The waiting game

Hey folks. Back again, so this past week I completed the reread  and sent the MFLI: The Kid  off to be edited as well as sent it off to my six beta readers. I find myself feeling anxious and nervous at the same time. Will they like it? Does it make sense? Did I keep my continuity together? Was it entertaining? I personally think it pretty good, But i'm admittedly bias. So now we wait. I know at least one of my readers has completed his first read, but is staying hush hush until  he has completed his second for a more analytical review. In the meantime I've been reading the WIP form a cohort http://odinsmusings.blogspot.com/ and started the MFLI: The Missing Short Story that's rolling around in my head. The Missing is intended to be Marcus first case that nearly got him killed and gave him the reputation of being resourceful and highly dependable among the upper class in Luimere.  In the weeks to come I will be sharing the SS with you all. As all ways thanks for reading.

Now for some thing completely random. Back in high school for my creative writing class I created my first world. With that world I created a history for each city. Being a gamer I ran a game putting my players in that world and over the years fleshed it out. Luimere is currently my forth and i decided to take all for and make them separate continents on the same planet. Anyway in the first world the Major trade Hub was a city  know as NuLief which translated to New Life. This was not the cities original name before it was known as Maji the mage city and was rule by the council of mages not by a queen. So years ago I started writing a short story explain the transition. And  I'm going to share a bit with you all today. This has only been seen by my wife.

Sample form "Elona's Tale"

             "You must not leave the forest. There are men out there and they wish to do harm to you. You must train your mind and your body to be strong, if you wish to leave and not worry. Now child eat your fruit and sleep, for your training begins.”

            These words were commonly spoken among the women of Abunlief; also known as the ladies of the forest. However, these were not the words told to Elona, the heiress to the throne, for she was told by her mother that she was to never leave the city, yet she must train to be the strongest warrior within it. And so she lived a life of routine, she would wake, eat, train, learn, and sleep. But like any young woman, one can’t always do as one is told. At night, she would use her trained abilities to sneak out of the city, with a small band of her dear friends. The troupe would always sneak to the line of the forest and stare from afar at the small farming town of Cirla, this town consisted of mostly men of whom the women of Abunlief had their children, and this place was also the trade post between Maji the mage city and Abunlief. On one particular night, however, things brought about change.

            “ Elona, are you not getting tired of doing this every other night, I mean all we do is stare at this place in hopes to see a man.”

            “True, and have we seen one yet?”

            “No, but I’m still not enjoying this very much.”

            “Then go home and stop bugging me, I feel lucky tonight”

At that moment, there was a loud scream from the north side of town.

Elona immediately drew her sword and ran in the direction of the sound. The others cried out to her not to go, but she did not listen, her only thought was to save whoever was in trouble.

            She came to a cautious halt and hid behind a barrel, only a few feet away from the situation. Before her, she saw a grotesque figure hovering over two fallen bodies, she recognized the creature as a bubear, a foul creature that would feed on both the living and the dead. It is said that a bubear’s touch will paralyze you, like striking fear in one’s heart. This hence the name “Boo! Bear” which later became, as it is known to this very day

 She heard the scream for help once more, “Well, now is the moment of truth, either I take this thing out, or that person and myself are going to die this night.”

With a war cry, she fired three of her hand crossbows bolts into the beast, followed by a full slash across its back. The bubear roared in pain and turned to strike her, she swiftly dodged its strike and countered by slashing its inner elbow, chopping off its right forearm. The creature lunged back screeching in agony, then suddenly caught ablaze. Elona paused, and as the Bubear fell to his burning death, she saw the boy captive with the glow of magic still around him. She moved over to him and held him while he caught his breath.

            “What is your name child?”

The boy looked up to see Elona’s green eyes and a circlet around her head covered in flowing white hair.

            “Meldoren” the boy whispered.

            “Well, Meldoren you are safe now, but you must not tell anyone of my presence here. Tell them that it was you, who defeated the creature. See to it that they find you a new home. And here take this to remember me by.” She handed to him her amulet, one of the gifts given to a made-warrior on their naming day.  As Elona rose to leave, Meldoren grabbed her hand.

            “Wait, what is your name?”

            “Elona” she told him and then vanished into the darkness.

Elona returned to her friends who were still waiting at the forest’s edge.

            “Nice of you all to have stuck by my side, as you promised”

            “Elona that was against the law.”

            “Yeah and none of us could see where you went anyhow, you are one of the best at moving swiftly unseen.”

            “Regardless to any of those claims, you stayed here, what if I died? Could you have lived with the knowledge that you could have prevented my death by keeping your promise?”

The three women hung their heads low. The look of loss on their faces would have made any court jester shed a tear.

            “Anyway, stop with the long faces, I did see a man. As a matter of fact I rescued him.”

            “Really, what did he look like?”

            “Just like the old stories say, minus the evil part, I dare say he was cute.”

The others gasped, and began to giggle. They went silent, however, at the sound of town’s folk stirring about.

            “Well ladies, I believe it is time we head home, we can't get caught out here.”