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Elusive Miracle

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Legends foretold, the spark of light Fallen from the heavens to bring delight Those who follow in her goddess's light Shall be brought to lands that heavens compare Darkness however knows they won't fare Against this gracious sunbeam's shimmering might Snuff this ember before ruin is brought upon the dark Go forth, my faithful beast of darkness! Engulf the spark before it destroys us all! _ One of heart, one of mind, one wish that made the heavens open their pearly gates. A miracle, born to lead the world into a new age of peace for the light elves. Unfortunately, that would mean the end for the dark elves. The crimes of their ancestors were pushed down through generations. The new age of peace has no place for half-demons, someone must put an end to the newborn Messiah. Unfortunately for Philomel, this death sentence of a mission was pushed to her, courtesy of the Chief's son, Asclepius. Asclepius, an ambitious, short-sighted dark elf, determined to bring the dark elves to their former glory. A person Philomel made the mistake of pissing off. Dragging along the oblivious entrance guard, (Amon) they begin their emotional rollercoaster of a journey. Daggers in hands, can they become the villains their tribe so badly needs, or will the guilt finally drag them under? _ A voice bellowed and screeched from all around him. It sounded like a million cries through the echoes of a cave, that shrieked as it spoke. The shadows reach out toward the blood-red sky, forming a huge dark figure, the figure of a roaring dragon. Its eyes shine through all the darkness, one a brilliant blue, the other a golden yellow, slits of black in the middle, when the dragon blinks, it blinks sideways. From the corner of the eyes to the other corner, rather than one eyelid to the other. " Was anything but pleasant." The distorted voice of his father reminded him as the dragon stomped around. Each stomp crushed the homes of many and killed screaming villages. " Is this what you wish for? Is this what your heart desires?" The disfigured voice questioned. __ " I win." Philomel smugly whispers to Lenny. Completely pleased with herself before noticing Lenny's heart rate beating against her own, matching her speed but was off her pace. It felt like her heart was pounding at an unnatural speed which felt scary but at the same time interesting. She barely noticed Lenny's hazel eyes sparkling as his shocked expression slowly melts into a blissful goofy smile. Her attention finally returned to Lenny when his chiseled jawline moved closer to her. Lenny's head leans forward kissing Philomel on the cheek as he stares at her with such soft eyes. Philomel instantly blushes as she gasps at the sudden kiss. Her lips trembling trying to think of something to say but her brain malfunctioned. Lenny let out a deep chuckle as he ran a hand through his mahogany chestnut brown hair, extremely happy at Philomel's cute reaction. _ There will be romance but it would be slow-paced since it's friends to lovers. No smut scenes. There will be battles and tons of emotional trauma. Super in the middle can go both ways. This book is experimental writing. It shall be written in script format, detailed, and have a rhythmic beat/freestyle poem to certain scenery descriptions. The story shall also have switched target audience, where certain chapters are tailored to male/ female readers. There will be a notice to inform which chapters are which. Female Tailored Chapters (FTC) will have more cute scenes between characters. Male Tailored Chapters (MTC) will have battle based on the Dungeon and Dragon format where the victory or defeat of a match is based on a dice roll. Upload Every Saturday I will also be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com and Inkitt. ______________________________________________

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Chapter 1V5 Chapter 1 A Goddess's Miracle

Murmuring winds

How they scream

Prayers folded

Within the breeze

Gently stirring

Rippling clouds

Till it fades from the skyline

one fades the other stands firm

Standing again the sunlight

Blazing, damning sun rays

Glaring upon, shimmering fortified walls

Glorified city standing tall

In the name of the goddess

They shall never fall

The Holy Capital held up

by the spiritual hands of light elves

Luxtorious it's name

that follows every thought

every plot of its green and bricked lands

every wall and each citizen that lived within

Such harsh sunlight

bearing down yet not a soul minded

for the entire streets of these holy lands

were bare upon this fateful day.

In the distance, roaring with the breeze

for the ears of their goddess to receive

Murmuring winds,

please bear their message

engrave it upon each drifting leaf

Hold it close to your heart

if you have any

deliver the message lighting speed

with each heart beat

with each wing beat

Let the goddess hear their cries

If their hearts are true enough for you

Then deliver, their promised destiny

A breeze picks up, shifting ripples of clouds as the hot afternoon sun shines down upon a shimmering city. The Holy capital of light elves, Luxtorious. Even though, this harsh sunlight bore down upon these fortified lands. No citizen mind, for the streets of the entire kingdom were empty, upon this fateful day.

