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2011年4月2日 星期六

a Story (Part 8)

"When will I learn magic?" Asked Beckor.
"It depends, but you need to prthia drank a mouth actice fighting and shoot more often." Lythia drank a mouthful of water and continued. "I see that you have learned how to use arrows long ago, but you are out of practice." Beckor nodded.

Soon, they were back in the cave. Help me with the birds. Lythia sent Beckor a message. Okay, but how? Thought Beckor. Lythia sensed his thoughts and replied. Get these feathers off, they're really useful. If I'm not wrong, these are similar species, right?
Actually, they're the same species, but they have different genes.
Huh?
Look, some people have red hair, some have black, some have blond, some peole are black, some are white, and some are yellow.
But...
Okay, I'll make an easier example. All dogs are same species. But the sizes, shapes, length of hair, color, etc are different. These two birds are same in many places, like...
Okay, genius, I understand now.
Thanks for calling me genius, but don't interrupt.

Beckor replied then, but Lythia wasn't listening. He turned to look at her and found her resting with her eyes close. It must have took her a lot of energy to sense and send messages to and from Beckor. The boy was afraid that she may be angry after waking up, so he decided to do all the work. After the work was done, he woke Lythia up and they cooked lunch together. It was very hot and dry, but they didn't have time to rest. El and Sophia went training as the teenagers started having their meal. Beckor ate in the normal speed, trying to hide his excitement, but Lythia was very slow.

2011年3月4日 星期五

A Story (Part 6)

The next morning, Beckor woke up early. he was excited about the training and he wanted to learn more about fighting, so he had to be ready. He found a mirror in the desk Lythia put in his room, combed his hair with his hands, and pulled it back into a ponytail. Then he remembered that he needed to get washed, so he let down his ponytail and went into his bathroom to take a bath. When he came out, he had already changed into a cool T-shirt and a pair of exercising pants. he dried his hair carefully, combed it and pulled it into a neat ponytail. Beckor looked at himself in the mirror, pulled his ponytail this way and that, and was satisfied at last.

Cree-ak! The door opened behind him, and Lythia walked in.
"I like your hair." She said in a sleepy voice.
"Thanks!" Beckor looked at Lythia in the mirror and found that Lythia was looking at him in the mirror, too. They both turned away, blushing. Good thing that Lythia quickly chaned the topic.
"I came in to see what you're doing so early. I had just woken up, and I saw that the light in here is on. it's only five o'clock."
Beckor opened his mouth and closed it, he was going to say "That's why your hair is so messy", but he decided not to make her angry, so he said "I'm just excited about the training" instead. He stopped for a moment, and continued.
"How's El? And what are we going to do today? I mean, how do we train ourselves?"
"El's out, hunting with Sophia. After breakfast, we'll go hunting together, and in the afternoon, we'll play a game called Hunt. I explain about that later."

Beckor finished his breakfast hastily, grabbed his sword and rushed outside, but Lythia pulled him back by the collar, and gave him his armor.
"You don't need to be in such a hurry, we need to wait for El and Sophia anyway."
But Beckor couldn't wait. He wanted to show Lythia how good he is at fighting, and that he lost her was just a coincidence. The boy wore his armor quickly, and was ready to go soon, but Lythia was still half way through her breakfast. Beckor sighed and sat down to wait for her.

Lythia finished her breakfast gracefully, washed her face (she took a shower last night), got changed (she did this in her room), did her hair, wore her armor, and fasten her sword on her belt. When all was done, El and sophia walked into the cave.
"We're not late, right?" Asked Sophia.
"No, you're just on time." Answered Lythia.
Beckor and Lythia walked out of the cave, and began hunting.

2011年2月28日 星期一

A Story (Part 5)

The creature cleared its throat and broke the silence. When it started to speak, its soft, musical voice calmed Beckor. Though the creature was speaking in its own language, everyone, including Beckor, understood what it was saying.

From its self introduction, Beckor found that it was called Elurmilea (El for short), and it was female. He also found that she likes and wants everyone to be quiet.

El and Beckor sat down, and Lythia came out of a room, carrying a wooden box, which had strange pictures carved on it. Why didn't I notice when she went in? Thought Beckor. Lythia murmured something, putting her finger on the box and moving it along the lines of the carving. When this was done, the carving glowed in a faint, green light, and the box opened slowly.

