I realize I've been thrown off my usual posting schedule, but that is because I have had a lot of things going on in my life. So, the time that I was absent from both my blogs was dealing with those things. Now that I am back, I should say that I have posts planned that aren't drawing related. I plan to do a book tag, as well as posts related to my novels, songwriting, and acting soon. While I normally would not do two drawing posts in a row, this was one post I had fully written, edited, and planned. So, I felt as if I should post it.
I will also be responding to comments from previous posts. I loved reading everyone's comments, they truly made my day during such stressful times. And thank you to Anno for the shout out. 💚
But let's get to the post:
Here is the official (optional) prompt list:
Day #10 Your Idol, I drew Dr. Crusher played by Gates McFadden from Star Trek: The Next Generation. Gates McFadden was the one who inspired me to be an actor, so I decided I should draw her for this prompt.
Day #11 Silhouette, I was a little more creative with this prompt. I wanted to draw the Wax Witch from my novel, Dolls of Wax, Eyes of Glass, but not only a shadow/outline of her. So, I drew her silhouette behind her.
Day #12 Facial Hair, I drew Gimli from Lord of the Rings for practice. I don't usually draw bearded characters so this was fun to draw.
Day #13 Furious, I drew Cheetah Girl from my super hero story for this one. I wanted to make her look as if she was furious. This is different, because I often draw her looking calm or thoughtful.
Day #14 Freckles, I drew Elm, one of my dryad characters. I decided since Valentine's Day was the day I drew it, that I would give her Valentine's Day accessories.
Day #15 Delighted, I drew Sebastian for this one. I have not drawn him a lot, so I wanted to draw him looking happy.
Day #16 in profile, I drew Fiáina talking to a dragon. Since dragons used to live in Dragons' Province (where the story takes place), I thought it would make sense for her to talk to one.
Day #17 poorly, Ferdinand Diggory from The Haunted Sketchbook is feeling his worst here (due to sleep deprivation, nightmares, and ghosts).
Day #18 Your Current Mood, I best describe this mood as "a million different emotions are going through your head and you're trying to process all of them, while keeping a straight face." So of course, I drew D.I. Elyerin Time experiencing this.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Which drawing is your favorite? Are you a fan of Lord of the Rings or Star Trek?
This post will contain a mixture of old and new drawings.
And as an update, I will be posting the next part of Using Polls to Create Art sometime in the near future, but in the meantime you can still vote on the poll at the end of that post here.
Let's begin:
This was originally drawn for a Halloween post, however, that post didn't end up working. This is a drawing of Matilda in a wizard/witch Halloween costume. I drew this before I knew her very well, so thinking about it now she would probably dress up as a heroine from one of her favorite Gothic novels.
A drawing of Deet from The Dark Crystal: Age of Resistance.
Deet was one of my favorite characters from the show, and I hope someday someone decides to bring the TV show back. I am still sad that it was canceled. I drew this around the time that the show first came out.
This is one of two drawings I created for a prompt on NaNoWriMo which was "what would your character's zoom background be?" However, I took this a step further and decided to draw how my characters would react if they had Zoom.
This comic is for my novel, Dolls of Wax, Eyes of Glass. In the comic Matilda is talking to her mother about the haunted estate that she and her brother just moved into. Since this is Matilda at the beginning of the story, she is enjoying the idea of living in a haunted castle, without realizing what dangers it will hold... Also Matilda's and Felix's mother, sadly, is having a bit of difficulty with Zoom, so can't turn her video on.
Side note, I feel as if the horrible things that happen in my story would be prevented if my characters had modern technology and long distance communication that didn't take a long time to deliver.
Here's an old drawing I did of Kira from The Dark Crystal. She was really fun to draw.
This second response to the prompt was inspired by this video.
This is for my other novel (though I have many I'm working on), The Mystery of the Body Thief.
Basically, this woud happen if Ophelia and D.I. Time had Zoom:
D.I. Time would accidentally turn on a dragon filter, and since shapeshifting exists in that world, he does have to clarify that he didn't get magically turned into a dragon.
I realize I haven't made many posts on my blog relating to Sebastian. He only has a few posts in which he's featured, which were a drawing of him included in a tag post, and posts I made all the way back in 2016. To give you some background on the character, Sebastian is Oak's twin brother (like her, he is a half dryad). He works as a healer, and gets his healing powers from the Greek god, Apollo. And if you're interested, here is his profile page.
This is a drawing of Iris I created a while ago, but I really like how her veil turned out.
And lastly, here is a recent portrait style I made of Riona "Fire."
I like how her hair turned out.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Which drawing is your favorite? And how would your characters react if they had Zoom?
So, I decided to do another double tag post. Because both these tags involve writing or have questions about it, I thought it made sense to include them in the same post.
For the first tag: The Jolly Genre Jubilee Tag, I was tagged by McKayla at Tales of a Triple Threat. Thank you, McKayla. :D
I misread the rule at first and for some reason thought you wanted to find a gif of a seagull (and was going to reference "Seagulls Stop It Now"). Then I realized after I had found a really cute seagull gif that you actually wanted one of a pelican....
So, anyway let's begin:
What is your favorite genre of fiction to write?
I have two genres I write in a lot: Fantasy and Gothic.
I have been writing Fantasy for a very long time. My first novels were in this genre. Specifically, the sub-genre of Fantasy I tend to write the most is High Fantasy. I love spending time creating different worlds, species, and magic systems.
I started writing Gothic more recently, and I am enjoying it very much. I am writing my first Gothic novel right now, titled Dolls of Wax, Eyes of Glass.
What genre would you NEVER get caught writing.....EVER?
(Felix is against the genre of Gothic (even though he is in a Gothic novel)...So, I felt this was fitting for this question)
I think YA fiction. Not that I have anything against it, but right now I can't imagine myself writing a story in that genre. Partly because I tend to write stories with older protagonists (or younger protagonists). However, one day I could write a story with young adult main characters, but at the moment I don't have plans to.
