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Ok. This is where all out pieces of the story go. First, category, then the different versions. Here is where the combined/edited/final (but still up for changes) version will be. (I'll get working on posting all of this soon) OK. um..regular text will be Kassi's writing and underlined will be Erin's. I'll also try to add them together so those will be under the subheading "collaboration". Again, the ones that I write will be regular and the ones Erin writes will be underlined. Sorry if this kinda is a lot. It's just a way to differentiate so we know...ya know??


Beginning (I think that we said that most of this is pretty good right?)Edit

It was a cloudless night. The full moon cast its white light on the tall pines of the forest, creating mistrustful shadows. A soft breeze stirred the leaves, creating whispers in the stillness. In this forest, a figure was bent, gazing intently at the forest floor, seeing what no human could, muttering a strange language that bent reality. The sounds of the night were no longer present as the stranger talked. It was as if they sensed a disturbance in the flow of Energy as she channeled it into her will. As the stranger stood, the dappled light revealed a feminine silhouette, and the identity of the creature, Adia.

Tensing, she turned, revealing long, dark hair, as rich as the Earth itself, and pointed ears, staring into the shadows with deep green. She located the disturbance and, recognizing it as not a threat; she turned her attention back to the ground, looking for a sign of its past visitors.

A moan escaped her lips in frustration. She had been on his trail for weeks, passing though rocky terrain and dense forests, using everything in her power to find him. All the miniscule clues she had managed to gather pointed to one place. She had known it for a long time but had hoped with every fiber of her being that she would be wrong; that the signs had been misread, that the trail would curve, or that her infallible magic was failing to do its job. Now, she didn’t have a choice. Menso had gone to the Tree of Life.

Adia could understand his feeling of unease. Everyone could. Ever since her celebration, a feeling like a shadow had come over her and the land. The rare wild flowers called Ÿoccura, whose nectar was as sweet as her memories of her mother and gave renewed strength as great as Ornu’s, no longer satisfied. The beating drum of the waterfall had dimmed in her ears. The call of the Tsu-Tsu bird lost its splendor. At first Adia had credited this to her ceremony, but then the option of something more sinister had come to weigh heavily on her mind.

Adia could also understand Menso’s resentment. He believed in the Tree of Life and the Forsaken Place, beliefs they shared, but when he talked to the elders about the disturbance in the land they dismissed him as foolhardy and ____________. In her opinion, that is a major flaw in the Elvish culture: proud of old traditions but afraid to grasp new realities.

The Elves were afraid of the Tree so they chose not to believe in it. They were afraid of its power, for legends say that the Tree holds the secret to the balance and holds the potential to destroy it. Legends also say that the Tree does not act alone, that descendents of ____________, a blood line long lost, are keepers of the balance. These beings are in union with the Tree that is there to hold the balance and restore it if ever broken.

The same is true of the Forsaken Place. The topic is shushed and hidden in secrecy. No one wants it there, so no one believes it is there. The Forsaken Place is that which the Tree of Life protects everyone from. While the land on which we live is the light, the Forsaken Place is the dark. It is said that nothing grows there, that it once was glorious and teeming with life, but then a great evil fell on the land. The nymphs left their trees in horror, forced out, and all growth perished. Twisted beings resided in the place of darkness, shadows covering their souls. The nymphs came together to form the Tree of Life to stop the darkness. They created the balance so that the Forsaken Place would not spread. Or so legends tell us.

Adia pondered this as she walked towards that very destination. She believed that there was truth in the legends of old and was often very determined to find out. This was why she knew so much about the two tabooed topics. In her quest for knowledge, she read restricted scrolls and other such writings, but the main reason for her understanding was her mother. Her mother was, like Adia, open minded. Instead of believing what she wanted, she strived to understand the truth of the world around her. She would tell Adia stories of the Tree of Life and how its purpose was to help us, not hurt us. But one day, Adia’s mother was troubled, looking at her daughter with worry. She traveled into the woods to her favorite place, but never came back. Adia was devastated by the absence of her mother who shared her inquisition. Even now, many years later, as Adia was walking towards what her mother loved, it still pierced her heart and brought Menso to the front of her mind once again.

