Medieval Oc の小説・ストーリー

The church ticked—the old stone’s way of breathing. Frank spoke carefully. “Sulcatum… ploughed, or furrowed. Speculum is mirror. Sacculus… purse, pouch, a… sack. Repdetrious—I don’t know. It isn’t classical. It might be an invented declension. Or mediaeval. Or… wrong on purpose.” He swallowed. “You think this is—”

They vigorously joined. “War!”Alminah confirmed. In the large valley of old England, in the midst of two fertile rivers, the large group of people of Teuton tribes pitch their tents. They somehow live in peace at first but time past, many had happened which enraged them to fight for a cause for many generations. They were referred as the barbarians by those elite people. *** In the baron court, just when the sun had risen up its glory in the sky, the king, lords, vassals, knights, elite people and his counselors gathered to hear a forum about what they shall do with the Chief of the barbarians.

M’chak Owan Sòlas Verion Veron Bouron Velara " Viraghon Menyr Ankar " V’ron Lucôs Menlenar Gordar Goran Kelar Nolor " Gratar Dasea IV Nesmenia " Gor Eron Manar " Gronan Menrath III Nezea Télà Balac Bramêth Ozwan " Teran Illias Òscathar

I turn to see Acre, Sky, my mother and father and grandma Beth all standing around us, the latter three had burn marks around their necks from where the silver collars were, "Ocean, hold tight to Desert, only you can channel her powers, the rest hold hands" We all do as Lanna has instructed us and Lanna starts whispering words that sound like a chant as we stood watching the battle before us, the noise starts to dim, a light above the battle starts to decend and eventually we can see or hear anything, until a sweet voice hums a tune, calming us, then it whispers, "You have done so well, the bond of family is strong, remember to be as one",

I took a slice of pizza and bit into it, "So, what've you got so far?" "Okay…" Kyle drank from the coke bottle and placed it on the coffee table. He hit a few keys on his keyboard and said, "According to G****e, Medieval literature is any work written in Latin or the vernacular between c. 476-1500 CE, which includes philosophy, religious treaties, legal texts and works of the imagination." I typed the words his spoke into my laptop as he spoke, "So, we start with that before moving to the medieval romance." "Exactly." He looked at me, eating from his pizza slice. "What do you feel romance in the Medieval times was like?"