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The Secret Library Guardians 5The Legacy
The children walked out of the room and saw a huge heap of outfits awaiting them. For Rhiassa, she was to wear a turquoise gauze dress, bedecked with little bells, and outlined with golden dragons. It seemed to have been designed for a little girl instead of a 14-year-old.
As for Nevyn, he was to wear a dark-colored brocade long-sleeved tunic and coral organic cotton trousers. The clothing revealed up to be designed for a dwarf instead of a 17-year-old boy.
After they were dressed, Rhiassa and Nevyn were taken to another room. The floor in this room is a patchwork of small rugs. The walls are an utilitarian grey with a border of blue along the middle. An obscure mustiness reaches your nose, though the pleasant breeze from the open window in the corner of the room temporarily diminishes it.
Salvatore was sitting at a table. Skefan was with him. There were plates of cakes and mugs filled with tea waiting for them. Rhiassa and Nevyn stood in front of the table, not knowi
The Secret Library Guardians 3Greywyn Academy of Magic
Now that we have the stories of Troy and Elva, both of whom were taken away from their houses on Monday, October 7, 2257 at 10:45 A.M., we now get to see where they were taken.
Troy awoke and seemed around him. He discovered himself at the bank of an great and mighty river. That was the River Manentor, which was the most powerful, fastest, and deepest river that ever ran, well, next to the Nile and Amazon rivers, that was. Troy took two steps forward and bumped into a girl.
Elva too awoke and saw herself in an unusual place. She saw the River Manentor flowing past her and a strange castle looming behind her. She turned around and saw the boy standing next to her.
"So, you were taken too?" Elva said.
"Yeah," said Troy. "My name is Troy Branden. What exactly is yours?"
"Elva Sheppherd," said Elva. "Did you see anyone?"
"No," said Troy, "just a hand that came out and grabbed me. You?"
"Same here," said Elva. She looked up and a fairy, or what seemed like on
The Secret Library GuardiansPrologue
In the year 2187, the world population had shrunken due to a dreadful sickness known as Putrid Atrophy, in which the disease entered the body through tick bites (ticks flourished on dirty areas such as mattresses and couches) and within a few hours of being bitten, the victim would suffer from a severely high fever and die. Many individuals dropped dead and those who survived saw the devastation of mankind as they realized it. World War III (which started in the year 2181) had already ruined the entire world population and the AIDS virus (which could not be eradicated) killed nearly a million more people globally before it too burned off.
With the conclusion of the war in 2188, the survivors successfully eradicated the diseases and then they started the lengthy and difficult process of restoring their world, which had been destroyed by war and illnesses. Different nations cropped up in places where it had been seven major continents, and many different cultures and civi
The Secret Library Guardians 1Elva
Now for the tale about a young girl known as Elva, who was about to be taken from her house. This is the year 2257; the day is Monday, October 7 at 10:45 A.M., which was precisely 70 years to the day when the dreadful illnesses and the wars broke out.
Elva Sheppard was just 14 years of age and a bit mysterious. We have only a hazy amount of information and facts about her because she was taken from her house in Namatius, Senzacion (which was located next to where the town of Sacramento, California once was). This large, incredibly overpopulated town astride a stream is best known as the location of an ancient battle; the fight was the Venetian-Pacific War, which was fought during the years 2097-2119. A lot of its inhabitants were engagaed in pottery, and it is well-known for its luxurious mausoleums, which were devoted to the military and individuals who passed away during that great and terrible fight.
Elva was described as a curious girl with round green eyes and silky smooth, s
Vanguard, Chapter 1: DuncanDuncan's Journal: Day 1288
I consider myself a good man. I respect women, elders, my equals, and the dead. I say a morning prayer, and an evening one. Hell, I even thank the gods for a meal, instead of immediately chowing down in the voracious manner as the other soldiers here do. By all logical means, I should be in paradise. No really, not just because I'm a good man, but also because I should be dead by now. So I ask myself: why, oh gods up there, have I ended up in hell?
1288 days. 1288 days of my life have been spent in this misery, and I'm beginning to lose faith in the glory I was promised. Some of the rookies still live in their ignorant bliss, but I've lived long enough to realize that there's not much glory to find here. “Sing the songs of glory and march into battle—-join The Crusade today!”. Such were the words of the posters The Crusade has spread all over The Mortal Realm. Gullible fools practically stand in line for these songs of glory that th
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