Protectors of the Forest

“Why are we doing this? Walking around in these cloaks won’t help us hide. I mean, can’t they see us?” I said.

“What are you talking about? They are humans,they don’t see much. So they won’t see us.”

Hi, my name is Lesdir and I am an elf. The humans have made a camp in my forest and since I just became a Defender of the Forest, which is what you become when you come of age and pass a test of skill, I was chosen to spy on their actions alongside Captain Fryndal to see if it is a military camp or if they are going to damage our forest out of greed. Humans are a stupid yet dangerous species that has no knowledge about nature, so they tend to destroy anything and everything that nature has provided for us. We elves, on the other hand, know all there is to know about nature. We love nature and will do anything and everything we can to protect it.

“To be clear, the reason they can’t see us in these cloaks is because the cloaks change colors to camouflage us with our surroundings.” Captain Fryndal explained.

“Well that clears that up.” we walk through the humans camp while they sleep, “So, what do you think? Are they a threat to the forest?”

“Well, humans are strange creatures. Just because they don’t look dangerous, doesn’t mean that they aren’t dangerous. We will need to keep an eye on them during the day, in order to make an accurate assessment.”

We walk over to a nearby tree and climb up it hastily to watch them from a safe distance. As the sun rises in the sky, the humans become more active. They wake up and immediately they get to working on what they came here for. I was very intrigued by how the humans utilize nature and create things like we have, especially since they are such dumb creatures. They have created what Fryndal called ‘tools’. “They like to use them to destroy nature.” he told me, “If they start to chop down these trees. It is our duty as elves to kill them.”

I looked at the Captain, nodded, and then turned back to watch the humans as they used their tools to cook food, and then started to break down their camp.

“What are those things on their backs?” I asked Captain Fryndal.

“Those are what they call guns. Humans use them to kill things with. Don’t worry though, they can’t hurt us as long as we are paying attention.”

“Is that because we have magic?”

“Precisely. Magic is more powerful than human weaponry.”

“So where do you think they are going?” I asked.

“They are getting ready for a sneak attack from the looks of it.”

“Should we kill them, then?”

“As long is they don’t harm our forest, and our people, we won’t need to kill them.”

We sat back and waited, watching. Until gunshots started going off. We watched as the humans from the camp died, one after the other, until only a few were left. They threw up their hands and fell to the ground. We watched as the few that surrendered were beaten and then dragged off by the new group of humans.

I looked over at Captain Fryndal, “Humans really are dumb creatures. What does this fighting even accomplish?”

“It usually accomplishes nothing but destruction. The destruction of our forest. That is why we have to protect it from the likes of humans.”

We followed the new group of humans until they entered a metal vessel with wheels and left the forest.

“Good riddance.” I thought to myself.

“It is time to get back to our village. Now that you have seen what humans are, do you now see why we must defend our forest so fiercely?”

“I’ve always known why we have to protect our forest. But, seeing the idiocy of humans, I now know just how stupid these creatures can be. That much stupidity is dangerous.”

“Good. Young Lesdir, you will get to tell the chief what you saw today. He will decide what we should do.”

The world had become a little darker to me after what I had witnessed. However, I am now more certain than ever as to why we are the guardians of nature and because of this, I now know what my duty is. That is to be a protector of the forest.

 

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The World Through My Eyes

In this world, we tend to only to see things in black and white, but what we don’t realize is that the world is full of many different colors like a Van Gogh painting. The scent of the air is fresh like a freshly cut lawn.  The sounds around us are like an orchestra playing constantly only with different melodies. But people don’t notice these things, they only notice what they want to notice, but I notice them. I notice them because I am a dog.

I know what your thinking, “Dogs can’t see color.” You would be wrong. I can see many different colors, and they are gorgeous. However, I could be a special case of a dog, but I don’t think that to be true. The reason I say that is because every time my owner and I go to the park, the other dogs tell me about the things they have seen. That is, however, after we smell each other hello.  The trees and grass are so green when it is warm out, and yellow or bare when it is cold. That doesn’t stop us from having fun though. We play with each other until our owners tell us that we have to leave.

