children of a lost time

[whynotsin]

Disclaimer: there are a lot of errors in this story like grammer and speling stuff like that so bear with me, also ignore the Inconstancies of character discription

 

Note the companion poem!

 

 

 

Children of a Lost Time

Pt1

 

The children eagerly came running up to their grandparents, they loved hearing the story they would tell. Their grandparents would tell them about the stories as if it where a memory. “Grandpapa please tell us more about when you where a boy, and you to grandmamma.” Emily’s eyes where bright and green. Her Grandfather thought about how she reminded him of a wood nymph he once knew. Emily was about 16 abut she had never grown tired of her grandparents stories. Her older siblings had all gone away all that was left was Emily and her two younger twin sisters. Her grandparents where a kind old pair that had grown up together. Both of them had kept a rich golden tan that had not faded with the years even though they lived so far north, in such a cold place. Around their eyes was an ocean of little marks and wrinkles that marked the ages like rings on a tree. Her grandfather and grandmother both had long silver hair that they had had since they where born. Emily always marveled at how they never got sick and never got tired. They where more active then her mother or father. Her little sisters started to pull on their grandfathers sleeves “ please papa tell us a tale.” Her grandfather smiled and showed his teeth” Fine my dears I shall tell you about my life and the world your grandmother and I left behind” Emily loved hearing her grandparents stories because they had a magical quality to them, like a spell was being woven in the air as they said the words. Her grandfather began his stories as he always did by bring everyone to attention as he sipped from his tea. “ Life when we were young was much different then what it is now. The woods where deep and filled with the life of the ancients. One could speak with the wind and touch the sky. My father was an ancient of the wood. His blood was magic, magic the Gods had given our family at the beginning of man. That blood made us immortal for as long as the will of the Gods were strong. We lived in the wood, deep in it. The magic was strong around us and we enjoyed countless ages playing in them. An ancient temple lay near our home, close to the deepest part of the forgotten magical wood. There I would spend my youth. The Gods old as they where yet as young as we. They would come down from their high thrones in the skies. It was a wonderers time and Eleanor and I living as sprites free and immortal. And that is how she and I meet, underneath the arch of time, inside of the old temple to the Gods of old. She was wearing a golden gown that flowed along her body with ever step she took. I instantly fell in love with her. When she turned to me her green eyes flashed with an intensity that left me wanting to find her soul. Her silver hair fluted slightly in the wind as she walked toward me. She stood in front of me and simply asked if I would like to go swimming with her.” Emily passed her gaze toward her grandmother and tried to imagine her as her grandfather had described her. She thought of herself as looking like her grandmother. She could never find pictures of her grandparents before they where 20. They told her that photos where not invented for their early childhood. Immortals age slow said her grand mother. Their son her father also seemed not any older than 20 when in reality he was closer to 40. Her mother however looked like she was 41 (which she was). Her father looked like the pictures of grandfather when he was younger. As her Grandfathers words drifted back into her mind she began to see the hidden wood as if she where there. When ever she would tell her mom about how she felt like she was following her grandfather through the past like she could feel the leaves and smell the fresh flowers, all her mother would say is that your Grandfather is a good storyteller that’s all. When she looked at her mother she was reminded of how much her mother had aged, and how her father and grandparents looked so young compared to their age. Grandfather was 110 years old and