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A Life
Nov 23, 2004 0:01:16 GMT
Post by Vacancy on Nov 23, 2004 0:01:16 GMT
PTS: not magical
~*--__--Prologue--__--*~
Dynas are not very simple. They are actually quite complicated. As alike and yet diferant as the white humans to the black, or the north wind to the south. They live in the northern hemisphere of Mbanu, where it is warm. They live under the water and above land -- due to their tail and wings. The underwater Dynas grow larger tails and develop a skin over their eyes to make seeing easier. The Sky Dynas develop larger wings while the tail grows large enough for swimming but not living in the depths. Then there are the seaside Dynas -- living as much under the water as above the water and so growing a good pair of tail and wings. And all Dynas have lungs in their human torsos and gills running out of sight behind their ears.
The Dyna's speech consists of three basic languages - Faerie, Mer, and Common. They also speek a dialect that consists of all three combined, called Dynalect by the Dynas when they discovered the Common word 'Dialect'. All Dynas know these launguages, while each has their own preference to which they use primaraly -- usually linked to the Family, but sometimes independent.
In the timeline of this story there is a war going on between the Sea and Sky Dynas who had an arguement about who had more right to the ocean surface.
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A Life
Nov 23, 2004 6:39:07 GMT
Post by Vacancy on Nov 23, 2004 6:39:07 GMT
OOC: I hope nobody minds that I'm writing this in first person -- but please feel free to comment!!
ic: I am a Dyna, my name is Twinkle. This is my story.
~*--__--Chapter One: Begginings--__--*~
I've always felt out of place, I've never really fit in anywhere. It's hard being in a war, and I'm only a child, barely into my teens. Not to mention the fact that all my friends are getting letters from their dads, and I haven't gotten a single one. Sometimes I worry about him, but not half as much as mum does. She's got all the pictures of me and my brother and sister off of the mantle and replaced them with pictures of him, which is something because before the war she was always going on about how those pictures would stay there gathering dust untill the day she died. I always thought she wasn't very truthful, but replacing them all? With pictures of only one person?
Anyways, about the war -- it all started when the great Dynas got together. You know, the leaders. All three of them, which is quite rare. And I think for good reason. While they were there, at the seashore, their bodygaurds got into a small fight about...something, though I can't remember now. Anyways, the fight got bigger untill all of the Greats came out of their meeting and calmed their people. Then one of the Sky Dynas cried out, "they claim to own our land! They say that the air is theirs!" Followed by a Sea Dyna, saying, "they claim to have rights to the place where you can touch the salt water! The place where we go to be warm!"
Well, the Greats were quite troubled by this. The Seaside Great saw a fight coming on, and didn't like that. The Sea and Sky Greats were furios that each had claimed to own the other's land, so much that they announced war right then and there. The Seaside Great then intervened and begged them to reconsider, war was not a thing to be started lightly. So the Greats made a truce untill nightfall, when they gathered enough strength of mind to...well...declare war the proper way. At this the Seaside Great made allys of both of them, succefully begining a haven for innocent familys of both regions that has lasted 'till now and, I expect, will last to the end of the War.
I learnt all this because whenever Mother goes into a rave about the war she just talks on and on about the foolishness of those gaurds.
Now that you know all about what's going on, let me tell you about my Family. We are Sky Dynas, living in the main sky city when the War started. Soon after that Father was forced into field with a sword, and Mother has not yet stopped mourning. I have an older brother named Shine and an older sister named Star, both wonderful people who fit in everywhere. I do not know what Mother or Father's names are, for it is tradition for the adult Dynas not to tell their children their names unless one should die or the child turns twenty.
So that's how things are now. We live in a land at War, I don't know my parent's names, and my siblings are perfect.
But that's only the beggining.
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A Life
Nov 24, 2004 19:48:31 GMT
Post by Vacancy on Nov 24, 2004 19:48:31 GMT
~*--__--Chapter two: Leaving--__--*~
I got up today too early. Before dawn, while I went to bed far to late, after the moon was low on the horizen. I don't know why I'm doing this to myself, only that I can't sleep untill that late though I go to bed at dusk.