I also don't want to write a book that is romance only. I usually like books that have a subplot of romance, but don't have the book centered completely on that.
What fictional genre feels most like home to you?
It's a mix of High Fantasy and Gothic for me. I like them both for different reasons, and I find them comforting for different reasons.
I like High Fantasy because I can escape into different worlds of my own imagination, and I can imagine what it would be like to have magic or be another creature (that isn't human).
What I find comforting about Gothic literature is that I can make myself scared in a fun way, and not scared or stressed in a real way. This is important to me with the world being so unpredictable right now.
If you could transform your life into any genre of your choosing, what would it be?
(Elm (left) and Oak (right) who are characters from a Fantasy story of mine)
High Fantasy for sure! I want to live in a world where I am a shapeshifter or an elf, where magic is everywhere, and where adventures await. It just seems super fun and something I would really like to do. (At this point, this answer probably isn't surprising to you.)
What genre does your real life resemble at the moment?
Interestingly, my life is like a Gothic novel at the moment. There is a lot of fear regarding the unknown, and everything is a little bit unpredictable, so of course it would fall into the gothic genre.
(Image from Goodreads, https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/89724.We_Have_Always_Lived_in_the_Castle?ac=1&from_search=true&qid=3jautJsjTN&rank=1)
I would say in terms of Gothic stories We Have Always Lived in the Castle is what it closely resembles. I would have preferred it to be like The Picture of Dorian Gray or Frankenstein. But nope, my life happens to be like We Have Always Lived in the Castle.
What's a genre you're interested in writing, even though you've never written it before?
Science fiction, I like Star Trek so I've always wanted to write a novel in that genre, however, I haven't gotten around to writing one yet.
What genre is your most recent plot bunny and where did it come from?
I have two plot bunnies that have been hanging around. They are...
The third book in the Lady Annabelle Mystery Series. I had an idea for a third book in my head for a while, and now I finally know what is going to happen in it. It is a Fantasy/Murder Mystery. The novel was inspired by a mixture of different songs, though I had a bit of an idea in my head for what should happen before inspiration struck.
The second is The Haunted Sketchbook,which is Gothic and Historical Fiction. It (like Dolls of Wax, Eyes of Glass) was inspired by a nightmare. And I plan to write it once I finish Dolls of Wax, Eyes of Glass. I also plan to delve more into the details of the story in later posts.
How many genres have you written thus far in your writing journey?
Be prepared, the list is long...
Fantasy, murder mysteries/crime fiction, fan fiction (in comic form), super hero (also in comic form), gothic, historical fiction, romance (as a subplot), contemporary, humor/satire, retellings, poetry, a little bit of science fiction (if we count my numerous fanfics of star trek), ghost stories, spiritual (All Is Not Lost For All Begin Again is in that genre) and so many more.
1. What is your favorite genre of fiction to write?
2. What genre would you NEVER get caught writing.....EVER?
3. What fictional genre feels most like home to you?
4. If you could transform your life into any genre of your choosing, what would it be?
5. What genre does your real life resemble at the moment?
6. What's a genre you're interested in writing, even though you've never written it before?
7. What genre is your most recent plot bunny and where did it come from?
8. How many genres have you written thus far in your writing journey?
For the Second Tag: The HonsTEA Tag, I was tagged by McKayla at Tales From a Triple Threat and by Elizabeth from Autumn Ink. Thank you, McKayla and Elizabeth. :) The tag was created by Nie at From Nie.
The badge:
The rules-
- no lies allowed. if an answer is too shameful to expose you may substitute the answer with a gif/image of someone drinking tea.
- there are optional bonus additions to questions but these are not for the faint of heart. if you complete the tag having answered every question + the bonus additions (no gifs used), you are dubbed a certified tea chugger, and you deserve a badge to show the world that you are not afraid of a steaming hot cup of TRUTH. tag at least one other person (a tea party with just one is not very fun. trust me.) untagged persons are more than welcome to fill it out as well (nothing cooler than crashing a tea party).
what is a 'bad' (generally disliked) movie that you actually love?
(Image from Wikipedia, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fantastic_Beasts%3A_The_Crimes_of_Grindelwald#/media/File:Fantastic_Beasts_-_The_Crimes_of_Grindelwald_Poster.png)
This is generally disliked movie because the lore of Harry Potter was altered and distorted. Since I had only read the first five books of Harry Potter, it didn't bother me or affect my enjoyment of the film. In fact, I viewed the movies as a series unrelated to Harry Potter franchise.(I also enjoyed the first Fantastic Beasts film, which is why I wanted to see the second).
In regards to the issues involving the characters and lore, I didn't even know who Nagini was until I looked the character up later, so I was unaware of the controversy about what Rowling did to the character. My first thought was that she was a new character, who happened to be able to turn into a snake, not that she was going to be Voldemort's (evil) pet later...😬 But if you think about it hard, there are so many things wrong with Rowling's choice to do that with Nagini....
(Image from Pinterest, https://www.pinterest.com/pin/the-niffler-is-back-as-you-saw-in-the-trailer-and-the-niffler-may-have-babies-eddie-redmayne--459719074460137904/)
But ignoring those elements, I honestly only watched (and rewatched) the movie for Newt Scamander (who is one of my favorite fictional characters), the (baby) Nifflers, and the other beasts. There were some things about the movie that did bother me, but it is very fun to watch nonetheless. But I should say, I don't agree with or support Rowling's recent controversial behavior. I just like the Fantastic Beast movie series.
what is your most shocking reading habit?
Eating snacks while reading. However, I only do this with books I own, and I make sure to wipe off my hands before turning a page. Annotating could also be considered a shocking habit. In academic settings it is accepted, but not everyone approves of writing in a book.
tell us the number one lie you write in your posts.
I...don't have an answer for that. Not that it is too revealing to share what lie I could have had. But the only lie (which wasn't really a lie) I can think of, is me saying "it reminds me of something that happened to me last summer" in this post as opposed to saying "it reminds me of my surgery that happened last summer." So not really a lie. 🤷 Just me being overly ambiguous about what happened that summer. (I wonder if the readers who read that post when it first came out had wild ideas as to what actually happened when they read it because I was so ambiguous about it, just curious...)
