Re: A Fable story told by me
This is the third chapter in my book i tryed to exspand the hero into will and some basic knowlege to help him in this room he is locked in. hope u like it
I wake up in a massive amount of pain. But I don’t care I just lie in the water thinking about the day before. I wonder what has happened to Albion and my family. I stand up still half in the water and make my why to the bookshelf. I start to look through the books and I see a book called the forgotten language. I start to look at the book I se the words “hck nohc” it translates to “Join me”. I wonder why Skorn want me to “join him”? I realize this book is something I might need later. I put the book on the ground and wonder what there might be to eat in this room. I look for hours and find nothing to eat. I looked high and low but found nothing. I am at this point thirsty and start to walk over to the lake. I see something move in the water. I think “fish I never even thought about fish”. I look around me for something to catch it with. I see what looks like a stick in the corner of the room I run over and find out it’s a fishing pole. I cast my line into the water. And within a few minutes I caught a fish. I then wonder what I could use to cook the fish. I run over to the books and grab one. I look at the title “book of spells”. I toss it aside and look for a different book to use. I find “The book of Avo” this made me think my mother instantly. But I don’t have time to think of her now I start to tare pages out of the book. I put them in a pile and look for a why to start the fire. I look around the room for a flint to start a fire but I cant find one. While looking I look through the “book of spells”. I look for the spell “fireball”. I find it and look at the motions to cast the spell. I try them but nothing happens. I try again and I see a spark in my hands. I try one last time this time a very small fireball appears in my hand I toss it onto the pile of paper and hoist the fish above the fire and let it cook…
A few days later I still cant feel my shoulder that much. I practice my fireball skills most of the time. And on occasion shoot a few arrows I made from a few sticks after sharpening the tips of them. I wonder when I am going to get out of this room and what the world will be like when I get out. I yell, “ How mush longer?” I hear a voice say, “Not much longer there are still bandits out here.” Disappointed I sit down and look through some more of the Book Of Spells. It was around this time I started to learn about the difference between good and evil spells and how the effect to why the spell works. I try to use an evils spell know as “drain life” I tried using it on a wasp that flew by me. A green light of energy came flying from my hand and hit the wasp. I could feel the life force of the wasp being put into my body it started to help heal my wounds. It was the beat I had felt in days. But it all came at the cost of an innocent life of a wasp. I was my first taste of what an evil spell can do to another being. I decided not to try it again after the use of the spell I started to felt different I felt like a part of me had changed. It was about a week after the first day I was in the room and I heard the words “It is done, you may go know”………. I was free at last but what the world is like after this last week. The door opened and I see my fathers corps hung from a tree in from of me. I then realized who won this battle and what I must do…………
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