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CariRae

PostPosted: Fri Dec 07, 2007 3:47 pm


Chapter 1
Thinking
As I looked out the window into the pouring, windy weather I felt like doing absolutely nothing. What I would give to just lie in the rain and be. Though, I would have plenty of time for that in the years to come, but now I needed the time to just look up at the sky and feel each little drop splash against me, run down the sides of my face and drip through my long golden hair.

I just wanted the time to age, well not exactly -- to age at a normal human rate, in a few days that would all end and I will gain my Elvin abilities, strength, beauty, grace and whatever other ones that get thrown in there, all at my sixteen birthday the 1st of November. Right now it is like I am the exact opposite; I am an average looking, weak, klutzy girl. Now I am going to have to leave and go to an elf school to learn how to control my abilities. It is so sad, every other girl looks forward to being sixteen getting their permit and gaining privileges and responsibility, but me, I have to be exiled away from my friends to the strictest boarding school on Earth.

“Elleira,” My English teacher Ms. Docina interrupted my train of thought, “ I know you are leaving in a couple of days, but could you please just pay attention for these last few days, before you graduate and leave.”

She was so knaggy, like it mattered what she was saying, I will have thousands of years to learn all about it. Plus, I am the smartest student to begin with, something to do with being an elf I guess. I had gone to summer school to take advanced courses so I could graduate high school before I left. Ms. Docina just doesn’t like the idea of declaring someone superior to others, which she has made very clear to me, as she taught all the honors English classes, what a hypocrite. I had already taken every final and everything. I was just here to hang out with my friends for the last couple of days and she knew that. “Fine, Miss Docina.” She scowled at me. She hated to be called Miss; she felt it was a sign of disrespect even though she wasn’t married.

She went on to explain the importance of outlining a piece of writing before even starting the first paragraph, so that you can write a well organized paper, which I already knew and didn’t need to do. She had only explained this to the class before every writing assignment she gave us. It was really quite rude to interrupt me since I won’t even be here for the paper’s due date.

My friends all wanted me to wait and go to college with them, but I couldn’t even if I wanted to. It is in the Elf law, “All children of the age of sixteen years shall attend the Elvin School of Mastery,” as it so clearly states. What I have heard of the school officially is that it is a well polished school, with high academic standards. From what you could call gossip, there are rumors of children being crushed, things randomly exploding, children having to hang from a bar 100 meters above a shallow river for 2 days, and a multitude of other not so honorable happenings.

I am a little bit afraid to go, even though I have no option, which makes it worse. I don’t even know what kind of classes I am going to have to take. I might have more information if my parents were still around. I live with my father’s friend, Zytka, which is a polish name that means rose flower. She is very proud of it and thinks herself a rose. She has white silky hair in a kind of relaxed shoulder length cut. She has beautiful light brown eyes that pierce into the depths of her soul, telling all her feelings. Her face is heart shaped and she is completely beautiful. I think the only reason she hasn’t married is because she has to take care of me, which I feel so guilty for. I am leaving soon and then she won’t have to worry about me. She is like a mother to me even though she is not an elf. My mother died when I was born, which I think my father blames me for, but I wouldn’t know he never even sends me a letter. Both my parents were elves, but my mother was old, about 2035 years when I was born. She had become so weak in the pregnancy, but she refused to give me up for her own life.
Then the bell rang letting me leave for the end of the day. I still had to ride the bus home, my friends would have given me a ride since they are all about 18, but Zytka won’t allow it. She says I’m way too fragile, along with other chaperone issues and things which are completely irrelevant. I went to meet my friends before getting on the bus.

That’s when I heard the “Eeek! Oh my goodness Elleira we are going to miss you sooooo…” she went on for a while, my friend Seya is very loud and charismatic something I will never be, “much. We have to do something. A going away slash birthday party to see you off.”

