline a princess' offer. Let's rest and visit the castle first thing tomorrow morning."
Carlene stared into her mirror, smirking slightly and touches it softly with her finger, making the glass ripple like water. The reflection fades and changes into the shape of a familliar face. "Father... I'll bring her to you tomorrow. Noone will know she's gone, not even herself..."
PurIy · Sat Nov 20, 2004 @ 11:04pm · 0 Comments |
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First time I write in my journal, and I know exactly what to write about.
I've been shopping yesterday, and I got myself a really nice hanger, a small cross with 5 black stones, and a silver ring with 7 purple stones. I'm going back today to check for more stuff and to buy one of those plastic tubelike necklaces to match my hanger. 3nodding
On Gaia I'm going through yet another clothing fase blaugh . Right now I've combined half an elf suit with other things I like to wear. Looks pretty good if you ask me. I'm waiting to get rated to see if others like it as much as I do.
Also, I've gotten the crazy idea of dressing the most handsome bishounen I can draw in the clothes I'm wearing right now. (I'm a girl, just so you know). I'm wearing a black longsleeve with a red/orange dragon on it, and jeans where the front is made of black suede like stuff. I'm gonna make him wear my new necklace too 3nodding It's gonna look great, I know it heart
PurIy · Sat Oct 02, 2004 @ 12:36pm · 6 Comments |
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Me (first try)