grandmother a 100 but they did not look older the 50. She could feel her grandmother picking up the story getting ready t add her part. Her grandmother’s eyes shimmered for a second in the evening light and then she went into the tale. Before I meet your grandfather I would spend all of my time in the temple of my mother. There I learned all I had to. Life as grandpa said was magical and good. Sure we had to deal with a discontented soul once in awhile but life was a grand thing.” Emily’s grandmother looked over to the window as a small humming bird flew by.” Like once there was this elf-child Whynasin. Now he wasn’t like the other elves because he really wasn’t an elf. He was a God trying to play tricks on us sub light children, as he would often call us. The only way I would have ever figured out was that we where walking to the lake and he fell. But when he feel he stopped short of the ground. His story was that he was an orphan child who had lost his parents to a raid by the humans; the wood warmly welcomed him and made him a home. Arg I’m rambling so any way he was falling to the ground and right before he did he stopped mind you it was only for a second but I saw him stop and then hit the ground. That’s when I started to be suspicious; I mean I had never heard of a 5 year old elf child that could do the things an arch mage trained to do his entire life. Well anyway that was the first thing. The second one was again walking to the lake or rather running, his arm got caught in a branch and it cut him. For a moment I saw from his wound light shine through. The last thing that assured me was when we where at the Falls. The Falls was a series of waterfalls that where about 90 ft tall with boulders every where.” The twins shift on the ground intently listing to their grandmother.” Well the third thing tha………..” A loud knock at the door dissolved the spell weaved by Emily’s grandparents. The forest faded back to their living room and the sound of water falling faded to that of an engine outside humming. “ Emily go see who is at the door” Emily got up from the ground and straightened up” Yes granmum” Emily ran to the door and when she opened the door her mother was standing there. Her overweight body breathed deeply as if she had just finished running. Her mom waved at the car and her father came out. His tall lean figure strode to the door after he turned of the car. “ Come in mum Grandmother and Grandfather are telling us about the magic wood.” Emily said excitedly. Her mother looked down at her with a frustrated look and said what she was thinking” Emily when are you going to grow up? Just because your Grandparents haven’t doesn’t mean you don’t have to. O go on get in so we can go on.” Emily shouted back to her grandparents to announce her parent’s arrival. Emily hugged her father as he walked by. Her father grinned and then burst out laughing. His gray eyes that bordered on silver like hers sparkled with tears. “ Nothing Mily just happy to see you. Did you behave and have fun here today?” “O yes father I love being here! Come say hello to Grandmother”. They went into the living room where her sisters were talking with her mother as soon as her father moved into the room her grandparents stood and went to their son. They embraced him in a strong hold. They looked at their son tenderly. From across the room Emily’s mom glared at her In-Laws. She thought it was absolutely absurd their stories and that two people of their age and status should grow up. in hr high pitched voice she yelped to her family to get into the car. The twins hugged their grandparents and hurried of, Emily hugged them and gave them both kisses and then away with her sisters to the car. Emily’s mother followed up behind them as she was stepping through the door she threw back an angry glance at grandmamma and grandpa. Emily’s father turned to his parents and gave them a hug. “ I’ll be going Mother, Father, I’ll call you when we get home.” At that moment Emil’s mother popped her in and urged her husband to hurry up. Before she ducked out grandfather coughed out the words “ Mortal human *cough* Human” Emily’s mother paused before ducking out. Her father waved back at his parents as he went through the door.