“That sounds great.” I wasn’t so excited about that, since I still have a lot of packing and things to do before I go away, but everyone would be disappointed with no sense of closure if there was nothing.

“Okay then. The party will be this Friday your last day of school, before you leave on your birthday on Saturday. We talked with the principal and the whole school is going to have that day off to say goodbye to one of their best students.” Now I really didn’t like this idea. How embarrassing could she make this for me, but she apparently put a lot of work into it already.
PostPosted: Fri Dec 07, 2007 4:28 pm


Chapter 2
Leaving

I came home at the normal time; I still had a couple hours before Zytka came home, so I worked on packing. I am so tired of packing, but I have to take everything I own with me. This is not the normal 4 year college. It will take about 13 years to graduate and I will still be physically sixteen.
What more could a girl want than to outlive everyone she ever knew. I started weeping. I have known this was going to happen for my entire life so I only let myself be artificially friends with people. Unfortunately I could not let them know that. And unconsciously there was nothing artificial about my friends. I laid down on my bed for a couple hours letting myself cry out.

Then Zytka came home and I had to pull myself together. I couldn’t let her see me in this state. I had to be strong for her and everyone else. I went to the mirror and got rid of all evidence of my crying. I could still see it reflected in my eyes though.

“Hi Elleira, how was your day?” Zytka kindly asked me then her face turned worried. Apparently my eyes were just as deep as hers. “Honey, what’s wrong? Are you worried about leaving your friends? The new school? What?” I laughed inside my head; I guess I might as well have been putting my thoughts in her head with the look in my eyes.

“Yes. I’m sorry. I was trying to be strong for everybody, but I’m going to miss you so much.” She put all her things down and hugged me. “I’m really, really sorry.” I told her.

“It’s alright. You don’t have to hide your feelings from me. You can’t hide your feelings from me to tell you the truth.” I pulled away and looked up at her. “You better now?”

I whispered, “Yes” and went toward my room then explained, “I have a lot of packing to do. I’ll be down for dinner.”

...

I woke up and realized it was Friday morning. The day I had been dreading for a million reasons. The most prominent of these reasons was my going away party and the fact that today is my last day of high school, the day of goodbyes, in so many ways. Most people get to wait until they are about 18 before this happens and I’m not even 16 yet. Now I am to be shipped off to elf school.

One good thing about going away is that I will meet people that are going to live as long as I am. A major reason I have never had a boyfriend or felt that way about anyone. I guess it might be something about me that they can’t explain that puts them off from me, the fact that I’m an elf. Another side effect that I was not told about. Truth be told, I know very little about elves for being one. That might be something to do with being brought up by a human, she told me everything she knew, but that was not very much.

I got dressed in the clothing I had left out for today because I packed everything else. I got ready and packed the things I used. We were leaving as soon as Zytka picked me up from school to drive to the airport. There they will load all of my belongings onto a private jet which will then fly to a small overlooked island somewhere in the Pacific Ocean.

I looked in the mirror and sighed, knowing that I would never look this human again in my life. I was still noticeably an elf with my slightly pointed ears and high cheek bones, but tomorrow my features with change dramatically. My golden hair will straighten and look like real gold. My face will go from the nice tan color it is to a completely pale complexion. The corners of my eyes will point up slightly and I will be much more defined, skinnier, and taller. The only thing that won’t change is the color of my eyes; the nice glowing grey blue color will stay the same. I will gain complete grace to the point I could walk across a spider web. I will have great strength so I could lift a car above my head without breaking a sweat and my body will be impermeable, a bullet would not be able to pierce my skin. Only an Elven arrow or sword is able to pierce Elves’ skin. We also have great endurance for physical and mind activities.

I walked outside to wait for the bus and I was met by my friend Dell. “Elleira, let me drive you to school today. I know Zytka doesn’t approve, but it is your last day. Come on.”

“Alright, it is my last day and she’s not going to have any power over me any longer so why not.”