Anyways, today I got up before dawn and went outside. It's always so beutiful going outside just before dawn -- all misty and the occasional rainfall. Though most Dynas would call it grey and dreary I would have to disagree. However, today it was perfectly clear and I could see dark blue above me, lighting up as the sun rose over the horizon. I sighed at the beauty of it and then went back inside, pretending to just be getting up so the Mother wouldn't wonder about me. Shine and Star got up shortly afterwards, though I only knew Star was up because of the movement in her room. She could spend hours in her room just dressing and putting on makeup. Meanwhile Shine was coming into the kitchen, but he only grabbed some fruit before heading over to the door. I watched with envy as he walked outside to the place where his friends gathered, most of them were already there. I had no friends anymore, and you will soon know the reason. Then Mother comes down and starts making breakfast, but soon gets me to tend to it for her. Star finally comes downstairs when she smells it -- funny how food it the only thing that can draw her away from her own vanity. When the food was ready we all sat down and ate, then Star and I went up into our room.
"You were out again this morning," Star informed me.
"Yeah, I know." I replyed. Star always woke the same time as me, as I woke her up. The cold woke me up.
"And you stayed up late last night. You've been doing this all week. Is everything alright?"
"Yeah...just geting a bit tense about this whole war thing. With Father gone and all you know..."
"Yeah," my sister replyed, her face oddly blank for a moment, then she brightened again. "But we can still do our best to cheer up Mother, right?"
"Exactly, whish is why you aren't going to tell her about my sleeping hours. Agreed?"
Star looked and me for a long moment before nodding. It was agreed. I sighed again then flew over to my side of the room, lying on the soft bed. Still warm from last night's tossing and turning. Something wasn't right. That's what had been disturbing my sleeping hours, I was sure. Nobody else had noticed, though.
"I want to go on a vacation," I announced suddenly.
My sister looked up in surprise, just as Mother walked in. She'd heard.
"We will not leave this house untill your Father returns," she informed me coldly. I gave her a pleading look but it was quickly silenced by a look of her own. If only she had listened to me, it might have...but I'm getting ahead of myself. Later that day I went over to my friend's house, or rather, ex-friends house, but I was not hopeful.
"Do you want to--" but she had shut the door in my face.
There's a part of me I haven't told you. When I was six I was blessed by an old woman on her deathbed, who never knew I existed. These were her exact words:
"Tell Twinkle to Find the way by the Sea."
It was nothing back then, women usually died with a proclamation about someone. But now, six years later, we are at war with the Sea Dynas and all my freinds have left me so that they don't get dragged into something they can't handle. Some freinds the are - or rather, were. I don't know why I've just been hit with a desire to leave, but we have to leave. Now, because I don't know when. With everything, because I don't know what to take. And so I went home and started packing. I nearly went into a trance, for when I came out for dinner I was shocked that nobody else had even started packing. Then I remembered; I was the only one who had had this weird thought. But we had to go.
Now.
But we didn't. I talked all dinner, trying to make them see. But all they saw was me, strange, strange Twinkle probably thinking about the old lady too much. I brought food up to my room and continued packing after dinner and long into the night.
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A Life
Nov 25, 2004 1:47:09 GMT
Post by Ellie on Nov 25, 2004 1:47:09 GMT
squee!!! cool!!!!!!))
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A Life
Nov 25, 2004 6:46:47 GMT
Post by Vacancy on Nov 25, 2004 6:46:47 GMT
OOC: *grins* ty. Oh...oops...I said 'walk' occasionally....be nice and ignore it?
~*--__--Chapter Three: The Evacuation--__--*~
I finished packing late that night. I sighed then got up and looked out the window, it was almost dawn again....but that couldn't be...
I frowned and looked at the glow on the horizon. I had seen that somewhere...um... oh! It was fire! Oh! Oh NO!
This couldn't be happening. not yet. I ran desperatly to my sister, shaking her. I started flying about the house shouting "FIRE!" At the top of my lungs. But it didn't do anything. I ran over to Mother's room. She was sleeping. "Fire!" I cried out, hysterically now. They didn't understand. They weren't getting up, and we had to leave. But they weren't even packed. I had only one choice.
I had to leave without them.
I ran back to my room. My sister had woken up, and was gazing at me with sleep-filled eyes. "Turn off the alarm, Twinkle....'snot dawn yet..." Those were the last words I ever heard from her, as she lay down again. I bit my lit, the tears starting to come. I looked out the window and gasped. How did the fire get to close? Like the clear dawn, the fiery rays split into a million peices and flew everwhere. They were sparks. I leaned out of the window, looking from side to side. There were Torches flying through the air, being dropped by...Sea Dynas. But there were more Dynas coming, Sky Dynas. Brining water. How sadly funny, the Sky Dynas using water while the Sea Dynas use fire. But wait! I recognise one of the Sky Dynas! He is flying this way! My Father is coming! But how...? Oh well. I flew out the window to greet him, and we held each other breifly before hurrying into of the house.