(Ophelia drinking tea to wake up in the morning)
So I shall have to post a drawing of someone drinking tea...
tell us the worst character name you've ever thought up. {bonus: share a character name you find ridiculous in a book/movie}
(Lauralas and George...Totally not Legolas and Gimli)
This isn't so much the worst name as a purposeful play on the name Legolas Greenleaf. But it still sounds silly. It's Lauralas Greenfield. The character, was a comic relief character within a group of comic relief characters in my first (finished) novel, Tess Short (book one). They were created both to be a parody of the Fellowship of the Ring and to be comic relief from the stressful action.
And answer to the bonus question. This is not a bad name, but, I always (even though I hadn't read or watched Game of Thrones) found the name "Jon Snow" to be a little odd, because it's so ordinary. Every time I heard it (from people who liked the show) I always thought it was spelled "John Snow." So there is nothing wrong with the name, it just seems out of place in a Fantasy setting.
what is the real reason you procrastinate writing your work in progress?
Generally because I have schoolwork or an (academic) deadline I have to complete. It isn't really procrastination, just a need to get the stuff that is more important done first.
Also sometimes I have other non-writing related projects I'm working on, like videos I film of myself acting (Shakespearian acting, improv, etc.), or animation projects (for example an animated short film), or even writing a song. So once again, it's not really procrastination when it comes to working on those, but, it is sometimes the reason why I am not writing my current novel at the moment.
what is a genre of music you secretly love?
(Elm (left) and Sebastian (right) performing a song together)
Everyone on this blog knows I enjoy this music style, but I do not (usually) tell this people who aren't on my blog this. So, this isn't a secret or a surprise to you, but to the rest of the world it is...
So I like a lot of folk music with Celtic and/or medieval influences. My favorite music tends to be inspired by mythology, folklore, or a fantasy story of some kind. Since it is hard to look up those exact words on a Google Search to find the music I am talking about, I am going to give you examples:
And that is not to say that I am ashamed that I listen to it, I am happy that I found a music style that I love, but I have gotten some weird reactions from people when I tell them what music I listen to and that it isn't mainstream music.
if you're a plotter, what do you really think of pansters? and if you're a panster, what do you really think of plotters?
Honestly, I tried pantsing before and failed at it, so I am very amazed and in awe of people who can do that because I cannot. I get really stuck if I do not plan ahead for what is to happen next. Though, I am usually very good at improvising on stage, on paper it's much, much harder.
share at least three lines of dialogue from one of your first writing projects {bonus: give us the good stuff. your most gruesome butchering of the English language)
I will be sharing two for the first question, from my first ever novels: One that was just called "my novel" and was never finished and another Tess Short (Book One), which was my first completed novel (first draft-wise not editing wise). Since I have really two first novels, I thought I'd share excerpts from both. Here is the opening (unedited prologue) for Tess Short (Book One):
Mr.short was considered a normal Hobbit which means not going out on adventures with elves , fairies or dwarfs or any creatures of any sort. Until he did , which I may say is a story for anther day.
“I don’t understand why he would want to go on a adventure” said Mr.Largefoot.
“Adventures are a waste of time also” he added.
“ and You miss a lot of meals…” added Ms.hairyfoot. folding her laundry into a pile. “But I can’t see why he would run away with that elf like that”
I do actually want to rewrite this novel, given that I really like the characters from it and want to make it less of a...Hobbit rip off. I'm not sure when I will rewrite it, though. Sometime would be nice; maybe in the future.
And then the novel which I simply called "My Novel" (which was unfinished). I stopped part of the way through (because I had writer's block), but it was the story Oak was originally from. Once again this is unedited:
the mist was around the rocks of the beach you could hear the soft sound of a flute playing. but out of the peace and quite a dark looking ship came in. the flute playing stopped, the girl who was the holding the flute got up from were she was sitting,
“What is that doing here?” Delphi said.
she could hear voices inside, she climbed onto the ship, “Now were should I take over first??” a man who seemed to be wearing a crown, but she couldn’t make it out.
...The king was not very stealthy in regards to taking over the kingdom...At all. 🤦(I'm pretty sure he rolled a natural 1 on stealth). Also question (to my younger writer self): "If Delphi is half siren and there are probably other sirens around, how did the king not get lured to his death?" I mean, if he did get lured to his death, all the characters' problems would be solved...easily.
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And for the bonus question, even though I shared two, I felt spelling-wise this was hilarious. This is from The Case of Confusion, the novel that didn't end up working but introduced me to the characters who ended up being in my current novel (The Mystery of the Body Thief):
"I thought we had solved it!!” said Phillip.
“Well..How could I be sure, and it wasn’t me it was Time” said Annabelle.
“Now your blaming the most famous dective in the world!!” said Phillip.
“Actually I think he is only famous in this kingdom not very much anywhere else”
“Well still your blaming a famous Dective!!” protested Phillip.
I spelled "detective" wrong twice. So, anyway that is all the snippets I will be sharing from my past novels for now.
tell us the title & artist of the last song you listened to.
which beloved book/movie character do you dislike & why?
I have a few book characters I really dislike, but I will go with this one...
(Image from Twitter, https://twitter.com/HorstPhoto/status/540959859043500032)
Anna Karenina. I really wanted to like the book, because I liked other classic Russian books like Crime and Punishment. But I could not enjoy Anna Karenina, because I loathed the title character (and her adulterous-horse-racing boyfriend, Vronsky) with a burning passion. And I just couldn't sympathize with her at all...I somehow could sympathize with Raskolnikov, who is a murderer, but not her.
tell us the title & topic of a post you have left in draft.