Home is the best place in the world. It’s where I sleep, I cuddle with my owner, and where I eat and drink at. I love Home because that is where my owner is, and I love my owner. Sometimes we even play there too, and sometimes I get in trouble. But that is okay because we still love each other. What could possibly make this better? The answer to that question is simple, if everyone could take a step back and see the world through my eyes, the eyes of a dog, then everything would be better. People would appreciate things more, because life is full of color, you just have to open your eyes to see it.

Sorry!

Sorry I haven’t been writing much lately. I’ve been busy with school and work and haven’t had any time to write stories the way that I would like them to be. I want to be able to write quality stories, but I don’t feel like I’d be able to do that at this time. I should be able to write again soon. Anyways, I just felt like I need to address why I’ve been lacking in my writing lately.

A Second Chance

One of the hardest things to have to do in life, is to tell someone that everything they strove for in life, wasn’t going to come to fruition. It’s even harder to have someone tell you that you aren’t going to be able to achieve your dreams. That’s what happened to me. My name is Michael Weathers, and I have just been diagnosed with cancer. On top of the fact that I was just diagnosed, I am thousands of dollars in debt to the college I graduated from two weeks ago. The doctors told me that I can go even further into debt, but it would be fronted to my parents after I die.

You might be wondering why, after being diagnosed, I’ve been so pessimistic about living. Well, for one reason, It’s because the doctors only gave me four months to live. Now for a twenty-four year old, that’s not a lot of time. I decided that I would try to do everything that I ever wanted to do, but I had no money to do those things. I couldn’t borrow money from the bank because I was already in so much debt. This caused me to spiral into deeper depression. Eventually I came to terms with the idea that I would die, and that would be that. There wasn’t anything that I could do about that.

I finally snapped out of my depression when I met a man who asked me if I wanted to go to Mars. He had messaged me online, after he had found out about me nearing death. He then found out that I had a Microbiology degree and wanted to use it. As well, there was an experiment of his to see how the radiation in space, affected cancer patients. In other words, my life would be an experiment. I hastily agreed to this, because I had always wanted to go to space, and also I had nothing to lose. In fact, if the radiation from space actually does work, then I would get a second chance at life.

After many emails back and forth with the guy online, we officially met at a privately owned in Sweden’s launch pad. A team of about six people had been assembled for this adventure. We all knew that it was basically going to be a suicide mission, but at this point, we didn’t care. The investments that we had made just to get to this point were large, some quit their jobs and each one of us spent a couple of thousand dollars get ready for our trip to Mars. I had to use insurance money to cover my cost. We had trained for about two weeks in order to help us acclimate to the environment of space.

The day that we were to leave for Mars, my crew mates and I entered the spaceship and indeed did launch into space. As we made it through the atmosphere, we noticed that we hadn’t been properly trained for the weightlessness that one feels when you’re in space. The initial feeling was the worst because although we were expecting a change in gravity, we weren’t expecting it to feel like it did. It definitely was a surprise to us all. Flying through space at a high-speed was very humbling since we knew how fast we were traveling, but we also knew just how long it would take to get to Mars.

We had a doctor in the crew to make keep tabs on how my cancer was doing, and to take care of other members of the crew. After about a month of traveling through space Doc, which is the nickname that we gave the doctor, told me that my cancer had gone away. It was great news to hear and the whole crew applauded when they saw me. Everyone’s spirits were lifted, since the darkness of space has made everyone gloomy. I knew though, that the cancer hadn’t left. Doc only told me and the crew that to cheer everyone up. But I knew the truth… and I didn’t care, because the fact of the matter is. I got a second chance at life. Even if I still die of cancer soon, I still have a chance to be one of the first humans on Mars. I will be one of the pioneers to studying micro organisms on Mars as well. Even if I don’t make it to Mars, how many other people can say that they’ve been off of the planet Earth.  I can at least say that. So I don’t care about my cancer anymore, I only care about what I can do now. I am just so glad I was given a second chance.