*Thump thump thump thump*

The sounds of unified stomping feet, the taps of staffs, and the banging of armor. Shook the outlands of Luxtorious as each citizen took up this rhythmic beat. Light elves from all different shapes, sizes, ages, and backgrounds all stood together as one as they beat in unity. Standing in the front of the entire crowd keeping the citizens' pace, with her head held high, was the high priestess of the light elves. One of the six Luxtorious's founder, Haldir.

As she stood proudly, she faced, what once used to be a grand oak tree. A tree that reached out to the heavens with it's withered branches, each tap of her ornamented staff sent its hooped blessed rings to bang against themselves, letting out a melodious jingle. With each jingle clouds form above them in an ominous swirl, darkening the sky above this dying oak tree.

" Restituzione à nous."

High Priestess Haldir yells between a beat in an aged voice that still held authority and power.

" Restituzione à nous."

The Citizens began to chant the voices of the old, the young, the rasped, the shrill, the gruff and even the softest. Their voices all combined into a blur of pitches and yet the message was clear.

"Return to Us"

They chanted on as they all hoped with all their hearts. Believing in one unison truth.

The breeze picks up in a more violent, threatening flow, blowing hard on each and every light elf threatening to carry them off to the swirling crackling clouds above if their hearts weren't true.

Sparks of lighting ripples through the clouds above them as a deafening clasp of thunder roared, undermining the crowds determine chat to the mere squeaks against such a thunderous sound. Even so, the crowd still kept chanting, still kept screaming for change! For a miracle.

*Crack sceeeeeeeen BOOM*

A single blast of lightning fell from the heavens in such a blinding light it made the old thought that they had become blind. It fell with such speed that no heartbeat could catch up to it. It fell upon the oak tree so hard its rippling impact knocked everyone off their feet and blew them all 10 feet away.

The buzzing sound of eardrums rang in everyone's ears. Before it slowly disappears into an eerie silence, that only the pounding of heartbeat against ribcage and fearful breaths, broke.

All eyes were upon the split and scorched Oak tree that was still standing tall. Even though, it lost a couple of its branches. Burning embers that scatter upon the oak tree slowly die off, leaving only the pitch black darkness of soot. The cloud above slowly parted upon a gentle soft breeze. The harsh afternoon sunlight bore down upon the oak tree. Lighting it up like a holy sign from the heavens.

Have they done it? Did the Goddess finally answer their prayers?

*Crying*

The shrieking wails of a newborn emits from within the oak tree. Send the ripples of exclamation, cries of joy, and laughter throughout the entire crowd as the High Priestess Haldir scramble towards the oak tree to greet their savior.

The prophecy that has been long foretold, had finally come to pass. The savior of the elves is finally here. Here to save them all and deliver them to a prosperous new age of peace.

High Priestess Haldir, holding the baby in her hands, wraps a cloth around the shivering baby as she gently rocks him to sleep. The fussy baby cried no more, his eyes drooped, falling into a slumber. The crowd immediately gathered around, eager to see the sweet chubby face of their savior. Chatting with excitement about what his destiny could be and what wondrous things he will accomplish in the future.

High Priestess Haldir held the baby up high for all to see. Their chubby soft pink cheeks, raven-haired sleepy savior wrapped in a blue warm blanket.

Such a glorious day for a miracle and there was no unhappy face within sight, at such a wondrous occasion. However, there was one frowning face, glaring with hate and despise at such an occasion. Further back, hidden behind the walls of the kingdom, sat a young veiled maiden. Comfortably perched upon the rooftop, a clear view over the rampart that overlooked the outlands of the Kingdom.

She huff, grimacing at such a sight as she flip her dagger in the air just to catch it with her right hand, a couple of times. Over her left shoulder, grasped tightly in her left hand was a huge sack filled with stolen supplies from the temporarily abandoned kingdom.

" The Elders aren't going to like this."

She mutters to herself as she slips off the rooftop of a royal's home. A few jumps between the rooftop of the covered parapet walk, a flip under the corbel before scaling down a buttress, and just like that she disappeared down a dark alleyway.

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