He smirked and went in the deer's direction.
I swaggered down the brook's edge. In the air, there was a strange humming sound. It sounded like a swarm of bees buzzing around. After that, the buzzing moved to the granite beneath my feet. I felt a tingle that traveled up to my fingertips as it passed through my body. As I turned the bend, the source of the noise became apparent.
It was a raging torrent of water. At this distance, the wrinkled face of the mountain appeared to have silver tear tracks. It was tiered and sunk to the bottom of a turquoise pool. As I got closer, the cataract began to make more noise. It was rumbling and snarling at the same time. At the base, it foamed up into a lather. As I approached, the cascade seemed to blend into different threads of watery fabric. It looked like liquid silver was trickling down the rocks in a loom. The noise had become a cacophony. The spout slammed into the pool's enormous abyss like a t
Three towering men stood there; they were old, yet their long white hair, sweeping silver beard, and broad shoulders gave them the appearance of an ancient legend's wise ruler. Their eyes were set like coals that could suddenly burst into fire in their ancient face beneath enormous snowy brows, and they have the identical visage. In a whispered tone, I crouched behind Legolas' back and stated that they are the wizards serving this realm. They arrived after the attack a century ago, having served their purpose in the South. The evils poured with such intensity into the portals, resulting in an incredible victory for the evils and the fall of the Empire of South. He did not imply what the land was, but it controlled the Province, eliminating entire tribes and driving outsiders out. Áre, the one in the middle. Illumination was his ability, a spell that allowed him to see in the dark by casting a light from his staff. To the people of this r
Thousands of folks of the whole empire of Leafland have gathered out and all the foods were already prepared. Various types of creatures have been described as attractive, ancient, little, and mysterious. Lady Charlotte was dressed in a shamrock green gown with a column shape in her chamber at the palace. It's a slitted type, and it's constructed of a really large leaf, as you can see. It's a parallel venation, meaning the veins run parallel to the leaf's length without merging. Her dress has a semi-sweetheart neckline and simple heels with a flower design. Charlotte stood in front of a giant mirror with angel-like sculpture edges, enjoying the dazzling and exquisite green outfit she was now wearing. She stood beaming, thrilled at the final outcome, after several hours of measuring and making the outfit. The fairy tailor, a small woman of her age who was lovely with long brown hair and charming brown eyes, stood by her, glad to see her work bring a
"Rise and shine, lovely." a servant greeted Charlotte while walking down the halls going out. "Good day." she expressed in a curtseying bow with her dress. She was dressed in a long tunic with a yellow-colored that was made out of sunflower. According to their beliefs, high-class fashion for both men and women included close-fitting clothing, voluminous skirts, and long flaring sleeves. The chemise was made of linen, and over it was worn a long ankle-length tunic with shimmering linen yellows. Her hair was in a loose but covered style which made her more attractive. When she's already outside, Legolas notices her, he speaks up, but Charlotte ignores him. She kept walking and did not turn around until Legolas grabbed her shoulder, injuring Charlotte slightly as she turned to face Legolas. "Why do you just keep on ignoring me?" "I was chatting to you, but you weren't paying attention and didn't even glance at me." "I'm going somewhere, but please don't tell anyone and
There appeared to be no ending to the tunnel. All she realized was that, despite a few twists and turns, it was still moving down gradually and in the same path. Occasionally, she could see passages off to the side or feel them with her palm on the surface, as she can tell by the glitter of the stone. She didn't notice any of them save to speed through in horror of Lycans or partially dark monsters emerging from her. She proceeded on about, lower and lower, and yet still heard nothing save the odd buzzing sound of a bat near her ears, which shocked her at first and then soon grew too common to notice. She's not sure how much longer she went on like this, dreading to go on, afraid to stop, till she was exhausted. Seemed like it went on forever, all the way to today and even beyond. She dashed splash into the water, which was extremely cold, without warning. "Water?" she wondered, relieved. That drew her up sharply and quickly. She couldn't tell if it was mere
"What a surprise!" she exclaimed. "I have seemed to have properly resourced towards the other side of that one hill, right up to the edge of the territory much further than just?” she doubted,“Nevermind.” "As far as I recognize, that's the route that the palace has been? I just wish that I reach there pretty shortly; I'm sure they're looking for me." She continued on, out of the small high valley, over its brink, and onto the hills beyond, but rather an uneasy notion grew within her. She pondered if she should, now that she had the small glittering stone, a mysterious object she had discovered. When she heard voices, she had just made up her mind that it was her duty, that she had to turn back, and she was very unhappy about it. She came to a halt and listened. She crept forward slowly because it didn't sound like Lycans. She was strolling alongside a grassy route with a rocky barrier on the left; on the other side, the earth slope
“Sweet Lord, I wish you a good morning. I was told that you're summoning me.” Averiya greeted. “Likewise, it’s such a beautiful day… I'd want to ask you if you could inform the Head of theElven guard'that I'm summoning him. Tell him we'll meet at the top of the hill, near the palace, where the dandelions are.” “As you wish, My Lady. But would you mind if I will help you to dress first for it was winter…” Princess Charlotte stood in front of the mirror, enthralled by her new winter gown, created by Averiya, her fairy friend at the same time her servant. She is dressed in a stripped-down version, a white dress fashioned of the petals of a philadelphus flower. It's shiny and sparkling, and when it glistens, it looks like snow. The delicate blue and silver colors on the lower portion of the dress are ideal for incorporating snowflakes into her attire. She also has a flowing, wonderful cape with diamonds and sparkles, as well as a snow-white tint.
Meanwhile, Ithildin and Isilme together with the people they’re leading have already arrived at the deep ford they'll travel through with the hippogriffs and other animals, as hippogriffs can't fly during the wintertime. The rest of the pathway was almost completely obscured by snow, except steeples and towering trees. Beyond it, a track can take you to the wood's edge and the thick jungles bridge's entryway. But Ithildin had informed them that since the good spirits of the woods had abandoned it, it was now frequently used by the Lycans, and the mountain road itself, he was told, became tangled and extended to insurmountable swamps where the routes had long been forgotten. Its northern entrance always seemed to be far to the west of the Windy Mountain, leaving them with a long and laborious march south once they reached the opposite side.The abandoned Meriel Kingdom's edge drew closer to the territorial boundaries of the lengthiest Fairy River south of the other hill,
The path is lined with bare winter trees, whose breathing rises in visible plumes to meet the darkening cloudy sky. They were off again while the shadows were still long, with a chilling chill in the air bringing sharpness to the leaves, bejeweled with frost, and that crunch underneath. So they continued walking for another two hours, seeing nothing except snowy grass, daisies, birds, and dispersed trees, as well as tiny herds of red deer nibbling or sitting in the shade at noon. Averiya occasionally noticed the harts' horns protruding from the tall grass, and at first,mistook them for dead nearby trees.They continued forward after dusk and into the twilight beneath the pouring snow because they were so eager to press on since Isilme had instructed they should reach the woodland gate early before nightfall. As the lights were a littledimmed, one of them claimed he spotted a path towards the left direction, as well as the hazy silhouette of a large bear stalking i