They then continued their dinner. El curled her tail around a piece of magic food, took it out, and ate it gracefully. Beckor was so into studying El that he forgot to eat his meal.

Lythia sent a message with her powers to Beckor. Eat your food. It is very impolite to stare at someone, especially El. Beckor stared at Lythia blankly adn thought Did I hear something? Then came the answer. Yes, and DONT'T stare at me like that. You'll learn this tecknology someday Beckor had a strange expression on his face, but it quickly turned into a worried expression. Oh no! She can read my thoughts! He thought.

AFter dinner, they discussed about what to do the next day. Beckor tried to understand what they are talking about, but he failed, except that he understood that they are going to start the training tomorrow, so that they can be strong and ready when the time comes.

2011年2月12日 星期六

A Story (Part 4)

The cracking sound stopped, and the numb feeling was bothering Beckor. He hated being numb. He couldn't move any of his body except for his eyes, nose, mouth, and his expression. But he couldn't talk. So he stared at as angrily Lythia as angrily as he could. Lythia pretended not to notice and held up another leaf, which looked like the one she used as a weapon.
"This is-" Lythia was interrupt by the angry sound of Beckor's clattering teeth. She looked at him, and continued.
"This is a leaf from that tree." She pointed at the one near the closed room. Again, Beckor made an angry sound to show how uncomfortable he was, but this time Lythia ignored him.
"It is a very poisonous tree. Its leaf can be used as medicine or weapons. We can get the poison by washing it in hot, pure water, and put the mixture under the sun until it turned into a deep colored mixture. We can dip our weapons in it. And as for the rest of the poison in the leaf, we can cook it and drink the soup when your pain hurts like crazy. It can make you feel better." She put the leaf on the ground. Crack! The sound started again. Creeak! The door of the room opened slowly, and a beautiful creature came out. Beckor knew immediately that it was the magical creature Lythia had mentioned when they were in front of the door of the room.

It was a white animal that looked like something between a cat and a dog. It had a long snout, pointy small ears, teeth that are as long and sharp as a saber-tooth's, a clean, bright skin covered with fur, sharp claws that can be pushed in or out, and a long, strong, thick tail that can grow longer if wanted. The creature's head was covered with short fur. The creature was slighted smaller than a horse and slightly bigger than a wolf. From its strong paw and legs, Beckor was sure that the creature can jump high and far, and that it can run very fast and for a long time.

The creature walked towards Beckor and breathed at him. Its breath was like the soft, warm wind that blew against his skin. Suddenly, he no longer feel numb, and he could move again! When he stood up and stretched, the creature went to drink something from a bowl Lythia had prepared.

2011年1月30日 星期日

A Story (Part 3)

It was soon dinner time. And Lythia told Beckor a story.
"Long, long time ago, a monster was born. His name was Mid, actually, it was short for something which no one except him could pronounce, so we called him Mid. He was the most powerful and cruel monster of all time.
"For five thousand years, he had been torturing all the people near him. We suffered all these time, and taught every children to fight. For many years, heroes had tried to defeat him, but none of them succeed. Well, there was one, actually, but he (or she, no one knows what or who that is, anyway) didn't have enough power to kill him. So the hero put him into a deep sleep. Years had passed, and the hero had grew weak, for he had been old. We gave him potions and blessings, so that he can live longer. He should die earlier, but we kept him alive for all these hundreds of years. The hero is dieing, and so is the spell of the sleeping creature. As soon as the hero dies, the spell will be broken, and the creature will rise again.
"I went to visit him (or her) with Sophia a few years ago, and he told us to find a traveler, who could pass the first level of FCD (Fighting the Chinese Dragon), and said that the person would pass our cave in these few years. But we also have to find a magical creature, who could defeat Sophia and my power, together."
"And that is the creature, who refused to come out."
"Yes, and don't call her like that. She's amazing. Anyway, after that, he went to talk to his other visitors. At the end, he told every of us to meet him the day he dies with the people he told us to fight. And meanwhile, we should train them, who is you and the others, and prepare them so we can fight the monster together."
"So you guys kidnapped me so you can finish the quest, huh? I don't like it. Tell you something, I don't think I can do it. Plus, it's not my own business, anyway. It's something about places faraway." Beckor talked for a long time about that, and started blaming all the people. He got angrier as he talked, and so did Lythia. Lythia tried to explain many times, but Beckor wouldn't listen. Finally, Lythia couldn't stand it, and said:"come on then, and think if you can beat me, if you think you're the boss." So Beckor raised his sword, backed to the entrance, and flew to Lythia in an amazing speed. Lythia remained seated. She held a leaf between her fingers, and pushed it outwards, from slow to fast, and released. Wham! The leaf burst into pieces as it hit his forehead, a drop of blood rolled down from Beckor's forehead. Beckor collapsed and felt numb immediately. Yet he was wide awake. Lythia began to explain as Beckor stared at her angrily, and unable to move. Suddenly there was a loud noise.

