So I was busy today and didn't have time to write up a story. Luckily I had this one in my back pocket. I planned to post this for the 10th story but I need something for today. I had a project at where I needed to write a monologue so I did one about Ol'ven Grenleaf.
As some of you may have figured out Ol'ven is a very important character to me. I mention him a lot since I plan to write a book about his adventures in Thraindhne. Ol'ven starts his adventures by running away from Haven, his home city, to go see the world. As he is leaving the city is attacked and destroyed before his eyes. He is basically the only person to escape (or is he?).
Anyway this is what I though Ol'ven may have been thinking of when he saw this. It's not my best writing of his character nor will it be the basis of the story. This is only a basic idea.
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Freedom is mine at last.
The clean air and mountain dew bless my lungs.
The day is old and I am away from Fathers bonds, able to fly like a bird.
Farewell fair city, for although you may be my prison you will forever be in my heart.
What is this I see before my eyes.
Licking flames kiss the walls of my home.
My gods this is a bright day filled blackness.
Although I wish to be away, I did not wish this.
However there is not much I can do from here.
But still all I hold dear is now dead.
I can not watch anymore but can’t look away.
Father, Tod, Rose, all engulfed in this chaotic inferno.
I should be with them, not here.
I to should be ash on the wind, not safe from the destruction bellow me.
My freedom and glee is not deserved.
I should not be anymore.
But… if I die they will no longer exist.
For my mind is the only place they remain.
I am them, or what is left of them at least.
But what to do now.
How can I honor myself without regretting my choice?
How?
What can I do….
I can tell, for that is what I do best.
I shall go forth and tell their stories, so they live on is the minds of others.
I shall go forth and tell their stories, so they live on is the minds of others.
As close to immortality as humanly possible.
Yes, that’s what I’ll do.
That is what I’ll do.
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