"There is no 'correct' way to be creative"
This was me basically writing a rant about "set down rules" for creativity, and how there is no one way to do something creative. I may actually revise that post and post it sometime in the future, though in its current state, I can't really post it.
what is a book you pretend you've read/would like to read but know you never will? {bonus: share a time when claiming you've read a classic/well known book didn't end well}
I do not have an answer for this one because...I tend to read a lot of classic books and I know I am going to eventually read one in the future. I didn't think I would ever read Dracula (when I was younger) and I am currently reading it, so...I can't really make plans for what I won't ever read in the future....
Also I've never really claimed to read a book I hadn't, I've had strong opinions about books even if I hadn't read them (but had read a summary), but never pretended to have read them.
(Matilda drinking tea)
So I guess, I'll have to post an image of someone drinking tea....Since I didn't quite exactly answer the question.
tell us the title & topic of the most embarrassing post you've ever written. {bonus: include. the. link.}
I don't really find my old posts embarrassing so much as funny (sometimes). I do look back at my older posts just to see how I viewed different things when I was younger.
(A drawing of a nameless evil villainess which was included in the post)
I wrote a post the first year I ever did NaNoWriMo called November Novel writing!! (and other fall things). Not only did I talk about the writing I was doing in it (though never talking about what I was writing, just that I was writing), but I posted a drawing and I also included a short book review in it. In that post I say (I highlighted the repetition):
"Inkheart by cornelia funke it's very good so far. the story is very interesting and complex. The characters are very interesting and have very interesting characteristics. I also love that the characters talk about books."
I didn't really describe why the characters were interesting, I just repeated that they and the story were interesting over and over again. Also, I find this line to be so funny (once again, I highlighted the repetition):
"mostly I have been writing and writing, and more writing."
I for some reason find this funny. I mean it's not wrong: I was doing a lot of writing. I just wish I had told people what I was writing. Though, I suppose to say it now. I was writing the first attempt at The Lady Annabelle Mystery Series, which I called The Case of Confusion. That attempt didn't really end up working, but in the end I created The Mystery of the Body Thief,which did end up working.
(The drawing of the nameless villain has nothing to do with the story I was writing. I should add, I just included it in the original post...because).
1. what is a 'bad' (generally disliked) movie that you actually love?
2. what is your most shocking reading habit?
3. tell us the number one lie you write in your posts.
4. tell us the worst character name you've ever thought up. {bonus: share a character name you find ridiculous in a book/movie}
5. what is the real reason you procrastinate writing your work in progress?
6. what is a genre of music you secretly love?
7. if you're a plotter, what do you really think of pansters? and if you're a panster, what do you really think of plotters?
8. share at least three lines of dialogue from one of your first writing projects {bonus: give us the good stuff. your most gruesome butchering of the English language)
9. tell us the title & artist of the last song you listened to.
10. which beloved book/movie character do you dislike & why?
11. tell us the title & topic of a post you have left in draft.
12. what is a book you pretend you've read/would like to read but know you never will? {bonus: share a time when claiming you've read a classic/well known book didn't end well}
13. tell us the title & topic of the most embarrassing post you've ever written. {bonus: include. the. link.}
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------What is your favorite genre to write (or read)? And do you have a genre of music you secretly love?
(Hi just so everyone knows I may not have all of this as one chapter, I may brake it up into shorter chapters)
Chapter two: A battle with trolls
As Elizabeth walked, she thought about what her brother had said. and his gleaming red eyes, which he wasn’t born with. He had only gotten red eyes when…he had gotten a gift from a wizard. It was a little ring. The wizard had told him that it held great power. Her brother had gotten it, and wore it. then after serval days and months his eyes had began to change from blue to red. and he had gotten less friendly and more full of himself. Elizabeth had tried to talk to her younger brother but failed. he had shut her out of his room. Her other sibling didn’t have much luck trying to talk to her brother. He didn’t answer to any of them, and if he did He would threaten them. Elizabeth serval times had peaked underneath the door to see what he was doing. to her surprise he was looking at himself in the mirror. which he didn’t do…before he had that ring he never cared very much were his crown was on his head or where. “Give this peace treaty to the goblins and trolls, they will be very helpful to me” said Elizabeth’s brother. ‘Goblins? Trolls? what on earth is he doing?’ thought Elizabeth. the door opened the servant ran down the stairs. The door closed, Elizabeth was surprised and scared at the same time. her brother had never liked trolls or goblins. And form a peace treaty? sure peace treates were normally good. but his “peace treaty” more seemed like , “A joining forces” kind of thing. why would he need goblins and trolls they were so rude and impolite.