College Life

Max was a college aged boy who was having to deal with many different complications at the same time. One such issue for him was that he hadn’t gotten a girlfriend yet, which was to him, the biggest issue he had. He was of about average height and average physique, not too skinny and not too fat with a bit of muscle on him. He had an okay looking face, but he always assumed it was his personality that kept him from attracting a female.

Another problem was that he was working while going to school. He was working a lot in order to help pay for school and to pay for his bills. His professors, on top of his work, expected him to study and focus on their assignments for several hours a week. These conflictions became very overbearing and he wasn’t able to excel in one or the other. Max’s below average grades were on par with his sub par work ethic at work. Everything seemed to be coming down around him. He didn’t want to be stuck at his dead-end job for the rest of his life, although he couldn’t quit since he had to still pay his bill.

The truth was, this wasn’t just something he was having to deal with, many of his friends were having problems, either with one, the other, or both. College wasn’t what he had expected, he thought it was going to be mainly partying and some studying. He never thought about work as a part of going to college. His parents told him that they never had to work in college because everything was so cheap when they went. Max just wanted to get away from it all, however he knew that dropping out of college would be like career suicide and he knew that no matter what, he would still have to get a job somewhere. He was trapped…. Or so it seemed.

The friends that Max had made over the two years that he had been in college helped him to trudge his way through the mess that he called life. Without them, he would’ve quite after the first semester of college. People always tell him that when he makes it to the ‘real world’ that it’ll be harder. How can the real world be any harder than working, going to school, and paying all of your bills? One could only figure that the bills would be higher and work, more intense.

In the end, Max knew that going to college was the right choice. He had stuck with it for at least two years, he might as well finish… Even if it was hard to do. When he was in high school, he thought getting into college was the hard part. The truth was, that was the easy part. Day after day, Max continued to try to figure out his life. Day after day, things continued to change… Hopefully for the better. Higher test scores, and a better work ethic. That was his current goal. The college life is tough.

The Making of a Somebody

The world sometimes seems so small, every time I walk outside it seems like someone notices me. It’s honestly really weird. I mean I didn’t grow up as a popular person, in fact just the opposite. Most people tried to avoid me since my family was poor my clothes were often torn. I wasn’t a trouble maker, but people often treated me like one just because I looked like one. This was something that definitely got under my skin as a child. It wasn’t until I got into theater that my life began to change.

My first time on stage is a time I will never forget, because that was the first time that I realized that I was good at something. It gave me meaning. I had gotten the lead role, and because of closeness of the cast, I made friends for the first time. I went from a nobody to a somebody. Over the years, I lost friends and gained new ones every time a play ended and a new one began. Outside of theater, people started to treat me better. I went from being shunned by people, to being treated like a normal human being. It was a very good feeling. Sometimes people would congratulate me on my performances and this was when I started to get noticed by strangers. I’ve never really gotten used to it, but it’s nice to have people notice and look up to you.

I was accepted into college for theater and learned many things to help me with my acting. I met more people and we hung out a lot since we didn’t just have plays together, we had classes together. I learned a lot from them and had a lot of fun too. At this time, I was starting to think of acting as more of a job and they taught me how to have fun with it again. Upon graduating from college, I headed to Hollywood to further my career in acting. I realized that finding acting jobs was going to be hard since there were thousands of others just like me out there. I worked fast food and lived with a roommate for about 2 years. I didn’t get any jobs, except for extras that I got to play as. The world out there was so much worse than college.

There wasn’t very much fun stuff going on. Until the day I got my first major role. It was in a B movie, but it was the first time I got to show what I could do. After playing in that movie, I was asked to do some more B movie stuff. Finally, I was asked to be in a major film production. I was finally able to quick my fast food job and also get my own place. It was exciting, and still is to this day. Now to present day, people notice me when I go out to buy groceries and often ask for autographs. I really enjoy it, although I wish there was more alone time. People are always following me and trying to wait until I mess up to tell the world what’s going on and why I suck… Well that’s how I went from a nobody to somebody.