[Ozymandias]

I like these characters, I do. Whatever the heck's going on with 'em. A distinct flavor of Greek myth with just a hint of fairy tale in their pasts and present (cars? Eh?), they're all so much like most of the heros, villains and others I grew up with.

 

Only two things I can find serious fault with here: I hope setting is coming soon. You describe the characters beautifully, in what physical description you have given, as well as what they say and do; but the world/place/whatvever they move in is still a very, very vague place. I can't even tell for sure if they're in a house or not!

 

The other? Where's the rest??? ;>)

 

Your grammar and spelling aren't as bad as you seem to think, btw. The only thing that really stuck ou tis sentence structure. Spelling seemed okay, but I might have to reread to be sure.

 

More! More!

[whynotsin]

I have about 4 other parts done and i will update in a few days

[whynotsin]

Part two

[whynotsin]

Pt 2

 

The sound of the car faded into a faint hum. Eleanor and Sebastian sat back down. They loved to have their grandchildren over. They never liked their sons’ wife. She never liked them. Probably because on their wedding day they looked like they where 20, it wasn’t there fault they aged so slow. They had hopped he would marry with another of his kind since they were slowly fading into myth. Eleanor chuckled and Sebastian looked at her with a silly grin on his face.” What is it my love?” Eleanor looked out the window and said “ Do you remember Whynasin…He was a tricky one.” They both began to laugh at this. Then Sebastian spoke” What has become of our old friends those who followed us through the ages of Tera. I mean Earth? Are we the last of our kind? The only ones who keep the gods alive within our minds?” A lonely tear appeared on his check as he spoke. “Whynasin the poor devil, all he sought was his kind. He had found a home with us on Tera. I remember falling in love with you. I remember the Undying forest that we once lived in. Has it just faded away like our kin? Perhaps we should have faded with them into the mist of time. Like all other gods and spirits do. Our son is the last to be born I fear. “ Eleanor interrupted “ We must accept that our time is past the pagan world is dead. Let us fade peacefully together. Emily is the last; she can see the spells we weave. She like us will live beyond the years of man. O yes I do miss our friends. Whynasin found us the children of half-light in time. Our parents trapped. He never could find a way to free them from their place. He went mad the poor fool. He left this plane in search of a way to release his kin. You know he will be searching for all eternity.” Eleanor and Sebastian looked of into the empty fireplace. The world had changed much since its birth. Man had slowly taken the world over. He changed it to suit his likening. Once the world they had known dance with life. The woods where alive. You could ask them anything and they would comment. Malice and greed did not exist. The Gods had thrown man out of Eden for that very reason. They were the flawed creation. In the Eden that was the world the children of the stars lived to experience nothing but joy until they faced man. Man with all of his bitterness and greed saw Tera as his and not as a part of him. This is the time in which Sebastian and Eleanor had grown up in. The world in was still an Eden but evil had begun to creep in. The past to them had been like one constant game. Even when they batted man it was still a game. Even after their kin started to let them self’s fade out of the world they kept seeing the world like a game. What else could it be? What more then to gain pleasure from every moment that one lived in. They had never understood why man had chosen to build around him so many barriers to happiness. So Eleanor and Sebastian lived through the ages of man. They made no mark. They had felt no need to; this was the way of their people. All they had now was their son and grandchildren. Even though their bodies had not faded their souls had. With every breath they took a step closer to the end.

[whynotsin]

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Edited June 12, 2003 by whynotsin

[whynotsin]

PT 3

 

 

On the ride home Emily stared out the window at nothing in particular. Next to her the tins where singing a song from some kid show. It started to rain as they drove back to the city where their home was, the rain streamed in streaks across the window as she looked at the world just beyond her touch. Emily tried to imagine a world stripped of its social structures where the only true objective is joy and nothing else. It was Saturday and the next day she knew that her mother would drag her to church. She had always felt at odds with the place like she didn’t belong. Her grandparents made more sense then what she was feed there. Emily was growing up, she already had a fully matured body that the boys at her school stared at making her feel uncomfortable. She pulls back a little further from the window and se sees her reflection. Her hair has strands of slivery whit/gray color making it look like she put in highlights. Her long and slightly round faces made people think of an elf. Her body looked as if she had had a sun tan all over even though she rarely left her home, and when she did she would go into the woods outside the city.

 

The car slowed down as it wove it’s way thru the streets near the house. The house they lived in was a small mansion that sat on a hill behind a gated wall. Her father had made his money as a lawyer fighting big profile cases. Her mother was a college professor at the city college where she taught religions of the world. When the car finally pulled into the driveway she rushed out and went into the house. Emily went up to her room and went into the shower. As she slipped out of her cloths and climbed into the shower she thought about how she never fit in with her family with any one. The water felt good on her skin as it steamed down her body, she didn’t realize the powerful spells she was forming as she hummed songs in the shower. Obviously the will of the gods had not faded away. As Emily walked out of her bathroom drying her hair she looked to her bed and screamed. She had seen an Elvin child sitting on her bed or at least she thought she saw one. Her song had called out to one of the oldest beings in the universe Whynasin. Her father came rushing into the room after he heard her scream. He walked up to Emily and held her close rocking her back and forth; she was shivering from her wet towel. Her father pulled back from her and looked at her. “ What’s wrong Emily? What happened? Ate you ok?’ His gray eyes flickered and he looked towards the bed where Whynasin had been. “ Don’t tell your mother what you saw, Emily he was real don’t worry. I have to call your grandparents, put some cloths on and come down to the den.”

 

When Emily came into the den she saw her father hanging up the phone. His face for a minute seemed glow with a strange joy. Emily’s father turned to face her and said “ Get your stuff we’re leaving.”