“Great.” He was elated. I guess he really wanted time with me on this, my last day of high school.

We got in his SUV and started off.”So how does it feel?”

“How does what feel?” I answered completely confused and preoccupied.
“How does it feel to finally be done with high school, after all your hard work to finish two years early?”

“Hey, it’s actually only one and a half, I would be a junior by any other standard and to answer your question I am a little afraid of life afterwards.” For most people that implies the real world, but for me that’s just the start of school. It is as if I just finished pre-school and am going on to kindergarten.

“Yea, it is a little scary. I am going to graduate at the end of the year and I’m a little apprehensive myself. Plus, I still have half a year. Though you have it all figured out, don’t you, your college and major everything?” He tried to empathize, but he really had no idea what I was going through. He couldn’t know what I was going through.

“Yes, it is all planned out for me. Quite frankly, I don’t have a choice. The one thing my father does is something I would rather him keep out of.” That was my cover story for not having a choice in the matter. I could not tell people the law states I have to go to this school now and I don’t even know my father, so he could have made the law for all I know.

We arrived at school earlier than I normally get there because the bus takes a lot longer to pick up everyone. I went to my locker to put away my coat. It was kind of sad to see it empty. It had been my locker for the two and a half years of high school. Wow, am I really going to get worked up about a locker? I guess it is more the meaning behind it than the actual locker, I hope, unless elves have some kind of connection to inanimate objects, though I seriously doubt that.

Seya came up to me, “Elleira, Why don’t we go around to all your teachers so you can say goodbye to them?” AKA I have to distract you until everyone has the party set up.

I ignored her attempt, “Why is the school going through, so much trouble just because one insignificant student is leaving?”

“Hey, you’re not insignificant. You are our school’s own resident genius. Of course they are going to make a big deal about you.”

“But I am not a genius. I just did the work and learned the information. It really is not that difficult. Anyone who has the time and patience could do it.” I was telling the truth, but I had an advantage I did not need time or patience to understand the information.

“Yea, you tell yourself that. I think you would have to be a genius to have that much patience and time.” Seya obviously didn’t by my story more than I did. I wonder if like Einstein was an elf or is one for that matter, but he did look really old, so I guess not. “Come on there goes Ms. Docina.” The one teacher I really didn’t want to say goodbye to, but I went along anyway.

...

The party was fun. All of my friends came together and hugged me in a huge group hug, which they know I don’t like hugs, but I let them knowing they would never see or communicate with me again. They all nicely believed the story of the secluded island with no modern ways of communication, which was half way true.

All of my teachers said the basic, “We are going to miss you. You were one of our greatest students…” I have heard it before and am not really proud of it because of what I am.

I went to bed thinking,” When I wake up I will be a complete elf with all the abilities and everything.”

I started to dream. I was running toward the coast. I looked to my left and saw all the buildings and people going past as if I were in a speeding car but faster. I tried to stop but I had no control over where I was going. When I reached the coast I started flying straight up into the clouds.

I came through one and there was this large swirling eye, as if I were in the eye of a storm, but only without a storm. I kept going towards it until I could see into it and stopped. I could see this purple blur then it cleared into a landscape of marvelous ice mountains, then it changed into a spider but zoomed in, then the spider spit out golden thread and dared me to climb it, but I could not move. I tried as hard as I could to move and then started falling down into the water, only to wake up the second before I hit. I was sweating a lot and breathing hard. I looked over at the clock and saw that it was 12:00 on the dot.

I got up and went to turn on the light. On the way I looked in the mirror and thought for a second that it wasn’t me staring back. I looked almost like a ghost. My hair was shining golden radiating the little light coming from the numbers of the clock. My skin was as pale as the moon with not a single blemish. My arms were defined and muscled and I had an amazing curvature the hourglass shape all human girls want for themselves. And I seemed a bit taller to me, my legs seemed to go on forever, maybe I just became skinnier.