“Elizabeth wait…that is a dangerous part of the forest…” said Maple. “It is?” asked Elizabeth. “Y..yes…” said Maple. Elizabeth hadn’t realized how far she had walked. “Besides the troll fort ,this place is also dangerous…no one who has entered has ever returned…or at least one lucky person has” said Maple. A roar echoed through the forest, “It has picked up are smell , run” shouted Maple. “What? Run? from what?” asked Elizabeth. Maple grabbed Elizabeth by the arm they ran as fast as they could. when they had got to safety which was a camp like place. A few hammocks were tied onto trees (with the dryad’s permission of course) weapons were lead near some trees. “Can you tell me what that thing was?” asked Elizabeth. Maple gulped , “We don’t say it’s name. but it has hurt many of us…” said Maple. “Anyway I have to…do something with Sebastian” said Maple and left. Elizabeth starred at the fire , didn’t make sense how could a ring turn someone so…mean? she sighed. a boy with wheat colored hair and emerald eyes sat down beside her. “Hi I believe we met each other in the troll fort, I don’t believe I intruded myself. my name is William ” said the boy. Elizabeth looked up “oh..I am pleased to meet you, I am Elizabeth. Princess Elizabeth” said Elizabeth. “I have heard about princesses being kidnaped by dragons but never trolls” said William. “Interesting I thought it would be more common” said Elizabeth. “Well…dragons really love princesses” said William. “At least I think…I hope not” mumbled William. “Well..I hope no dragon comes into the forest” said Elizabeth. “Me too..I wouldn’t…I mean I bet you wouldn’t want to be caring off by one” said William. After that long night the next morning Elizabeth woke up in a hammock. “Uh…pirates…help” she mumbled in her sleep. The birds chirped over head. Elizabeth opened her eyes. where was she? where were her maids? oh..right she had been kidnaped by the trolls…. “Good morning” said a filmier voice. Elizabeth turned it was Sebastian . “Sebastian?” asked Elizabeth. “Yes?” asked Sebastian. “what are you—“ asked Elizabeth. “Maple convinced me to uhh…say hi to you and show you more of the forest” said Sebastian. “Wonderful” said Elizabeth, she slid out of the hammock. As Elizabeth and Sebastian walked around the forest , serval elf’s fired arrows over there heads and hit the targets. “hey” said Elizabeth. “You almost hit us!” she said. “Oh sorry” said The archers. Elizabeth smiled and said “It’s alright , but I doubt you want to kill your healer Sebastian” joked Elizabeth. Sebastian smiled. as they walked Sebastian pointed out parts of the forest. He passed serval trees and told her about his favorite tree. It was a Oak tree. Were she first met him yesterday. But he only said one thing about it “It is my favorite climbing tree.” Elizabeth was about to ask why he seemed to really like Oak trees. But Sebastian began talking about the somewhat “War” between good and evil in the forest. “Why don’t you make a peace, with the trolls and goblins” asked Elizabeth. “We have tried that it didn’t end well” said Sebastian. “The trolls nearly hurt Maple , who was trying to end it peacefully. That day made the relationship between the trolls and us worse. Maple was expanding what good it would bring th forest if our war between us was over. The truth is if you try to ask a troll for peace then it will not end well. They through a sword a maple luckily since she is quarter dryad it bounced off. But the trolls would not give up there. Maple was disgusted at the trolls behavior , ‘There will be no throwing weapons’ she said. She was explaining that maybe they would help uprooted trees when a troll through a torch at her (I had no idea how they snuck that in) A dryads really only weakness is fire , Maple gasped ‘you can’t do that , that was angst the rules’ she said. luckily I was there for if I wasn’t Maple would have surly died. After she had recovered , she made it clear that the trolls were dangerous enemies , that couldn’t be befriended” said Sebastian. “All the same but I would rather befriend hobbits then trolls”. ding gong ding dong a bell interrupted the silence , “What’s that?” asked Elizabeth getting back on her feet “That means enemies are attacking, or there is a intruder or—” said Sebastian. “Enemies??? First thing in the morning?” asked Elizabeth. They ran as fast as they could , “Maple, what’s happening?” asked Sebastian. Maple looked up “what do you mean?” asked Maple. “The bell is ringing” said Sebastian. “Sebastian, I know. BUT I DON’T KNOW WHAT IS GOING ON” shouted Maple over the noise. The belle was raining louder serval of the dryad guards ran to the belle to find a young dryad boy pulling it. “Oh…” he said. “Young boy, this bell is only used for when there is danger” said Maple. “Danger…trolls….goblins..boo” he said. “Right…and this is only used for danger” said Maple picking him up. she turned to everyone “False alert” she said. she looked at the boy “do you know where your parents are?” she asked. “Tree” he said. “Could you be more bisect?” asked Maple. “Maple he may be only 30 or 40…he hasn’t learned many words yet” said Sebastian. “Oh and by the way this is Maple and I’m Sebastian” said Sebastian. “What is your name?” asked Maple. “Asssshhh” said the boy. “I know were that is” said Sebastian. “Sebastian there are at least a million ash trees in the forest!!” said Maple. “Right…” mumbled Sebastian. “Well…if he is young we have to find a small ash tree…” thought Maple. “Hello! Dryads and Elves and Fairies of the forest…does anyone here have a child named Ash. If so please come here immediately” said Maple. “Or as soon as possible”. A hour went by no one claimed that they were the parent of Ash. Meanwhile Maple had st with her head in her hands…it didn’t make much sense. Sure not all dryads had parents…as ash was playing around the trees sh e noticed something she hadn’t before…he was wearing a tag made out of a leaf. Sebastian noticed it too. Ash ran over to Maple. On the leafs there was writing:
Please take care of Ash , he no longer has perants.
thank you.
Maple and Sebastian were surprised. “He is a orphan” said maple. “Sebastian you need to take care of him for me” she said. “Hey I thought girls took care of—“ said Sebastian, “Never mind”. Sebastian was now responsible for taking care of a little boy. He had no idea what to do , also maple had a reason for doing it . she was busy with the war. She didn’t have enough time to take care of a child anyway. How was he ever going to do this?? He turned Ash was gone. In his place were footprints leading to the trolls fort. Sebastian sighed and fellowed the footprints , into the woods. He was going to at least ask someone who was a good Parent for help when he got back. “Ash…oh Ash” he shouted. He looked around this was a huge forest. Where could that little dryad be. ‘He could be hiding in those pile of leafs’ thought Sebastian the moment his foot touched it the leafs collapsed and Sebastian fell in with them, Everything went black. When he opened his eyes he found himself hanging upside down. from a tree, Serval trolls were discussing what to do with him. Some suggesting something that sounded like throwing porky-pine quills at him, it did not sound fun. Others suggested eating him alive. and a few suggested baking him or squishing him into Jelly. Sebastian started to feel sick maybe it was because he was being hanged upside down from the tree or it was because trolls were talking about horrible things to do to him. Either way he was not having fun, at all. Sebastian tried to undo the rope it did not work. “Let’s eat him, now” he heard a troll say. “Uhh…Don’t eat me…if you eat me you will have no one to give to whoever you work…for..whoever they are” said Sebastian nervously. The trolls laughed “The king said we could eat you..you are very important the person we need is Magle” said the trolls. Sebastian crossed his arms , “What if one of your troll…knight..thinglys gets hurt…Then I can heal them if you would let me go” said Sebastian. “Way have no ..Wound’t guard-trolls” said a troll. “Well…how about a contest, if I lose you eat me (which I can already tell you want to do) and if I win you let me go” said Sebastian. “What kind of contest though” asked the trolls. Sebastian thought for a moment..what was he good at..healing…Archery. Archery! “A archery contest…the rules are: No cheating…don’t kill anyone and just shoot the arrows at the target..Understand?” asked Sebastian. “Do you have any bow or arrows or targets handy?” asked Sebastian. The trolls nodded , they got some bow and arrows that looked to be made out of a thorn bush. and some nasty looking targets. Unfortunately the trolls didn’t untie Sebastian , but he could work with that. First a troll who looked very nasty (I will not describe the nastiness of him) Got out his arrow. and so did Sebastian who had somehow managed to stop his arrows from falling off. Sebastian looked at the target, and when the troll and him let the arrows go..Sebastian’s arrow went right through the trolls arrow and hit the target. The troll Grumbled and the next troll came and then the next and the next Sebastian deafened all of them. then the troll who was said to be the most powerful person stepped up He eyed Sebastian , Sebastian could feel the sweat going down his neck, Which felt odd because he was upside down. “Uhh…Hi” said Sebastian nervously , he didn’t know what to say to the troll. The troll took a arrow out of his quiver “Archers start” shouted a troll in a gruff voice. Sebastian took out his arrow and shot at the target but his arrow was completely knocked out of the air by the warrior troll’s arrow.
