Myths Of The Realm の小説・ストーリー

I muttered gulping in air. "Well, what happened with you!!" The guy who had helped me asked. "I can't really say but a beast attacked me while I was foraging for food" I replied hoping they bought my lie. "A beast??? What do you mean by a beast??" Someone asked amongst the others. "According to ancient myths, there lives a beast in the deepest part of the forest, they are called the RAGUS. It's just a myth and no one has ever come across it" A girl in glasses explained.

Elle muttered to herself as she went in search of the books she wanted, she moved into the fantasy/paranormal section, she walked around for sometime before she came across a book that said "Aether world" She picked it up and scanned it, it talked about two realms that were once together. She quickly scanned the book once more, she saw names like halflings, faires, humans and a lot of weird things she saw in the other realm. The book said "fiction" in bold letters but she took it anyway. She made to sit down and read it there but she decided against that and walked to the librarian "I'll take this with me" she said as she placed the book on the desk.

- Entalia (Werewolves and Lycans realm) - Dragomair (Dragons realm) - Magicax (Witches and charmed realm) - Fairfield (Fay - fairies realm) - Varonix (Vampires realm) - Earth (Human realm) - Pure Field (Werebears realm) - Sage (Were foxes and other shifters realm) I was on my way to finish and sign the treaty. The meeting was boring as always, so much arguing between councilors. Soon, new agreements were presented and signed by all eight rulers, and we headed toward the private bar area for refreshments.

"You may sit Mr. Wilson. How about you Ms. Kingston? Why don't you tell us something about your book ?" I stood up and wetted my lips while looking at the cover of the book in question. "It's called the Myth of The Broken Throne." "Very well, what's it about? "It's starting with the history of the supernaturals and the birth of the werewolves. The Cerulean clan and the Royals --" "I guess you still don't know what the myth is about." "No, I don't. " "Then what have you thought about the book till now? Did you get any interesting mystery, you would like to share with us?"

I know what he is driving at, even though he is reluctant to say it out loud. But the more I think about it, the more absurd it sounds. “So you think the black mist that killed Helen is the same one from the so-called book of Udbhava? Helios…it’s a folklore, a myth that grandparents tell their children on a cold winter’s night for fun and entertainment.” He rubs his chin. “Sometimes, myths come from legends, and legends from history that have long been forgotten.” I have to chuckle. “So I have somehow inherited the black mist that corrupted the world’s first Luna? Helios, this is getting ridiculous –“

grumbled Queen Miranda immensely restlessly as well as uneasily. “According to the so-called ‘myth’, the ten greatest powers can merely be achieved and attained from the immensely deep, true, as well as sincere love, Queen Miranda...” explained one of the senior veterans. Being very old already, he didn’t set off to the battlefield anymore. “Only so-called ‘myth’ again... Honestly and frankly, I don’t really believe in that so-called ‘myth’ anymore. It’s just a legend, a myth, a fairy-tale which isn’t actually true...” grumbled Queen Miranda again.

Joanna asked, moving back to his side. He smiled. "Jasmine needs to go to the dragon realm," he said and carefully turned the pages of the book until he found the page he wanted. To me, he said, "Your mom created realms for the creatures of the seven magics after she defeated Sharra the first time. You know that?" he asked. "Of course." It was taught at the Academy, though I'd never heard of a dragon realm. Just add that to the list of things I didn't know existed, including an angel realm.

I am afraid but I must fuel my curiosity. My fingers trail over books as I use my eyes to search. “History of the Great Wars. Wolf-Clan Genealogies.” Useless!! In a corner, I find a smaller shelf with older, cracked bindings. One title stands out: Creatures of Myth and Scarcity. I pull it free, coughing at the plume of dust, and sink to the floor in a pool of blue velvet. I open it. Swan Mythology. It is exactly what I am looking for.

She did. It was instructions for a ritual, and it contained an unfamiliar version of an old myth Allorah had been told when she was small. The essence of it was that in a time of great peril, the inhabitants of her island had somehow managed to bridge the gap between their world and the Other, the realm of dragon warriors. They had enlisted the help of several of these fierce denizens, and through their efforts, had triumphed over the evil that plagued their land. It was a common story, and one of Allorah's favorites, but the scroll seemed to suggest that, impossibly, the tale was more than mere myth. In confusion, she went to Dannonae and insisted that she explain.

"What is it?" "Those are the seven realms," He picked up one of the stones and grazed his finger over it. They locked eyes momentarily before Lucian continued speaking, "The realm of the dragons, the realm of the giants, the ice realm, the realm of fire, the realm of water, earth realm, and the realm of the dead." Katherine thought back to the tales Eleanor would tell her about the never ended conflict between the ice realm and realm of fire.