I stared at myself for a while before I realized that I should probably go back to bed. It would be bad to be dead tired on my first day of elf school. I went back to bed and slept until 8 am dreamlessly.

I finally was in the car going to the airport where I would finally board the private jet to take me to the Elven School of Mastery. For some reason I’ was not nervous in the slightest. My terror had been growing all month but just then there was nothing. Maybe I was just finally accepting the fact.
We arrived at the airport and Zytka started weeping, so I had to be the strong one and comfort her, even though I was on the brink of water works myself. The shuttle to take me to the private jet came, so I had to leave. I said my final goodbyes to Zytka and got on the shuttle. I stared back at her as the shuttle began to speed away down the lane. When she finally disappeared the terror came back with renewed vigor.

When we reached the plane I couldn’t make myself get up for a moment until the driver looked back at me and said, “This is your stop dearie.” I got my bag and walked up the stairs onto the plane. It was absolutely beautiful inside, with old style decorations and brilliant green and gold coloring. There were beautiful paintings of fantasy, but really real, beings on the inner hull of the plane. It was like being in a beautiful dream.

Then the pilot came back and introduced himself, “Hello Elleira, my name is Captain Aerliel. I am pleased to finally meet you daughter of Alec Rhine, Chief General of Elven forces.” He said it with a kind of Italian accent, it was beautiful, and he was beautiful. He was the first elf I had ever seen other than myself. Then I realized what he had just said and stared at him, I knew very little of my father. I had never really spoken to him and Zytka was a human so she couldn’t know much of Elven affairs.

Then I caught myself and said, “Sorry, yes pleased to meet you. Where are we going exactly? I know to the Elven School of Mastery, but where is that exactly?” So that is how I made my great first impression, by spacing out and asking a stupid question.

“Oh, yes of course. It is on the island of Filti in the North Pacific about 70°W and 30°N a bit west of Mexico. It is quite a large island, but we have ways to make people look over it.”

“Oh, that’s interesting. What’s the climate like there?”
“It’s pretty warm, but there are deciduous forests and a mountain range along it. It’s a really beautiful place. Shall we get this plane in the air?”
“Yes. Sorry.”
“I will talk to you later. Have a nice flight.”
I took a seat in one of the takeoff and landing chairs and got out a book to read during the flight.

CariRae


CariRae

PostPosted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 2:31 pm


Okay guys, I know it's long but some constructive criticism would be nice.
PostPosted: Wed Dec 12, 2007 7:00 pm


Sorry dearie, don't have much time this week, it's finals week. that and i run my own rp and i'm crew in 3 guilds, so i'm pretty much busy, if i get time i look it over...

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CariRae

PostPosted: Thu Oct 30, 2008 2:32 pm


Chapter 3 Arrival

I awoke to an announcement over the speaker, “My lovely young elf I bid you to take a look out your window and see the magical Island of Filti.” I looked out my window and there was this large island, about the side of all the Hawaiian Islands combined. “A pretty beautiful place” didn’t even begin to cover it.

There were white sand beaches that glistened blindingly in the sunlight like an infinite amount of little diamonds sparkling against the night. Past the beach there were forests of palm trees gradually turning into deciduous forest as the land rose in elevation, but at the top there was a forest of pines that ended halfway up these incredulously, gargantuan mountains that wound up the length of the island. They were so tall they could make the Himalayas look like foothills. I couldn’t see to the top of them even from the elevation of the plane I was in.

As we were coming in for landing I first saw it, the Elven School of Mastery. It resided in the deciduous part of the Island and appeared to be out of a story book, with white stone towers rising from an enormous castle that looked out over a sheer rock face. In the middle of the rock face a waterfall cascaded down from a river that converged after it split around the school grounds. The blocks of the castle were covered with what looked like designs carved into every block, which I couldn’t quite see clearly from this elevation. Then, surrounding the castle were lush gardens sparkling with the brilliantly energetic colors of fall.
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