“That was cheating” shouted Sebastian. But the other trolls just looked hungrily at him. They ran off to get the ingredients , Sebastian sighed the troll warrior had not won fair and square. Of course you can not trust trolls. He realized something the trolls had for some reason overlooked his dagger, Ha. Yes he could use it to cut the rope , but there was a problem if he cut the rope he would land head first on the ground. So maybe if swung over to one of the branches of the tree then cut the rope that could possibly work. But he wasn't taking chances , he could be eaten by trolls, or Escape and not get eaten by a troll. or possible hurt himself badly. he shook the last idea out of his head , At least he was going to try it. If he failed then Good bye world. He sang himself over to one of the branches which worked thankfully. He got out of dagger and began cutting the rope as quickly as he could. The rope fell to the ground , Sebastian grabbed the branch and climbed down and ran as quickly as he could away from the fort. When he was out of seeing distance from the fort he sat down. There was a problem he didn’t know were he was in the troll territory or where it ended. He heard foot steps behind of him quickly Sebastian swung himself into one of the trees. Serval nasty trolls pasted by sniffing the air. Sebastian guessed they were looking for him. The trolls passed not noticing him . He sighed in relief. wherever he was he hoped someone would notice that he was missing. Maple twisted a peace of her blond hair ‘Were is Sebastian?” she thought. She had looked Sebastian was very much. Missing, “Send a search party to find them” said Maple , suddenly the leafs began to rustle and Ash appeared. “Ash where is Sebastian?” asked Maple. “Trolls” he said. Maple’s face went pale. “Oh no…” she said. and went over to the party of searchers, “Sebastian has been Kidnaped by trolls” she said. Everyone gasped. “I know but you must look for him, far and wide I will come with you, Elizabeth and William take care of Ash for me” said Maple. And left with the search party. As they traveled through the forest Maple got a bad feeling that trolls were watching. She could see gleaming eyes in the bushes and trees. She gulped. Maybe they had eaten Sebastian , if they did then…shook that thought out of her head. She sighed it was to much to handle with monsters watching. Sebastian was still in the tree , he sat there and waited and waited. Maybe no one would notice him , or He would die of starvation . Sebastian suddenly realized he was hungry luckily he was up in a tree with fruit in it. Ripe juicy looking fruit. He grabbed one and took a bite. It tasted terrible. He spat it out, Okay maybe he would die of starvation.
Maple looked around and called out Sebastian’s name. There was no reply , only the still darkness of the forest. “SEBASTIAN” shouted Maple she shouted as loud as she could. if Sebastian was dead then she would never babysit again!! there wads a still silence then out of the darks of the forest…“I’m here” came a reply. Sebastian sat on the tree on there was a swarm of Trolls around the tree, fortunately the tree was tall but unfortunately the goblins where planning to set it on fire and eat Sebastian. Sebastian on the other hand had been trying to ,make excuses on why they shouldn’t set the tree on fire. But the trolls kept, running around the tree , flawing their torches about. Sebastian to keep the trolls away made a anteing of leafs. Fortunately the leafs fell on the trolls unfortunately the trolls where carrying torches so a fire of leafs sprang up. Fire…Sebastian gulped he held onto the tree branch. More trolls can around. From the distance Maple could see a light in the forest..it was very unusual , of course. Hardly any light came into this part of the forest unless the trolls where cooking there dinner which I do not want to talk about it is to gruesome…anyway maple fellowed the light maybe…they where cooking Sebastian and she would have time to rescue him, somehow. For instance tell those trolls that , Sebastian had a contagious cold. Maple kicked her horse and fellowed the light as she got there she found that there was a blazing light and more trolls…the trolls had managed to handle the fire somehow….and where trying to cut down the tree, Sebastian was trying as hard as he could to hold on. The truth was the trolls where shaking the tree and singing a song that I will not repeat (Because it was raver rude and not drawing room manor of talking.) Maple brought out one of her arrows , and shoot it at a near by tree, trying to get the trolls attention. (She would apologize to the dryad as soon as she could). The trolls turned around and noticed a little blond haired girl with pointy ears. The trolls took out there “Swords” really pointy jagged thing. And started trying to dwell Maple. Sebastian who was hanging on the branch which was getting very close to the fire , felt as if he was going to loose his grip. Maple was almost being beaten by a big scary ugly looking troll , She let out one word “Help” . when the other searchers heard that word they jumped out weapons ready and battled the other trolls. Sebastian felt his grip loosing d and he fell through the air , suddenly through the air a girl with bright red hair caught him in midair. As the battle was ragging she whispered a quite word in his ear, “Everything's , all right…”. She brushed a peace of brown hair out of his face. Maple was doing much better with the battle she had completely defeated the troll, and deafened serval other trolls. When Sebastian opened his eyes he found himself in a bed..where Maple..William (Valentina.) and Princess Elizabeth . where looking over him . “Are you alright Sebastian?” asked Maple. “Yes….I’m fine..But I almost got eaten by trolls” he answered.
there lived a princess with hair the color of a wheat field , and eyes the color of emeralds.
she was famous through out the land for her talent of Archery.
she could beat every prince or commoner. she always shot a bulls eye and never missed. it happened her name was Valentina.