"Everyone is still sleeping," I told him quickly. "I tried to tell them, but they wouldn't listen. So I began to leav on my own--"
"Which is exactly what you should be doing!" My Father cried. "Get out, now! Quick!!"
Frightened, I flew to my Room and then out the window with my bags as the real dawn streaked over the horizon. I didn't know where I was going, then heard those ominous words; "...Find the way by the Sea..." I flew off in the direction of the sea, as long as I got there....of course! The Seaside had sworn a truce! I could go and refuge there while waiting for my parents!
Other young Dynas joined me as I flew swiftly as my youth would take me.
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A Life
Nov 26, 2004 4:07:38 GMT
Post by Vacancy on Nov 26, 2004 4:07:38 GMT
~*--__--Chapter three: Memories lost--__--*~
I'm hearing hushed voices. I've tried to open my eyes, but it just shoots pain through my head. Where am I...? How did I get here? ....who am I? I am Twinkle. yes. I know that, though I cannot remember anything else. I tried sitting up, but...that hurt as well. I moved everything... Tail, Wings, arms, body...everything moved, and everything hurt. What happened to me..?
"Tell Twinkle to find the way by the Sea."
What was that supposed to mean? The one thing I remember ought to be more practical -- right? Maybe my parents? Or where I grew up? Or..something? As far as I could tell that strange procalamation might be a hint to finding the end of the rainbow. I opened my eyes, this time before pain closed them I'd catched a glimpse of a room, with Dynas laying around on beds like mine. The room was partly submerged in water, so that whenever the water rose a bit I felt cool relief. Just then I heard someone coming. I wanted to look at the source of the sound, but even thinking about it made my head hurt. I felt a cool hand on my head, then a soothing voice...speaking in Dyna. "It's gonna be OK, there." Then whoever it was, I'm pretty sure a woman from the voice*, went on to the others.
some time later...
I opened my eyes. I don't know how long I'd been out of it this time, it varied quite a bit. From what I'd heard, I was a Sky Dyna in a hospital on the seaside. My name was definetly Twinkle, and I told them as much. Supposedly my home had been attacked by the Sea Dynas and I'd barely escaped with my life, along with several others. According to the others, supposedly, I had fainted out of exoustion on the way here and before they could get me, I had hit the ground. A few others had fainted on the way there as well, so the older Dynas had carried us. We were the ones in the makeshift hospital. The real hospital was full of people from the wargrounds brought here by their familys.
Oh, and one more thing. My family hadn't made it. I don't know why I forgot that, shouldn't it be the first thing I said? Shouldn't I be sad? Maybe...maybe not remembring them made me care less. The few tears I did shed slipped away into the water and nobody noticed.
Well, I'm by the sea. I hope whoever said those words is happy.
*The male's voice doesn't change, as a Dyna it is important for all to keep the high voice used when speaking in Mer and occasionally in Dynalect. This makes it nearly impossible to tell the Male's voice from the Female's.
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A Life
Nov 29, 2004 20:42:11 GMT
Post by Vacancy on Nov 29, 2004 20:42:11 GMT
~*--__--Chapter five: Memories Back--__--*~
A month later, I could get out of bed. I immedietly swam out of the tent and shot out into the air, rejoicing in my freedom. I stretched my wings as wide as they could go, just to feel the wind on them. I then glided around untill I was just above the water, and I sank into it. Oh, the joy of it all!
I then went to the refugee camp, now grown to many times it's original size. I went inside, looking around. It was nice enough, there were sheets here and there covering a corner of it, where I suppose people changed and occasionally slept. I went to some Dynas with similar wings to mine, thinking they might know more about me. Several of them were younger Dynas that I'd seen in the hospital, I suppose they hadn't lost memories and so they'd been let out sooner. Some of them flew over to me and started apologizing profoundly. I opened my mouth to ask who they were and what they were talking about, but nothing came out. Memories flooded back, there was the girl that had slammed her door in my face every day for years. I embraced her and then started to cry as my family came back to me. I could see them now, see my father shooing me out of the house, see my brother and sister asleep, see my mother...
And so I wept. And after I had convinced them they were forgiven, I flew out of the camp and along the seashore, watching the waves, watching the younger children playing, watching the parents, and remembring.
We had come here once, my family and I, on vacation. I'd been the one playing in the waves. I smiled slightly, those were the days. Before the war, when I'd had friends.
I continued along the Seashore in search for peace.
