Eternal Daydreamer
Surrender to the Sea
I made a preview of this fic last month but only two other people reviewed it. I took it back and redid it so I have it here.
A Lost Fantasy
Prologue: Curiosity Always Strikes Young
The air was cold, damp and clung to the two boys like they were its children. Shivering, the older of the two boys glanced over his shoulder into the woods behind them. A sudden gust of wind blew through the leafless trees making an eerie bellowing sound that echoed off the large hedge in front of the boys. The hedge itself twisted upward like an everlasting mountain on a clear day. Something unknown on the air made the boys shiver with unknown fright.
The monkey-like Pokemon on the shoulder of the oldest boy screeched. She also was afraid and clung to the hair of her trainer like it was precious brown colored gold. Something on the air was making the group in touch with their most primal fear. The youngest boy panted; his rib cage almost poked out of his thin cotton shirt. The oldest boy’s eyes were glancing around to see if they should run or not.
They knew that they shouldn’t be there, in the woods. It was forbidden, not only to children either. The forest was a mysterious entity; no one in the small village on the other side of it dared enter. That fact was the reason that the two boys were there with their first Pokemon. The rumors of what happened to people that went before them did not phase the young brothers. The brothers although young (the oldest being nine and the youngest being seven), were not afraid.
Now, it seemed the fearlessness of the brothers was just foolishness. Perhaps it was the cream Mankey on the oldest’s shoulder making a racket. Maybe it was the uneasy glances between the brothers. Or the hedge itself deterring any to enter what looked like a forbidden realm. Perhaps it was just the fact that no one, even the elders, knew what lay beyond the hedge.
What lay beyond the hedge was always a mystery far back as maybe a hundred years. The elders knew nothing except it was probably dangerous. They figured this since no one that ventured into what lay beyond it came back out. Ever. Many people tried to explain what lay beyond it but the boys didn’t believe any of it before they left. But now they seemed to be living in what was a strange fantasy of horror.
The oldest remembered some fairytales that his mother once told him. Pokella, Beauty and the Entei, Snow Glalie, and others. When he was in the village such tales were only fantasy but now it seemed that anything could happen. Witches might be living in a shack in a clearing not far away. A primal prince might be protecting a decaying castle just beyond the horizon. A large dragon might be protecting a princess deep in a dank cave underneath their feet. It was all unknown.
A sudden thumping sound made the heart of the youngest jump, he glanced around but saw nothing. Pulling the arm of his brother he said, “Let’s go home, Henry. I’m scared..” His voice trailed off since the sentence seemed to need none.
Henry knew the feeling. He, too felt something wrong in the air. As did his Mankey. “You are not going anywhere, intruders!” shouted something from behind them. The tone of voice made both brothers jump and the Mankey screech loudly. Was this the end..?
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I know this prologue is short but I have seen shorter lately. Anyways, if you read this reply it would be welcomed. I'll update this soon..
A Lost Fantasy
Prologue: Curiosity Always Strikes Young
The air was cold, damp and clung to the two boys like they were its children. Shivering, the older of the two boys glanced over his shoulder into the woods behind them. A sudden gust of wind blew through the leafless trees making an eerie bellowing sound that echoed off the large hedge in front of the boys. The hedge itself twisted upward like an everlasting mountain on a clear day. Something unknown on the air made the boys shiver with unknown fright.
The monkey-like Pokemon on the shoulder of the oldest boy screeched. She also was afraid and clung to the hair of her trainer like it was precious brown colored gold. Something on the air was making the group in touch with their most primal fear. The youngest boy panted; his rib cage almost poked out of his thin cotton shirt. The oldest boy’s eyes were glancing around to see if they should run or not.
They knew that they shouldn’t be there, in the woods. It was forbidden, not only to children either. The forest was a mysterious entity; no one in the small village on the other side of it dared enter. That fact was the reason that the two boys were there with their first Pokemon. The rumors of what happened to people that went before them did not phase the young brothers. The brothers although young (the oldest being nine and the youngest being seven), were not afraid.
Now, it seemed the fearlessness of the brothers was just foolishness. Perhaps it was the cream Mankey on the oldest’s shoulder making a racket. Maybe it was the uneasy glances between the brothers. Or the hedge itself deterring any to enter what looked like a forbidden realm. Perhaps it was just the fact that no one, even the elders, knew what lay beyond the hedge.
What lay beyond the hedge was always a mystery far back as maybe a hundred years. The elders knew nothing except it was probably dangerous. They figured this since no one that ventured into what lay beyond it came back out. Ever. Many people tried to explain what lay beyond it but the boys didn’t believe any of it before they left. But now they seemed to be living in what was a strange fantasy of horror.
The oldest remembered some fairytales that his mother once told him. Pokella, Beauty and the Entei, Snow Glalie, and others. When he was in the village such tales were only fantasy but now it seemed that anything could happen. Witches might be living in a shack in a clearing not far away. A primal prince might be protecting a decaying castle just beyond the horizon. A large dragon might be protecting a princess deep in a dank cave underneath their feet. It was all unknown.
A sudden thumping sound made the heart of the youngest jump, he glanced around but saw nothing. Pulling the arm of his brother he said, “Let’s go home, Henry. I’m scared..” His voice trailed off since the sentence seemed to need none.
Henry knew the feeling. He, too felt something wrong in the air. As did his Mankey. “You are not going anywhere, intruders!” shouted something from behind them. The tone of voice made both brothers jump and the Mankey screech loudly. Was this the end..?
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I know this prologue is short but I have seen shorter lately. Anyways, if you read this reply it would be welcomed. I'll update this soon..
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, but it seems like it has ptoential, I wait to see what happens next.