One thing Adia could not understand was Menso’s anger. He was angry at the elders for being “thickheaded” he said. He believed that the Forsaken Place was gaining power and would upset the balance. He wanted to go and stop it, but the elders disagreed, once again choosing to believe in comfort. Menso, deciding to take it into his own hands, had asked Adia to come with him in search for the Tree. Adia had refused, for she was thought-out compared to Menso. She didn't rush into situations like he does. Afterwards, Menso got angry at Adia, calling her a coward, which neither she nor the Energy agreed with.

Adia had tried everything to talk him out of going, but in the dead of night, he left for his journey. Adia had been following him, trying to stop him ever since.


Adia's dream?? (this stuff is so hard to categorize :/ )Edit

After the dreamEdit

(ok...this is what I had after the first beginning part....i believe we agreed to kinda collaborate and make it after the dream...)



The sun rose, casting its warm rays upon the land. All around Adia the sounds and creatures of the night faded while the ones of the day gathered splendor. She had been walking all night in the forest at a quick pace; a pace that she planned to continue long into the day, eager to reach her destination. She did not fear the forest like most of her brethren. Rather, she was amazed at its beauty but cautious of its surprises. Thus, she was armed with a bow slung across her back and a thin sword on her hip, both elegantly made but study and reliable.

After many leagues through dense forest there came a break in the trees and Adia found herself on the bank of a _________ river. The fast flowing current didn’t allow her to swim, so she would have to use magic. “______!” she swore. The magic itself didn’t bother her, but it required concentration and time, and time was the last thing she wanted to spend.

Preparing herself, she closed her eyes and removed herself from her surroundings. Her goddrum glowed red on her neck as she opened her mouth and uttered the words, “___ ___ _ ______ _.....” Her voice was cut off as something tackled her. Her eyes flew open in shock and instinct got the creature off of her. Adia jumped to her feet and drew her sword as the creature struggled to find purchase on the leaf-laden floor. The unfamiliar creature finally struggled to its feet showing a long, slender, black body built for running with powerful legs and jaws. A growl ripped through its throat, directed at Adia.

It leaped at her again and Adia dove to the side to avoid it, but she misjudged its speed and its tail, laden with spikes, gouged her upper arm. Blind with pain, Adia wasn’t prepared when the animal jumped on her, knocking her to the forest floor once again. It beat at her relentlessly with strangely de-clawed paws. Its teeth, on the other hand, were as sharp as sword points as they tried to wound her even more.

She wrestled with it, trying to keep it from harming her, all the while feeling its blows and hearing its teeth snap by her ear. Finally, she managed to throw it off, but only for a second. In that amount of time, she was just able to grab the hilt of her sword before it came in for the kill. As it bounded towards her, she waited until it was close enough and let its momentum carry it into the blade, stopping it in its tracks. The fierce growls seamlessly turned into whimpers as it fell on its side. Adia pulled her weapon free and struck it once more to end its suffering.

As the adrenaline wore down, pain coursed through her brain, but she had to continue, using her last remaining strength, she wrapped her arm to stop the bleeding and once again muttered the magic words. This time the energy of the water bent, forming a strip on dry ground from one bank to the other with the water flowing above it. She made her way across and ended the magic. The water fell back to its original place and the goddrum returned to its regular color. She made camp for the night, neglecting the meal due to exhaustion, and fell asleep.