Valentina was not fond of sitting in the castle and sewing she preferred , hunting the woods.
Valentina was hunting in the woods one day it happened to be very windy but it didn’t bother Valentina, when a peace of paper blew
into her face as she was about to fire one of her arrows. her arrow hit a near by tree. Valentina sighed “I would have gotten my arrow on the target , If this peace of paper hadn’t hit me in the face” she said. and grabbed the peace of paper. she was about to just let the wind take it again when she noticed something she hadn’t noticed before. there was writing . on it was written: Prince is being kinged.
Valentina consider that uninteresting any prince could be kinged at anytime..how uninteresting. as you was about to keep hunting like nothing happened she noticed something odd beneath the words
Because of the disappearance of his sister Princess Elizabeth. he is taking his place on the throne…
, Now as it happened the night before Princess Elizabeth had been reading. a book a very adventurous book about a princess being kidnaped and a prince rescuing her. when out of the blue a bag fell on her head and she couldn’t see a thing “got her your highness” said someone tuff and unfriendly. “Help” shouted Princess Elizabeth though she really didn’t want people to think she was helpless and have a prince rescue her . but her voice came out muffled and not heard very much by the guards for her guards had been put to sleep with a sleeping potion. “Whoever you are let me go” said Princess Elizabeth. “Oh sister you can be so angry, but your rage won’t stop me” said a very familiar and cold voice. “Why are you doing this?” asked Princess Elizabeth. “Oh no reason..actually I have a reason you are going to be crowned” said her brother coldly. “What…why would you want this?” asked Princess Elizabeth. “no more questions” said her brother. “We have to go” whispered her brother.
That cold night two riders mysteriously had gone for the forest. who you probably might already know were the prince and his “Body-guard” who really as just a helper of the prince. when they had gotten to the forest they pushed Princess Elizabeth into the forest and took of the bag that was on her head. and left her…
Valentina put the peace of paper in the pocket. and was about to keep hunting when…”Your highness..the king wants you to come , now” said a servant. “If my father wants me tell him to come to me” said Valentina. “But Princess Valentina , he commands you to come” said the servant. Valentina sighed she knew if her father commanded her come she had to obey his orders. Valentina went reliantly to the castle. When she got there her father was sitting on his throne. “May I asked why to come” said Valentina. “Oh because you have suitors” said the king. “But father I…” said Valentina. “No..no to meet the suitors” said her father.
“But first change your cloths” he added. “Father!” said Valentina. but went reluctantly to change . She came back dressed in a long purple gown and had tied her long wheat colored hair into a braid , She walked into the room were the suitors were going to woe her, “Hello princes from distend kingdoms…” said Valentina. “Oh beautiful Valentina will though marry me” said a prince. Valentina sighed , “Prince of some land I do not know of the answer is NO” said Valentina. “Actually that does rhyme” said a Prince. Valentina sighed if her father had asked her first weather she felt ready to get married then she would have not have theses suitors come. The day past Valentina was very unhappily. At the end of the day Valentina flopped onto her bed exhausted , she had refused all the suitors and more would probably come tomorrow unless… she ran away , if she ran away then there would be no one asking to marry her but they would know who she was but they wouldn’t if she dressed up as a boy! Perfect!!! Valentina crept down to the servants quarters and grabbed one of a servant’s cloths. Then she went up stairs to her room got dressed in the servant’s cloths, grabbed the hat that was in the pill of cloths one of the servants had put her hair in a bun (She didn’t dare cut it) put the hat over the bun and gazed at herself in the mirror , she looked just like a boy. she realized something she couldn’t go around saying her name was Valentina , for that was a girls name she needed a boy name. But first she had to escape without anyone knowing , Valentina climbed out the window and landed, thump!!! on the ground. She ran away from the castle. she headed toward the forest it was known to be dangerous. luckily she had her arrows in the bag she was holding. she went into it she knew no one would look for her there. She walked in , animal noises were everywhere. “Halt” said a voice. Valentina turned , a girl with pointed ears was holding a bow , and it was pointed at her. “No one shall cross” said the girl. “I happen to be run—“ said Valentina. “No trespassing” said the girl. “One step further and I will fire” said the eleven girl. “May I plea-“ said Valentina. “No” said the girl. “You didn’t even let me finish, may I please come through I happen to be running away..” said Valentina. “Why are you running away?” asked the girl. “I…none of you business” said Valentina. “Well then I will fire” said the girl. “Wait..I had to because I…uhh..Long story. I didn’t mean to trespass , I thought no one but animals and dryads lived in the forest. sorry for trespassing, also the taxes were getting to high” said Valentina. The lowered her bow. “you may pass” said the girl. “My name is Maple” said the girl. “What is yours?” she asked. now Valentina hadn’t thought of a name because , she hadn’t thought of it. she gulped and said “William” it happened to be the name of one of the servants. and the one she had taken the cloths of. “Well William, welcome to the forest” said the girl. “Thank you” said Valentina. she turned the girl was gone. so Valentina , explored the forest , it seemed less dangerous and more welcoming.
