TerraFlareFinal

Branden Ryan Creative Writing Creative Non-Fiction READER________________________________ I was having one of THOSE dreams. Ya know, the ones where they happened in the waking world and your Id-Ego likes to reply it for you in slumber. Funny torture, ya, i was having one of THOSE dreams. Anyway, in the dream i was walking in the woods with my best friend Preston, we climbed, we ran, we were being kids of the thirtenth year. Its hard to remember a dream, they like to stick around in our head for about a minutes after waking, then dissappear into our heads forever. What i do remember however, is being woken by screaming and yelling. The vo

WARNING!!!! BEFORE YOU READ THIS KNOW THIS, THIS WAS AN ASSIGNMENT TO WRITE A 6 PAGE FICTION(NON-GENRE) PIECE. ALTHOUGH I USED THE NAMES OF THE CHARACTERS I USE IN MY CELESTIA SERIES, THIS IS NOT WHAT WILL HAPPEN IN THAT STORY. ANYTHING THAT CONNECTS WITH ANYTHING YOUVE ALREADY READ WAS ALTERED SO I CAN TURN IT IN FOR CLASS I JUST WANTED TO HAVE FUN WITH IT. WARNING!!! B****** R*** READER____________________________________ The young man's eyes slowly opened to an unfamiliar ceiling. Light danced upon his windows to the world and he annoyingly shut them once more. He attempted to roll over and gain the shade as an ally but something heavy

Celestia The Water Temple Chapter 6 Getsu was bent over in pain. The digit he had lost was sent flying somewhere in the house. Rowin couldn't tell if the blood on the floor was from one of Craw's unfortunente family, or from the bleeding hand of his master. His thoughts broke away from poor Craw and he faced his master. The door behind the windweaver sang as its hinges  with a light breeze. "You foolish boy!" Getsu was now stareing at Rowin. His eyes were full of rage. The windweaver thought of how Craw died, of his children, of his wife. This was no longer his master, and at last Rowin lost any compassion he had for his master, giving

Celestia The Water Temple Chapter 5 The light from the pale moon reflected a slight light on the tops of the clouds. Huge blue eyes looked for an opening with the little light they had to work with. The stars were in full force, the only light to hide them being the controller of ebb and flow. A huge black mass flew low amung the clouds. Lightning danced within them, revealing a huge winged dragon. Blue wings caught the wind and the dragon flew higher. Finally the beast spoted a break in the clouds and in moments began its descent to the ground. An unfrotunate cloud passed before the great dragon as it dived. The instant the dragon passed

your Celestia The Water Temple Chapter 4 Rowin slowly opened his eyes. Light danced upon them and he annoyingly shut them once more. He attempted to roll over to gain the shade as an ally but something heavy laid upon him. Memories from the previous night came to him and a smile crept to his face. He ran his hand along Avonelle's bare shoulders, her skin was smooth the the touch. She stirred lightly under the heavy green blanket as he ran his hand along her face. Rowin felt as if he had a thousand dreams, yet he could not remember a single one. He felt as Avonelle rubbed her nose against his neck, running along to his ear. The night had l

Celestia The Water Temple Chapter 3 Rowin felt the soil beneath his feet. From the feeling of  the soil gave, the windweaver could tell this was a dead land. His eyes searched the horizon and instantly  in on a deep red light. A strike of lightning conntecting to the ground made Rowin jump away from the energy it dispersed. A sudden breeze kissed his face as he changed his sight again to the red light.  The red light that struck out from absolute darkness now stood in front of him. From his vantage point it looked to be some sort of crystal. Suddenly, as Rowin stepped closer to crystal, two deep red circles joined the light painted on the

Celestia Book 1 Chapter 2 It was after a few mistakes that Rowin was finally on his way to the festival. First he had left his home without his festival tunic and failed to take notice until he has a mile out of the village. After running back to his home and out of the village again he stopped by Miranda's shop. When he opened the delivary box the first thing that caught his eye was a letter adressed to Miranda. The envelope the letter was sealed in gave Rowin an odd feeling. The envelope was blood red, as if holding a death sentence. He pressed himself up against the glass of the shop to see if Miranda was still in. With no luck seeing

Celestia Book 1 Chapter 1 The first of the sun's rays fought against the army of white puffy clouds that covered the sky as morning broke. Random spots of blue found their place amungst the portrait of clouds. The songs of many types of birds rang through the forest as Rowin stepped out of the shelter he had made the night before. Sheets of silk were lined amung an alove at the bottom of a cliff and had made a nice defense against the creatures of the forest as the young mage had slumbered. Rowin took a deep brethe as he adjusted his short brown hair. The morning air was crisp and refreshing accompanied by a gentle breeze that tickled the

Celestia Book 1 Prolouge The small rocks moved graciously for the wind that passed by them as the boots of white touched the ground. The tail end of a white cloak kissed the ground softly as the man reaffirmed himself , reaquainting himself with the earth that had been foreign to him in his time of flight. His eyes scanned the environment around him, the horizon was very similar at all angles, which gave the enormous crater he was in a feeling of repetitiveness. In the distance the goal he had come for would catch even a child's eye. The red glowing could be seen from miles away, perhaps more if it wasnt for the harsh surrondings. A n