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A Life
Dec 8, 2004 16:39:48 GMT
Post by Vacancy on Dec 8, 2004 16:39:48 GMT
~*--__--Chapter six: Lost--__--*~
I am Twinkle. My family is dead. My city is destroyed.
My soul is ripped apart.
I didn't hear the Dynas heading in the other direction, though I watched them curiosly as they seemed to be shouting desperatly at me. But whatever it was fell on deaf ears, and I kept going. Nothing could stop me now, nothing was between me and grief. No one but I held up the edge of the cliff I was standing on, and it seemed the world was pushing it down. At some point the part of me that was still sensible registered that I should head back - it was getting dark early. That faint thought merely sent my slightly to the side, now flying over forrests. I'm not sure how long I travelled, it might have been an instant, an hour, days, weeks...the list went on. But still only a faint part of me actually registered this fact.
The part of me that remembered tried to block, the part of me that controlled emotion was incomprehendible(sp?), the part of me that thought to much was just trying to stop thinking.
I suddenly stopped and looked around. I didn't know where I was. I franticly looked for the seashore, but there was none in sight. I flew down into the woods below me, landing softly in a clearing. Laying down, I was so exousted, my breath was coming in short shallow breaths. I started drifting. Then I finally fell alseep.
I dreamt of home.
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A Life
Dec 25, 2004 10:50:02 GMT
Post by Vacancy on Dec 25, 2004 10:50:02 GMT
ooc: yes, Sheri will be writtin in 3rd person...Twinkle might be too, it comes more naturally to me and ...I don't feel like going over everything I've written, changing it.
~*--__--Chapter seven: Sheridan--__*~
Sheridan sat on a rock, viewing her homeland with distaste. This was NOT where she wanted to be. Several years ago, some men went exploring on ships. They'd not come back. Sheri'd wanted to go with them, but as she was a 'dainty young woman' not to be spent on 'foolish adventures'.
Gah.
Sheri walked down the slope with ease, though it had many outcroppings of rock. She'd come this was many times. She wanted to go somewhere, be someone! Not just a 'dainty woman', but a 'wondrous woman' or a 'splendid woman'. On the way down, Sheri kicked some of the rocks. Venting. These rocks were her only comfort, she vented, ranted, did anything she wanted to them and they'd still be there, still steady. Sheri took this as a comfort, if they could live through it them she could.
But, once in a while, Sheri found that one of the rocks was shrinking. She knew it was from the rain, but it discouraged her unbelievably. They could be worn down, if only slowly. Did that mean that she could? What would happen when she completely lost faith in the rocks? She decided that despair would overtake her, and that she must get away before winter when the rocks surely would be worn down shockingly. Sheri walked back into the town where she lived, despairing of it. She really needed to get out of here. Sheri walked into her house, hating the walls, hating the roof, hating the civility. She procceded to her room, where she'd succesfully created a skylight. She opened this, and, after calling that she was home, hopped onto the roof.
All of Sheri's friends were afraid of heights. None of them liked the ocean. None of them liked Sheri..but no matter. Sheri would get away, she had too. She needed to leave. Sheri shook herself and went over to her 'hole 'n da roof' and pulled out some things. A waterproof bag, containing a camera, a notebook, some matches, a map, and all such practical things. She headed into the kitchen and called that she was headed out on a trip with her friends, and wouldn't be back for a while. Might even stay out overnight. Her parents called back for her to hurry home, and be careful. Sheri smirked, grabbed some food, and walked out of the house. This would be easy. She knew her 'friends' were taking a long walk to a campground, out of contact for several days. Sheri wasn't invited, of course. But she could pretend she had been and head to the docks instead, a days solid march. She'd be there just after nightfall, it was still early. Sheri headed down the path towards the docks, humming to herself, pleased at her success.
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Sheri yawned. It was well after dark, and she could just see the lights of the dock-town refelcted on the water. Sheri knew she would need to stay in the town overnight, and prayed that nobody would come looking and see her name at the inn. Several hours later, Sheri walked into the town, nearly everything was closed at this hour. Sheri yawned again and walked into the inn, tapping on the innkeeper's desk. That brought someone, and Sheri requested a room. The young man told her it was 10 coins to stay. Sheri payed tiredly, then followed the boy to her room, proceeding to slump onto her bed.
She was asleep by the time the young man had shut the door.
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A Life
Dec 25, 2004 23:00:01 GMT
Post by Ellie on Dec 25, 2004 23:00:01 GMT
I'm really liking this story, keep up the great work! (And definitely keep prodding me to read your stuff!)
