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Thanks for the feedback guys! blaugh I really appreciate it and I'm so glad you like it so far. As commanded by the deities of... well, miscellaneous things, xd I present the first half of chapter one! Woo! Sorry it's not done yet...
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The sun had just started to peek over the horizon, sending its light and warmth to slowly creep over the large forest. Pre-dawn dew gradually dissolved into a wispy blanket of mist, carried through the shadowy woodland on a light breeze. An eerie silence pervaded the air, broken only by the heavy trotting of a pair of men on horseback.
The younger of the two glanced around nervously, a chill running down his spine in spite of the warm weather. “This place is giving me the creeps,” he muttered, pulling his jacket tighter around his shoulders.
His companion looked over with a bushy eyebrow raised, “Don’t tell me you’re scared of a little fog, Alec.”
“I never said that,” the young man snapped, his dark brown eyes narrowing at the other man. “It’s just… You’ve heard the stories, Joseph. What the other hunters are saying.”
Joseph rolled his eyes, “You actually believe that superstitious nonsense? A demon in the woods? A ghost lady that lures men to their deaths? Give me a break. It’s all a bunch of hogwash, and you know it.”
“All right! Doesn’t mean it’s not creepy,” Alec remarked, jumping when a rabbit suddenly darted out from a nearby bush and raced off through the mist.
The older man laughed, turning his horse when they reached a wide river and following it upstream. “You’re such a coward. I mean, we’ve been hunting dozens of times. How is this any different?”
“We’ve only hunted deer and bears, for one thing. For another, something just doesn’t feel right about this place,” he responded, making sure his crossbow was within easy reach.
“Just remember why we’re here,” Joseph said, digging into one of the saddlebags and producing a silver, cone-shaped object. He held it up right in front of Alec’s face. “See this? This horn sells for two hundred gold coins in the market. A stallion’s horn will get twice that. Not to mention, the hair sells for fifteen coins an ounce, and their tails alone give at least a pound.”
Alec sighed heavily as he stared at the object in the other man’s hand, watching as it glittered slightly even in the dim lighting. “I get the idea.”
The other man smirked and tucked the horn away again. “Good, now stay quiet. We’re going to be rich by the end of the month,” he said, a greedy smile spreading over his face.
Still feeling uneasy, Alec remained quiet as they continued to travel through the silent forest. An hour passed before they finally saw a break in the trees. Several yards away, the woods gave way to a large meadow where the river opened into a pond, fed by a tall, narrow waterfall at the far end.
Gathered close to the water was a herd of at least two dozen unicorns of all different colors.
Joseph grinned and dismounted before tying his horse’s reins to a nearby tree branch. “All right, just move slowly and stay quiet.”
Alec nodded, unloading his crossbow and putting the strap around his shoulder before testing the sights.
The older man did the same, grabbing his quiver with extra bolts inside. “Let’s go,” he said, starting toward the tree line at a slow pace, making as little noise as possible. The younger man followed and once they reached the edge of the trees, they crouched down behind some thick shrubs.
They peered cautiously over the bush, watching the herd just a few yards away. Most of the animals were mares, but two or three were stallions, their larger, golden horns clearly distinguishable from the females’ silver ones.
“Good thing the wind is coming from the east, they don’t even know we’re here,” Alec whispered excitedly, his initial wariness all but forgotten.
“Got that right. You take the first shot. Go for that big stallion on the far left,” Joseph instructed, pointing to the stormy gray male.
Alec nodded, lifting his crossbow and carefully taking aim. Just as he pulled the trigger, they were hit by a sudden gust of wind. Seconds later, an enormous pair of hooves seemed to appear out of nowhere and stomped the bolt right out of the air halfway to its target.
The men’s eyes widened at the sight of the massive beast standing before them. Average unicorns were normally about the size of a standard Clydesdale, but this unicorn was nearly twice that, though its silvery horn told them it was a female. Her blackish-blue coat was unlike any they had ever seen.
The unicorn turned toward the herd, stamped her hooves and bayed loudly, tossing her head at the same time. Almost immediately, the herd looked up at her curiously. She reared up and cried out again, hitting the ground hard. The other unicorns turned swiftly and ran off into the trees, quickly disappearing from sight. Once the herd was gone, the large mare turned again, staring right at the spot where the men were hiding.
“My God… look at the size of that thing,” Joseph muttered, his hands trembling slightly.
“Where on Earth did it come from?” Alec wondered, keeping his eyes on the unicorn as he carefully reached over and pulled another bolt out of the quiver.
The unicorn snorted loudly, beating her hoof on the ground and lowering her head, as if she realized what he was trying to do. Alec fumbled with the bolt and dropped it, looking back up at the unicorn. Joseph snorted as well, quickly raising his bow and taking aim. As soon as it was up, however, the mare roared and charged at them.
Startled, Joseph fired. Unbelievably, the unicorn turned sharply at the last moment, dodging the bolt by mere inches, before coming straight for them again.
“Run!” Alec yelled, grabbing the other man’s arm and pulling him up as he scrambled to his feet. Joseph followed, tripping over his own feet before finally starting to run. The sound of the unicorn’s hoof beats and snorts filled their ears, getting closer by the second.
to be continued...
sweatdrop Let me know if anything sounds terribly unrealistic or whatever. You know the drill. ^_^
(Picture is clickable for the full version. Don't worry, it's not stolen, it's mine.)