Adia awoke, sweating a breathing heavily. Had the dream been real? It had been remarkably vivid and loomed with the ominous threat of her brothers life. She pushed herself off the forest floor and readied her pack, still shaken by the horrid vision she had seen. Every detail caught her eye as she made her way. The way the trees swayed as if they were laughing, or the way her long ________ hair stuck to her sweaty forehead, and especially the lack of creatures that were utterly still that morning. The anger built inside her, along with bitter, salty tears that spilled over down her cheeks. Adia, who had the grace and strength above most of the elves in her clan, grew less and less careful as she traveled on through the dense brush. She let a twig snap beneath her feet and mindlessly pushed aside a branch in her path, causing the leaves to rustle and crackle as a sign that she had been there. Not far off to the east, she heard noises, those of some beast, closing the distance between them. He fingers leapt to her bow, which ached to be used. She notched an arrow and held her position, strength growing from a secret satisfying and longing for this fight.


Collaboration:Edit

The sun rose, casting its warm rays upon the land. All around Adia the sounds and creatures of the night faded while the ones of the day gathered splendor, but she was asleep on the forest floor, oblivious to everything but her dreams. She awoke, sweating and breathing heavily. Had it been real? It had been so remarkably vivid, not like the hazzy scenes that usually filled her mind. No, this was much clearer, and much darker, filled with the ominous threat of her brother's life. She pushed herself from the frosty ground and readied her pack, the horrid vision still burnt in her mind.

No detail missed her eye as she walked. The trees swayed as if laughing, the wind howled as if screaming, the creatures prowled about the forest, oblivious to her pain. She tensed at every sound. Not that she feared the forest like most of her brethren, far from it. She was amazed at its beauty but cautious of its surprises. Thus, she was armed with a bow slung across her back and a thin sword on her hip, both elegantly made but sturdy and reliable. But anger built inside of her, catching. Tears spilled down her face, clouding her vision, yet on she walked, bitterness growing. Adia, who had more grace and strength than most of her brethren, grew less and less careful as she traveled, her anger at the forefront of her mind. She let a wig snap beneath her feet, announcing her presence, and mindlessly pushed aside a branch in her path, leaving traces of her existence. Not far off to the east, her keen ears picked up noises, those of some foreign beast, closing in on her. Her fingers leapt to her bow which ached to be used. She notched an arrow and held her position, scanning the trees for her prey, strength growing from a secret inner longing for this fight.

It ran out of the gloom of the morning mist, not pausing to assess its prey. Adia's arrow whizzed by as she was caught by surprise by its speed, and she tumbled into the brush as it tackled her, her bow flying from her hand. Only pure instinct got the creature off of her. Adia jumped to her feet, anger burning inside her, and drew her sword as the creature struggled to find purchase on the leaf-laden floor. The unfamiliar creature finally struggled to its feet, showing a long, slender, black body built for running with powerful legs and jaws. A growl ripped through its throat, directed at Adia.

It leaped at her again and Adia dove to the side to avoid it, but she misjudged its speed once again and its tail, laden with spikes, gouged her upper arm. Blind with pain, Adia wasn’t prepared when the animal jumped on her, knocking her to the forest floor once again. It beat at her relentlessly with strangely de-clawed paws. Its teeth, on the other hand, were as sharp as sword points as they tried to wound her even more, succeeding in finding purchase on her flesh.

She wrestled with it, trying to keep it from harming her, all the while feeling its blows and hearing its teeth snap by her ear. Finally, she managed to throw it off, but only for a second. In that amount of time, she was just able to grab the hilt of her sword before it came in for the kill. As it bounded towards her, she waited until it was close enough and let its momentum carry it into the blade, stopping it in its tracks. The fierce growls seamlessly turned into whimpers as it fell on its side. Adia pulled her weapon free and struck it once more to end its suffering.

As the adrenaline wore down, pain coursed through her brain, but she had to continue, using her last remaining strength, she wrapped her arm to stop the worst of the bleeding and continued her journey, anger and pain clouding her mind. Somewhere in the forest, numb with pain, both mentally and physically, Adia passed out, sliding to the ground. She laid there, bleeding from many wounds, exposed to the horrors of the forest. (hmmmm......last line not working for me.....)