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A Life
Dec 26, 2004 4:05:44 GMT
Post by Wen Mernde on Dec 26, 2004 4:05:44 GMT
*sets up tent to watch* I like this story too!
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A Life
Dec 26, 2004 7:10:07 GMT
Post by Vacancy on Dec 26, 2004 7:10:07 GMT
OOC: yay! ty! (btw, Sheri isn't a Dyna. Hence the need for a boat? She's human) Also, Ellie and I have decided that Dynas have fairly long tails adn they can *snigger* move across land like an upright snake, rather than hovering. You see, yes?
~*--__--Chapter eight: a Journey Begins--__--*~
Sheri walked down to the waterside, glancing behind her self-conciosly, for the first time not confident that no one was following her. She talked to a few sailors, asking if any of them could take her to the nearby ocean port, Flyways. Eventually she found someone who said he'd take her that far, but he wouldn't leave 'till the next day. He said it wouldn't cost her anything, she'd need all the money she had for the trip out to sea. Sheri smiled and thanked the man, going back to her room. She could only hope that it hadn't rained, or it wasn't too hot, or anything of the like where her 'friends' had gone and they wouldn't return home too soon, without her.
Sheri walked to the window, gazing at the ship she was to go on getting ready to go. She studied it, taking it to heart to remember every detail. She might need to know someday, if she stayed away from home. Sheri shuddered at the 'if'....did she already doubt her will power that much? Sheri shook herself and looked back to the ships and boats, noting how each one needed diferant things. She watched them all get ready, all the diferant styles and all the diferant ways of going about it. Sheri squinted at some of the small canoes, smiling at how they merely shoved off into the water as opposed to the large ships, which might take days to prepare. Like hers.
Sheri stayed at the hotel all day, alternatly watching the ships getting ready and thinking, and pacing or watching for a screaming rescue band for her. But none came, and slowly all the canoes came back, all the men went to the inns or their homes, tired after being out all day. Sheri watched the sun go down, smiling at the beutiful reflection on the water. She watched it get dark, watched all the stars come out, many more than at her home. Finally Sheri went to bed again, going over the ways to prepare a ship untill she drifted off.
Sheri opened her eyes. It was starting to get light, the first rays of dawn appearing. Sheri yawned, then grabbed her stuff. If her hurried she could buy some food. Sheri ran out of the inn, blinking at the cold. It wasn't that bright yet, but the sky was fairly light. Dawn wouldn't be for another hour or so, but some were opening their shops, knowing full well that this was the hour all the sailors prepared to leave. Sheri hurriedly bought some warm clothes, and some food. She the went down to the ocean, the salt water waking her up fully as it sprayed in her face. The sun was just coming up now, and some ships were already casting off. Sheri darted to her ship, and the captian viewed her for a moment before beconing her to come onboard. Sheri walked on, observing everything about the way the ships were leaving. The way they lifted the sails, the way they raised the side of the ship again as the boards were cast aside,(these ships had no planks - if they want to get rid of you, then you just jump) even the words that the captian shouted to his sailors.
Sheri was escorted to her room, a small empty room that obviosly would have been for a healer. This ship didn't have one, because they were only going on a one day's journey. Sheri dumped her stuff down and sighed, gazing around. It was very simple, just a plank with some matting on it stuck into a wall as a bed, the floor as a seat, and shelves all around, pre-labeled for things that a healer would need. Antidotes, seasick pills, and things like that. Sheri took note of them before hoisting her stuff up on top of the empty shelves and slumping down onto her bed, swiftly falling asleep.
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A Life
Dec 28, 2004 17:01:04 GMT
Post by Ellie on Dec 28, 2004 17:01:04 GMT
fun fun ^_^))
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A Life
Mar 9, 2005 6:39:11 GMT
Post by Vacancy on Mar 9, 2005 6:39:11 GMT
OOC:OK no more of this whole 'chapter ' crap, agreed? >_> (I might make chapters later. Maybe.) ic: Sheri shook herself, she needed to wake up....wake up....she groaned, rolling over and....landing on the floor. "Augh," she mumbled, picking herself up. The ship was rocking, she could feel it moving. Sheri went through her hair with her fingers for a moment then shrugged and climbed up on deck, where she discovered what had woken her up. A huge pile a barrels had fallen over right above her cabin. Great. Sheri took care to stay out of the 'fixing people's' way, watching then for a moment before going swiftly towards the edge of the ship looking down. She rejoyced, just stopping herself from doing a little jig. She'd done it! Gotten away! And she wasn't seasick! WOW! (((Yes, that's it. Leamme alone.... )))
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