Old Tagalog Novels & Stories

"Your name is pretty unique. What does it mean because Saiora is something I've never heard before?" "It means golden one in the old tongue," I hesitantly nodded my head. I wasn't quite sure what the old tongue was. "The old tongue. It's the language spoken amongst Supernatural communities. It's not as popular as it used to be but you'll hear it in spells. It's usually mixed in with some Latin too," Saiora caught on to my confusion and explained the information I lacked. "Thanks for explaining. I'm not really well versed in all this Supernatural business. I really have a lot to learn," I giggled softly.

Bakas kasi sa mga ito ang pagiging highclass. "Hi, hija." an old lady greeted her. Bumaling siya rito at ngumiti nang tipid. Kahit matanda na ito, hindi pa rin halata dahil sa pagiging magara nito. "Hello ma'am?" magalang na bati niya pabalik.

i said dapat lang nila marinig no ako nahihirapan sila nag papahinga lang? " dapat sa sunod kung balik dito, gising ka na ha? Sasama ka pa sa plano ko, magtutunggali pa tayo" i said agad akung napatawa stupid eresh. stupid. May kumatok at binuksan ang pinto "Hija uminom ka muna nito" the old woman said tinanggap ko iyon, wala namn sigurong lason to "Nasaan ho pala ang magulang niya?" I ask.

Pero ang salitang nakaukit sa punong 'to ay simbolo ng pagkakaibigan naming binuo ng nakalipas na ilang taon. *Flashback* "Paaaa. Pasan mo 'ko. Please" paglalambig ko kay Papa habang binabaybay namin ang malawak na kagubatan. Naisipan kasi nila Mama na pumunta kami sa probinsya nila. At ngayon kasama ang mga kamag-anak ko ay papunta kami sa isang ilog na nasa dulo ng gubat. "Sabihan mo muna si Papa ng Iloveyou." masayang wika ni Papa saka lumuhod sa harapan ko.

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An unfamiliar discomfort stirred somewhere beneath my ribs. I buried it quickly. “Some of these texts were written in the Old Tongue. I have little doubt that Orrosta is an Old Tongue word as well,” I continued evenly. “Very few people are still capable of interpreting it correctly. Fragments like these are easy to misread, especially after centuries of damage and careless copying.” Scarlett lifted her head, a fragile spark of hope returning to her eyes. “People like who?” I regarded her in silence for a moment before answering.

Siya pala ang nasa panganib! The old woman's agility was unexpected. Kanina lang, animo isang mahinang matanda lamang ang pagkilos nito. She clawed at her with long pointed nails, looking like sharp talons of a wild cat. "Nawala na ang anak ko, mawawala pa ba ang kayamanan na dapat ay sa akin lang? Magsisisi ang lalaking iyon kung bakit ginusto pa niyang lumabas ng bilangguan na bagay lang na pagbulukan sa kanya!"

thanks to her for saving me that day. ********** A/N: 'Tangina' is a curse word usually used by Filipinos to express anger or any other emotion. A common term nowadays and is used to sound punk and cool in the Philippines. It originally meant "a bitch mother" if translated verbally. The male lead of the story here is a mafioso or gangster, so the word suits him as an expression. It is a vulgar cuss word in the Philippines that could be associated with words like fuck, shit, bitch, and other curse words.

He raised his brows, and the lines appeared on his face. "I am Te-uhk, son of old Ala'kun. A healer and a keeper of the wisdom. It is a pleasure meeting you, lady," "Tagar?" more questions. I'm starting to hate this place already. "I assume humans' knowledge of our kind has dwindled over the centuries of not mingling. That is comforting to know." He chuckled, "Tagar, the moon's anointed from the old Agon - an ancient language - is the tribe's name. We are called Tagaron."

Johnny smiled again, finally relieved that she got his point. He let go of her to offer his hand again for a shake. “Let's just repeat the introduction, but let's make it better this time.” “I am Johnny Geronimo. Sixteen years old and a freshman Philosophy student from the city.” •|• Illinoisdewriter •|• DICTIONARY * Tatay — refers to father or grandfather in Filipino; as for this chapter, it pertained to father. * Baile — refers to the gathering of people in the plaza to dance or socialize.