squirrels scampered down from the trees, birds singed. the tress leaves blew in the wind how could this be called a dangerous forest? a scream echoed through the forest, ok maybe it was dangerous. “Did you hear that?” asked Maple who has appeared out of no where . “Agh” , Valentina stammered. “I mean I did” said Valentina. “It seems to be coming into the deep part of the forest” said Maple. “Were the trolls live” she said. “Trolls?” asked Valentina. “There are other creatures in this forest besides us you know” said Maple. “Us? there is more then one of us?” asked Valentina. “Yes there is now be quite” whispered Maple. Serval trolls went walking by , they didn’t seem to notice Maple or Valentina. “Alright..hold this dagger” said Maple handing the dagger to Valentina. “And fellow me”. “You are just going to barge in?” asked Valentina. “Yes, these trolls are our enemies” said Maple. “Now come on”. Maple looked around for trolls then pushed the door open of the small almost falling down cottage , “Maple…uhh..before you..open the door..I think should turn around” Valentina stammered. “There is a t-r-o-l-l”. Maple turned around to see a troll pointing arrow at them. Maple got out one of her arrows and shot it struck the troll who immediately fell down. “Now go” said Maple. pushing Valentina and herself through the door. “Alright we are safe in a troll’s cottage” mumbled Maple. Arrows shot through the door. “You call this safe?” asked Valentina. a few mort arrows almost shot them in the head. Maple pulled out her arrow and shot serval other trolls all with one arrow. “Anyway whoever is in here please uhh..just call out” Stammered Maple. A muffled voice echoed through the cottage. “Alright we are coming” shouted Valentina. “Just in case , hold your weapons at a ready” said Maple. they stepped quietly more into the cottage and found a girl who was lying on the ground tied up. She didn’t look dangerous. well…maybe from the outside. “Met be ot” she said , her voice was quite muffled so that what they could hear. Maple got out of pocket knife and began to cut the rope. soon the ropes fell down and her hands and feet were free , the girl seemed scared she was breathing heavily. there were serval loud knocks on the door, “You can’t hold them off forever. You have to go now and leave me behind, I will only slow you down” said the girl. “I am defiantly not , leaving you behind” said Maple as serval trolls tried to come in she shot them with her arrows. “We have to go now, and I am taking you whatever you say” said Maple. she grabbed the girls hand and they jumped out the cottage window. Valentina brought out her bow and arrows and began shooting at the trolls , none of them missed the trolls. “William , we have to go now!!” shouted Maple. “Oh…” mumbled Valentina. she ran to the window and jumped . she fell somewhat gracefully down. onto the ground. “Now we need to run, William . if we don’t the trolls will get us” said Maple. she didn’t seem to notice that Valentina was wearing a quiver or holding a bow. but they ran as fast as they could away from the trolls, serval arrows hit trees. as they ran through the forest. Finally , they reached safety. Valentina and the girl was out of breath they had run very far into the forest. Valentina looked at maple , maple was standing up and into look out of breath at all. “The trolls , never will come here. it is the territory of white magic” said Maple. “Trolls can’t stand white magic”. “Now we should get you, to some help” said Maple, starring down at the girl she had serval scratches. “no I’m fine…it was my brothers fault…” she mumbled. Maple eyed her , what on earth did she mean by by it being “My brother’s fault”? “are you sure?” said Maple. “No I’m completely fine” said the girl she walked away..
“I’m going to leave this forest now” she grumbled. Maple was shocked , no one had ever left the forest since….Sebastian came (more about him later) “You can’t then entrances and exits are blocked off by trolls!!!” said Maple. the girl turned around her eyes were full of fear. “Trolls” she said. “Yes. And they will kill you if you try to pass” said Maple. “Alright I understand, already” the girl said. “Sorry…just I don’t want anyone to be hurt..again” said Maple in a soft voice. “Anyway..I think I know someone who can heal those scratches” said Maple. She took the girl by the hand. “I might have ask your name before..but may I ask what is it?” asked Maple. “e-Elizabeth” said the girl. “Greeting Elizabeth, I’m Maple” said Maple. they continued , there walk until they came to a clearing. there sat a boy with brownish reddish hair sharpening his sword , he didn’t look up straight away when Maple sat down next to him. there was a still silence..everyone was quite until“SEBASTIAN!” shouted Maple finally. Sebastian, he jumped a little out of shock and almost fell over luckily maple caught him , before he fell over. “sorry for startling you but, I have someone who needs to be healed” said Maple. “At least you could’v tapped me on the shoulder or something instead of shouting my name very loudly…plus I was sharpening a sword do you know how dangerous—“ said Sebastian. “yes I do, but Sebastian I really need you to heal, Elizabeth” said Maple. “The last time I healed someone they turned out to be a troll in disguise” Sebastian mumbled. “Uhh..about that..I promise that won’t happen again..” said Maple. “how do I know she isn’t a troll?” asked Sebastian. “uhh…she looks human” said Maple. “no were did you rescue her from?” asked Sebastian. “A troll fort…” said Maple shifted foot to foot. “Last time you brought someone to me , they had been ‘rescued’ from the troll fort…really they were a spy—“ said Sebastian. “I know, and I promise she is not..one” said Maple. “you said that last time” said Sebastian. “uhh..yes but I am pretty sure she is not a troll have you ever heard a troll pronounce names right? they pronounce my name ‘Magle’ and yours ‘Subustesten’” said Maple. Sebastian slapped his hand on his head, “maple could you please stop” said Sebastian. “Yes…but at least let Elizabeth speak” said Maple Elizabeth cleared her throat. “I was thrown out by a brother…and I am really a princess..I am Princess Elizabeth” said Elizabeth. Sebastian raised his eyebrow. “Alright…I guess you have proved you are not a troll” he said. he reached into his pocket and brought out some leafs which looked plain and not very magical. “Please give me your arm” said Sebastian. Elizabeth gave Sebastian her arm he rubbed the leaves on it, her arm started to tingle and the scratch disappeared . she looked down at the pother scratches and bites they were gone too. “Uhh..thank you” said Elizabeth.
“You are welcome” said Sebastian, and
continued to sharpen his sword. “Come on we have more to see” said Maple. as they walked , she noticed Elizabeth was being very quite. maybe it was because she had almost been killed by trolls, or it could be because Sebastian had said something that upset her. Sebastian was really nice half dryad but he was always sad no one really knew why, if they asked Sebastian would change the subject. “Did my cousin say anything to you that upset you?” asked Maple. Elizabeth gave her a glance.
“No, he didn’t…he didn’t say anything that upset me” said Elizabeth. and walked away.