~Chapter One~
Sending A Warning
Sending A Warning
The sun had just started to peek over the horizon, sending its light and warmth to slowly creep over the large forest. Pre-dawn dew gradually dissolved into a wispy blanket of mist, carried through the shadowy woodland on a light breeze. An eerie silence pervaded the air, broken only by the heavy trotting of a pair of men on horseback.
The younger of the two glanced around nervously, a chill running down his spine in spite of the warm weather. “This place is giving me the creeps,” he muttered, pulling his jacket tighter around his shoulders.
His companion looked over with a bushy eyebrow raised, “Don’t tell me you’re scared of a little fog, Alec.”
“I never said that,” the young man snapped, his dark brown eyes narrowing at the other man. “It’s just… You’ve heard the stories, Joseph. What the other hunters are saying.”
Joseph rolled his eyes, “You actually believe that superstitious nonsense? A demon in the woods? A ghost lady that lures men to their deaths? Give me a break. It’s all a bunch of hogwash, and you know it.”
“All right! Doesn’t mean it’s not creepy,” Alec remarked, jumping when a rabbit suddenly darted out from a nearby bush and raced off through the mist.
The older man laughed, turning his horse when they reached a wide river and following it upstream. “You’re such a coward. I mean, we’ve been hunting dozens of times. How is this any different?”
“We’ve only hunted deer and bears, for one thing. For another, something just doesn’t feel right about this place,” he responded, making sure his crossbow was within easy reach.
“Just remember why we’re here,” Joseph said, digging into one of the saddlebags and producing a silver, cone-shaped object. He held it up right in front of Alec’s face. “See this? This horn sells for two hundred gold coins in the market. A stallion’s horn will get twice that. Not to mention, the hair sells for fifteen coins an ounce, and their tails alone give at least a pound.”
Alec sighed heavily as he stared at the object in the other man’s hand, watching as it glittered slightly even in the dim lighting. “I get the idea.”
The other man smirked and tucked the horn away again. “Good, now stay quiet. We’re going to be rich by the end of the month,” he said, a greedy smile spreading over his face.
Still feeling uneasy, Alec remained quiet as they continued to travel through the silent forest. An hour passed before they finally saw a break in the trees. Several yards away, the woods gave way to a large meadow where the river opened into a pond, fed by a tall, narrow waterfall at the far end.
Gathered close to the water was a herd of at least two dozen unicorns of all different colors.
Joseph grinned and dismounted before tying his horse’s reins to a nearby tree branch. “All right, just move slowly and stay quiet.”
Alec nodded, unloading his crossbow and putting the strap around his shoulder before testing the sights.
The older man did the same, grabbing his quiver with extra bolts inside. “Let’s go,” he said, starting toward the tree line at a slow pace, making as little noise as possible. The younger man followed and once they reached the edge of the trees, they crouched down behind some thick shrubs.
They peered cautiously over the bush, watching the herd just a few yards away. Most of the animals were mares, but two or three were stallions, their larger, golden horns clearly distinguishable from the females’ silver ones.
“Good thing the wind is coming from the east, they don’t even know we’re here,” Alec whispered excitedly, his initial wariness all but forgotten.
“Got that right. You take the first shot. Go for that big stallion on the far left,” Joseph instructed, pointing to the stormy gray male.
Alec nodded, lifting his crossbow and carefully taking aim. Just as he pulled the trigger, they were hit by a sudden gust of wind. Seconds later, an enormous pair of hooves seemed to appear out of nowhere and stomped the bolt right out of the air halfway to its target.
The men’s eyes widened at the sight of the massive beast standing before them. Average unicorns were normally about the size of a standard Clydesdale, but this unicorn was nearly twice that, though its silvery horn told them it was a female. Her blackish-blue coat was unlike any they had ever seen.
The unicorn turned toward the herd, stamped her hooves and bayed loudly, tossing her head at the same time. Almost immediately, the herd looked up at her curiously. She reared up and cried out again, hitting the ground hard. The other unicorns turned swiftly and ran off into the trees, quickly disappearing from sight. Once the herd was gone, the large mare turned again, staring right at the spot where the men were hiding.
“My God… look at the size of that thing,” Joseph muttered, his hands trembling slightly.
“Where on Earth did it come from?” Alec wondered, keeping his eyes on the unicorn as he carefully reached over and pulled another bolt out of the quiver.
The unicorn snorted loudly, beating her hoof on the ground and lowering her head, as if she realized what he was trying to do. Alec fumbled with the bolt and dropped it, looking back up at the unicorn. Joseph snorted as well, quickly raising his bow and taking aim. As soon as it was up, however, the mare roared and charged at them.
Startled, Joseph fired. Unbelievably, the unicorn turned sharply at the last moment, dodging the bolt by mere inches, before coming straight for them again.
“Run!” Alec yelled, grabbing the other man’s arm and pulling him up as he scrambled to his feet. Joseph followed, tripping over his own feet before finally starting to run. The sound of the unicorn’s hoof beats and snorts filled their ears, getting closer by the second.
to be continued...
Such pretty words but sadly, very typical. stare Predictable actually. Don't worry keep trying, you'll start to see what is used too much often and what isn't. Take into account that the least used is the best way to go. Much more interesting.
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