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Date Posted: 06:29:55 01/23/02 Wed
Author: SoHee
Subject: Re: One of my first not-finished-story Post II
In reply to: SoHee 's message, "One of my first not-finished-story" on 13:13:48 01/22/02 Tue

NOTE: It was over a year since I wrote this and it defently needs it changes, more details and so on, but I don't have the energy to change it right now. Maybe someday later...
And since english isn't my first language the grammar may suck, and it is hard to write fluidly since I don't know that many different adjective to desribe the same word.
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Sarah was standing in her apartment. What? was the only thing she could think of. I´m going crazier by the minute. She threw herself down at her bed and started to cry.
”Don´t cry ”, the voice said again.
There stood the blond girl, beside her bed. Sarah could do nothing then stare.
The blond girl said: ”Don´t be afraid, Sarah, I will not hurt you or let anyone else hurt you. But please, you must come with me.”
The girl walked back in the forest again. It was as the forest had grown together with Sarahs apartment. All she could do was stare. She felt numbed and in slowmotion like in a dream she followed the girl, and she could feel the forest closing behind her. Her room were not there anymore, as she turned back and looked.
”Sarah, our wizards have tried for long now, to be able to reach you”, the girl said and then she smiled. ”My name is Xera.”
Sarah hasitated for a while and then said: ”Hrmm….well you already seem to know my name…”
The other girl said: ”Don´t worry dear, it will all fall into pieces later, once we reach the castle. Come this way” The two girls walked out of the glade. After a hundred of metres they came out of the forest. There Sarah saw a small group of people waiting. They approached them and they all bowed.
”My ladies”, a tall man said.
Sarah looked at the people. They were all men and all of them had the same kind of strange ears as Xera had.
”Are we ready to leave” the man asked.
Sarah understood that he was kind of a leader of the other men. Like a general or something, she thought. She wondered where in the world she was.
”Yes, Althor”, answered Xera.
Althor, as the man were called instructed the men to sit up. They all mounted their horses. So did Althor and Xera. One horse was alone. It was as black as Sarahs own hair, shining and bright.
”He is yours”, said Xera and pointed at the horse. ”His name is Darklord.”
Sarah walked up to Darklord. He stood still and sniffed in the air as she came besides him. He shivered. She genlty stroke him on his neck before she mounted him. The pair, Sarah and Darklord, were like they emerged into each other. They were as one.

It was getting dark when they finally reached their goal, the castle. It was an impressive castle with it´s high towers and the size….it was enourmous, thought Sarah. It lay on the top of a big hill, and had three townwalls. First when you had passed the three walls you came to the heart of the castle. It was there they were headed. They passed the first gate(=portcullis?) and inside it´s tall walls lay houses. You had a townsquare, pubs, taverns, small houses. Sarah thought that it looked like a village from the middle-age, as far as she could see. It was so many new things that she didn´t even reflected on how she could be right up in the middle-age. People on the street looked at the company that rode up the mainstreet. They wispered, and Sarah felt their looks at her.

They came to the second gate, and the guards at the wall opened it for them as they reached it. The second passage of the castle contained more houses, more plants and trees then in the first. It was calmer in this one, their were no thing as a barfight or similar. It was as the inhabitants of this passage lived in calmess and peace. They didn´t even seem to notice the company that came riding on the street. Xera rode up beside Sarah and whispered, as she did not want to desturb the calm air:
”Inside the first wall the farmers and soldiers live. Ordinary people. In this passage the inhabitants are wizards, healers…….people that have the gift to heal, the gift of magic.”

They rode a couple of hundred meters. Then they reached the third wall. The guards on the wall looked closely at the company. A towerguard screamed down to them:
” Who want´s to enter?”
Althor answered in a quite happy voice:
”Calm down, Lloran, it´s me, Althor.”
”Ah, so it is”, said Lloran. ”Open the gate”
The big gate were drawn up and they ride through it. Once they had passed it where lowered. Lloran met them inside the gate. He smiled at Xera:
”M´ lady” and Xera awarded him with a big smile.
”Lloran, do help me down”, she said. And Lloran instantly came to her and gave her his hand. Sarah sat down and then of a sudden it all came to her. Here she was in a different time with a different race in perhaps a different world. At least it sure was different to her own world at home. She felt dizzy and then she fainted. She fell down towards the ground as a leaf. Althor were quickly by her side and cought her. Xera turned around:
”It must have been to much for her, poor one. Carry her to the west wing. We´ll let her rest there, before she meets the Queen.”
Althor carried her away and Xera followed. The rest of the men started to take care of the horses.

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