2011年1月22日 星期六

A Story (Part 2)

When the boy woke up, he was in a cave. There was a girl about his age by his side. He wanted to sit up, but the girl pushed him back.
"Lay down. You are terribly injured. I'm Lythia. What's your name?" The girl's voice was quite deep (for a girl) and strong.
"I'm Beckor. Was it a dream?"
"What?"
"The creature."
"No." She pointed to the entrance of the cave. It's a Chinese dragon of mine. Her name is Sophia."
"Wh--"
"Don't ask. Enjoy your breakfast, I'm going to hunt. And don't try to get out. There are a lot of animals out there, and don't even think about beating Sophia. She is way stronger and better at fighting than you are."

It was noon already before she was back. She was carrying a big bag full of desert animals.
"What's for lunch?" Beckor asked.
"Desert rabbits. Help me with these. From now on, you are going to live with me. I'll tell you why at dinner time. Everyday, I'll leave in the morning to hunt, you and Sophia will guard the cave. Remember, Sophia and I are the boss here, not you. I'm stronger and better than you are, and she is more than I am." Said Lythia.
They finished peeling of the skin of the rabbit when Lythia finished her talk.

Then Lythia made an armor for Beckor. It had scales from the dragon and cloth that can protect people from everything. After that, Lythia took out a new, shiny, sharp sword from another room, and gave it to Beckor.
"Don't use the old one you had. It's not good enough. Use this one from now, and wear the armor every time you fight. It can protect you from knives and swords and any other weapon. The sword can cut through anything except for the armor."

Then Lythia showed Beckor the rooms and her territory in the desert, but she left out a room.
"What's in the room? Why did you left it out?" Asked Beckor curiously.
"An animal."
"Can you open the door?"
"I can't the creature is stronger than me, and so is the door. It is the master and the boss of all of us. It doesn't commands us often, and doesn't need to be feed often. It will come out when it's ready."

2011年1月21日 星期五

A story

Once upon a time, there was a boy, who was going to sell the things he had made. He was an orphan, and he lived on selling things. He never knew where he was going, so he sometimes accidently got into a robber's home. His parents had taught him how to fight before he became an orphan, so he never had lost any robber before.

When he got to the desert, he was tired and thirsty. Quickly, he rushed to a small river, and started to drink. Suddenly, a large creature flew out of the river. It was covered with the golden scales of a snake, and it had the bright eyes of a shrimp, the horns of a deer, the teeth of a saber-tooth cat, the nose of a cow, the tail of a fish, and the claws of the birds.

The creature roared, and attacked, so the boy quickly defenced himself, and charged. He waved his sword at the creature, but missed. Before it could attack him again, he drove the sword into its tail.
"GRRRRRRRRRR!" The creature jerked its tail away, and blew a big ball of fire at him. He dodged, and ran for his sword. Quickly, he jumped at the tail and took a tight grip. Suddenly, the creature flew high into the sky, and into the river. The boy pulled out his sword from the tail, and swam to the shore. Then he sat down to rest. as he was panting, the creature flew into the sky, and suddenly dived at him.

It opened its muoth, and this time the boy was ready. Splash! the boy splashed the water at its mouth, but instead of smoke, lots and lots of water came out of its mouth like the waves of the sea. The boy jumped as high as he could, and hid under the creature's chin. He tried to drive his sword into the creature's chin, but it was no use. The scales were too strong. The creature shook and jerked its head, but the boy would not let go. Last, the creature got tired and went back into the river.