gypsy of alderath

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
the world of alderath si teh world in which magic is real, in which nights save princesses, where dragons burn down towns and witches battle in teh air. it is where a young girl will find her destiny and her true love, all becuase of one little mistake, welcome to alderath

Submitted: December 08, 2009

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chapter 1 war meetings and surprises

the war had been going on for days, black smoke lay low in the air chocking off any supply of air that any of the villagers had left. the wicked grin on the old witches face twisted her features making her seem sinister and cruel, of which she was. her black eyes scanned the streets, ever searching for survivors, when seing none, she cackled and flew up into the air with one swift leap, as she disapeared into the night a little girl crept out from underneath an abandoned wood pile, her bright eyes shone even in the smoke and soot with something that was unatural to humans, as she looked up and down the street her eyes caught sight of a young man standing in the doorway of one of the houses, his long hair and eyeswere covered with a dark hood but the young girl could still see that he was safe, he beckoned to her to come to him. she stood up and walked over to the man. he stood tall and at attention eyeing the child coming towards him, she couldnt have been more that eleven years old, " what is your name child" he asked her " anemity" she wispered suddenly shy " and anemity, how is it that you have survived through this attack, you are a child" anemitys eyes flashed with anger " what do you mean a child" she snapped " im eleven and if you must know how i survived i really couldnt tell you becuase i have no idea" she crossed her arms and tapped her foot in a most unladylike fashion " and how about you" she chided" the young man bristled and stared evenly at anemity " airo" he said simply " well airo" anemity said just as cooly " if your so smart then how did you survive the attack, you cant be much more that 26" airo smirked at anemity  " actually i am 21" anemity glared evenly at airo " whatever you say " anemity turned and with a brush of her skirts was gone down the path towards an old house, airo watched her go smiling to himself, but at the same time cautious , this girl is dangerous, he thought, something about her,. as anemity neared the house a strong aura pulsed out of  the walls,airo stifened and followed anemity " i wouldnt open that door if i were you" he said, anemity rolled her eyes but ignored him  and opened the door, gasping at the sight that met her eyes...


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