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


11. Chapter 10

Chapter 10:

Arria stood in the doorway of her sister’s cell observing the scene. There was blood everywhere from the creatures that were slaughtered by her sister’s hand. She knew it was a bad idea to keep her held in the dungeon. Though even she didn’t realize her sister would prove to be so strong. She knew what must have happened for her to become this enraged. The creatures must have disobeyed her and tried to take her sister like they had so many humans before. They still didn’t understand the concept of how strong elves were compared to humans. She had promised them as many female elves as they wanted so long as they didn’t touch her sister. Yet, still they disobeyed her. She wondered if they would ever learn. If there was enough pain she could cause them, enough discipline to act upon them until they would finally learn to mind her wishes.

Two of the creatures stood on each side of her and she took it upon herself to unsheathe her flamberge and decapitate both. Her rage pulsed through her body almost to a boiling point. She knew she needed the creatures in order to attack the elves, but if she could do it without, she would. A decision came to her mind that she would have to set an example of some of these creatures before they would fully understand her power.

She stalked out of the dungeon without even bothering to move or clean anything. When a few creatures got in her path she cut them down with her flamberge. A few got the hint and stepped out of her way, yet that wasn’t enough because if they were in eyesight they were going to see the close end of her sword.

When she returned to the camp most of the creatures stayed away from her because the ones that got in her way ended up losing a limb or two. She sat on her throne, alone and pondering on her next course of action. Her sister would be resistant which made her mistake the worst news she had. If she could have contained her sister rather than allowing her the chance to escape her victory would have been sure in hand. Now, she had to be extra careful in order not to draw too much attention of her sister.

“Bring forth the generals.” Arria demanded of her servant.

The creature quickly dispersed and within moments there were three generals standing before her. Each had mixes of colors under their snouts to their toes on the front side much like a lizard would. One had mixes of orange and black on its front side in spots while its back was complete black. The other two had similar patterns but one was red and the other was blue. She wasn’t sure why there were the color differences between a few but they were smarter and more powerful than the rest.

“We need to expand, this camp is getting overwhelming. Are there many more settlements to the north?”

“Hundredssss misssresss.” Said the creature with orange spots.

“Hundreds? Hmmm. Also there needs to be punishments to all those protecting the dungeon, the ones that are still alive.”

“Of courssse.”

“Scout the area and keep an eye out for elves. Since you’ve let one escape there may be more coming and we need to be ready for when they do.”

“Yesss missstressss.”

“Now leave me.”

The three creatures scurried out holding their titanium axes with care. She was left alone in her tent which was small with only the golden throne and the large bed in the corner. It seemed she no longer needed to sleep or at least she was always restless when she lay down. She could force herself to sleep but she didn’t need it anymore.

She sat and pondered on her thoughts.

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