Requiem

Requiem is an epic taking place hundreds of lightyears away on a series of planets so similar and yet so different from our own. A war is brewing, a war between the planets Verigo and Onyxia. At the heart of the conflict, Daw'ka, a young seventeen year old boy living on Verigo finds himself torn by those he trusts, his life has been manipulated, warped and bent for reasons that he doesn't understand. Follow his life over months and years, as he travels hundreds of thousands of miles, as his very life becomes blighted by heartache, suicide, murder, love and betrayal. We also follow Helena, a young girl from a well off family living on Onyxia, she doesn't believe in the war, she wants only to meet new people on the 'enemy' planet, but as her life also becomes ripped apart her once noble thoughts become tainted by fear.

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4. Horndew Dene Pt.2

Rilley, Martan and Avril were happy with natures choice of placing the beautiful sprawling greenery so close to their home; had it not been for Horndew Dene they might never have met, they most certainly wouldn't have had the fun times that they have shared. The dene is the beating heart of Horndew, without it all the love that there is in this district, of which there is few, would wither and die like Firebulb plants in the winter. 

The ravine at the center of the dene was the focal point of the groups activities; from making fires, to swimming, to even just having a nap under the shade of the great trees. The flowing fields were filled with flora, tall weeping willows spread their leaves out over the banks of round pebbles, and into the steadily flowing river below. Waves of silver white Angel grass swayed in the cooling late summers morning breeze, sparkling and dancing with each breath of wind. Small acorn sized bluebirds shot out from the tall, waist sized grasses as the trio burst down the hill, Rilley still in Avril's grasp, and Martan following quickly after, clanging as he went.

The birds song in the trees overhead almost drowned out the splashing of water upon rapids as they neared the riverbank. A thick branch of a willow tree hung above the river, attached to it a long rope and a wooden plank. 

"It's dead easy," Avril began, "you run holding the plank, swing out over the river and try and make it to the other side."

"And if I fail?" Rilley asked raising an eyebrow.

"Sploosh!" Martan shouted from behind them as he sat on the grassy bank, his bag between his legs.

"You should probably take off your wooly jumper thingy Rilley," Avril said. "I'd hate to see it get wet." 

So play they did, all three of them attempted several times to traverse the self made obstacle, sometimes succeeding, sometimes failing. It did not matter which in the end, the joy came from trying, and watching each other getting horribly wet. The sun had past midday, and each of them were exhausted, they shuffled up the bank and under their usual tree. The bank lay opposite the poor region of the Horndew district, were the tall grey buildings could be seen. 

Each of them took off their wet clothes, to the point where common decency allowed, and lay them out onto the grass to dry up. Marten then rifled through his satchel and pulled out three tall corked bottles of dry cider, one for each of his friends. Three loud pops later and the cooling, refreshing taste of apple cider sloshed down each of their throats. They lay down in silence, Avril being sandwiched in the middle but not complaining, and gazed out onto the landscape.

"I was thinking," Rilley said. "I don't think I'll stay here after I graduate."

"What do you mean?" Avril asked shocked.

"Well," Rilley began, unsure of how to begin, "I kinda want to leave the Imperial City, become a 'ghost' on one of the settlements."

"Really?" Martan asked, "you aren't going to follow me into the academy? I thought we were going to serve together on the same ship, like how we talked about."

"I know Martan, but I can't help but feel that I don't belong here," Rilley said. "You must understand what I mean Avril."

She could only shake her head, "I do, but I don't." She began. "I don't fit in here either, I hate it. But who says it's just Horndew district that doesn't accept me? Maybe the others will; Saltbeak, Windedge, Halofield even Knightsbridge. No one knows what it's like outside the walls, and once you leave we'll never see you again." She began to tear up.

"Hey now," Rilley said putting his arm around Avril who now burrowed her face in his chest. Rilley looked to Martan, "I haven't left yet, I just said I was thinking about it. It's just the cider talking."

The three then lay down again, not saying a word, just enjoying each others company, for each of them knew in the end it would not last. Rilley thought it was just the alcohol in his veins speaking for him, but once he opened his mind to new thoughts, he couldn't help but have the idea of running away consume him, even if he didn't dare bring the subject up again in the presence of his friends. 
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