The Chronicles of Starlyn

For generations it has been known that elves are immortal except for death by battle or poison. Something strange happens and Starlyn's mother becomes sick with an illness that seems to only be getting worse with each passing day. Starlyn loves her mother and wishes to find any way to help her, yet it seems nothing can be done except to sit and watch. It breaks her spirit but she spends every moment she can with her mother, as she fights frantically for an unknown cure. She went to the elven healers and herbalists but even they cannot find a way. Meanwhile Starlyn's sister Arria takes more drastic measures to try and help their mother, even diving into the restricted books of the elven library about dark magic. The dark magic is dangerous and forbidden for elves to use because it is said that even the willpower of an elf cannot prevail with the touch of a dark taint. Arria is not concerned of her own welfare and dives into heavy studies with the books. Strange things begin to happen, a


8. Chapter 7

Chapter 7:

Starlyn stood at the edge of camp with a calm relaxing breeze brushing across her face. They were no longer at the camp where they slaughtered the creatures. No others came to the camp that night and so they moved on. They hadn’t seen any more creatures in days, which should have been a good thing, and yet Starlyn’s mind was unsettled. It seemed too quiet around her. The other elves talked amongst themselves, but she stood near the edge of camp pondering on her thoughts. For some reason she felt stuffy as if she needed some air. She wished to go on a walk but Vil’ek had told her it wasn’t a good idea for her to go alone in case a few of the creatures were wandering around.

Drae’nur walked over and nodded, “Vil’ek tells me that you need some fresh air. Where did you want to go?”

“Anywhere, I just want to walk.”

Drae’nur nodded and together they left the camp and into the wilderness. Starlyn became concerned when she didn’t hear any of the pleasant sounds of nature. There weren’t any animals making noises either, which was strange because the forest usually drowned in the sounds of birds chirping. It was chilling to her bones that she was surrounded by a forest without a sound in the air. She figured at least the crickets and locusts would be loud throughout, but even they were silent.

She continued to wander, hoping to hear something, anything – the silence was unbearable. There had never been a time she liked silence. Usually silence was a bad thing, and she couldn’t get past that it could be normal. When there was silence in her home, Arria was gone, off on another adventure. She remembered always being alone at home without her mom there, she was always traveling or off in meetings with other elves.

There were so many exotic plants that she’d never seen before. Most were green, yellows, and red with large leafs on bushes. All the beautiful flowers near her home where gone replaced by bushes and trees. She missed the thick sequoia and pine trees by her home. These trees were thin, almost the size of branches from the trees she knew so well.

As she wandered through the forest without a sound, even from the elven companion whom traveled at her side – she stopped when she finally heard a sound. At first it caught her off guard in a realm of silence for a sound to be so distinct. It was the sound of flowing water and the most beautiful sound to her ears. She was thirsty and wished to see fresh water more than anything which seemed a rarity in these parts.

She began to stride with twice the pace as she was walking only a few moments before. Drae’nur walked alongside her but was caught by surprise when she began walking swiftly. It seemed her hearing was beyond his.

“Does it seem odd to you that it is so quiet out here?”

“I haven’t thought about it, but the forest is always quiet.”

“No, it’s not. Usually the sound of birds, and animals or even insects is overwhelming. This is silence.”

“Not anymore, I hear water.”

“Yes, I do now, but I wonder why it’s the only thing I hear. Now I’m drawn to it, with a thirst.”

Starlyn found a thin stream running through the forest with hundreds of stones unbalanced throughout it. She smiled at the calming sight. There were still no other sounds around it, but the sound of running water was pleasant to her ears. No fish appeared in the clear water or even insects which she found odd, but decided to follow it anyway. She wanted to know where it went.

“Shouldn’t we get getting back? We’re getting far from camp.”

She ignored him and continued on, through the curves and bends of the stream. When the stream finally ended she stared at a small lake with still water. Everything around it was peaceful without a sound except the sound of running water dumping into the lake. There didn’t seem to be any insects or fish. No animals were in sight and none could be heard.

Drae’nur stood behind her and sighed, “Is this what you’ve been looking for?”

“This is what has been looking for me.”

Starlyn walked up and sat on the lake’s bank and watched the stillness. It almost seemed like a pond with its lack of moment or ripples even with the constant flow of water dropping in. She didn’t understand why everything seemed so lifeless. Everything around her appeared like it was black and white rather than others and it created a distorted picture.

“Why are we here?” He asked.

“I don’t know, but I feel peaceful here, yet something feels wrong.”

“Yes… something does feel wrong, I don’t like this. Let’s go back.”

“Are you scared?” She asked.

“Nothing scares me, but something feels unsettling.”

Starlyn watched the lily pads on the water that covered the entire lake. She half expected to find frogs, but there were none in sight. A single dragonfly appeared in the sky out of nowhere and she watched as it flew by her face and towards the center of the pond. Each flutter of its four wings seemed translucent and frozen in time as she watched.

It circled the lake a few times before settling on a lily pad in the center. The dragonfly was beautiful with a green body and eyes that sparkled in the reflection of the lake. Starlyn smiled as she watched it. It felt good to finally see life besides only her. The insect fluttered for a second until the lily pad seemed to move and it froze.

A large mouth appeared out of the water surrounding the lily and trapping the dragonfly inside. It snapped shut in a hurry and disappeared back into the water. Everything else was silent and Starlyn wasn’t even able to hear the sound of running water anymore. She wasn’t sure if it was because she was too focused on whatever it was that devoured the insect or because the water had stopped.

Flinching, she stood up and looked around with a sudden chill take over her. As she got to her feet a head like the first appeared out of the water directly in front of her. Gasping, she fell backwards tripping on her own feet. Sudden a half dozen more heads popped out from the water all around her. She nearly shrieked as she backed up. There was no doubt in her mind anymore what these were. They weren’t alligators, but the same creatures that had attacked them.

She turned around to flee back to camp when she noticed she was surrounded by at least a dozen of them. Before she knew what to do she saw Drae’nur unsheathe his sword and slice down two of the creatures before being beaten to the ground. Starlyn watched in horror as they beat him until he stopped moving and then finally ripping his head off.

Without anything else to do she took her hand off her hammer and lifted both of her hands into the air. They stared at her with unease, as if unsure if she were about to make a move. She got down to her knees and held both of her hands behind her back.

“I surrender.”

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