The Greatest Hero

I am going to tell you the story of how a young man saved humanity from the greatest threat it has ever seen. The young man, his name was Tolo. Tolo was a small man who lived in a house that was dug into the side of a hill. It was a very nice hole home, and anyone who came to the countryside and saw his home, knew exactly whose home it was. This future hero was to be met by the towns alchemist in the coming days. There had been some strange phenomenons happening around Tolo’s home and he wanted to find out what it was.

The story starts off when the alchemist reaches Tolo’s home.

*knock knock*

“Tolo, are ya home?!”

Tolo jumped up from his comfy couch and ran over to the door, but before reaching the door, fixed a doily. Finally, he reached and opened the door.

“Welcome alchemist. I’ve been needing your opinion on the strange happenings I’ve had around my house. I’ve been told that my home is cursed, but I don’t believe in superstitions.”

“Ahh, but superstitions bring about questions. These end up creating a thirst for knowledge.”

“True, although it’s all just a bunch of hog wash.”

“I agree. Anyway, I was told that some of your things have been moving without being touched. We haven’t had any earthquakes so I’m not sure why things would move. I will need to do some research on this place.” the alchemist turned away from Tolo

“That’s fine with me.” Tolo said as he began to turn and walk back into his home.

“I just want to know one thing, Tolo. Have you really found out a way to turn copper into gold?” The alchemist asked, not turning towards Tolo.

“You will have your answer if you help me with this mystery.”

The alchemist walked away, but he would be back. No alchemist can turn down the possible knowledge of changing one element into another. Tolo knew this, for he himself was an alchemist and a good one at that. He had dug a laboratory deep into the hill so that all of his research could be kept quiet. Transmuting elements was not something men needed to know how to do.

The next day, the alchemist came back, and this time, with a bunch of books. He and Tolo spent hours trying to analyze why things would move around randomly.They had read some fifteen different books on the strange happenings. It intrigued them that if they paid enough attention to an object, you could see the subtle movement of it. Though they hadn’t come to any conclusions about what might be happening, Tolo started to imagine small creatures moving his stuff around. This is when it all began, the realization that an alien invasion could be upon them. Because, indeed there were actual small beings moving stuff ever so slightly.

“Do you see what I’m seeing?” Tolo asked the alchemist.

“I don’t, but if you might have magnifying glass. I would be able to see it.”

“Yeah I do. I’ll be right back.” Tolo disappeared into his lab and came back rather quickly. He gave the alchemist the magnifying glass, and together they looked at the small creatures. The creatures looked rather frightened. They scattered behind objects.

“Those weren’t ants, were they?” Tolo asked the alchemist.

“No, they looked like small humans. I wonder if they’re afraid of us?” pondered the alchemist.

“It looked like they were, but I’m more curious about where they ran off to.”

The two began to look around the house to try to find the little guys. It turned out to be quite a feat since the creatures were so tiny. After hours and hours of diligent searching, Tolo noticed one and said, “I think I found one.” He tried to sneak up on it to try to catch it, but the creatures noticed him and scurried away in between a shelf and the wall. Tolo and the alchemist looked at each other amazed since the crack in between the shelf and the wall was smaller than the creature. They couldn’t figure out how he had gotten through, or even why.

“We need to get one of those creatures to find out why they are here.”

“I have an idea. I’ve gotta go.” the alchemist ran out of Tolo’s house almost before Tolo could turn around.

“Bye!” Tolo yelled.

Tolo stared at the wall where the creature went through and noticed a small crack. It was glowing, but ever so slightly. Upon noticing this, Tolo’s house shook. When Tolo looked back at the crack, it was no longer glowing. “What was that glowing?” he though.

The next the alchemist came knocking at Tolo’s door very earlier in the morning. A groggy Tolo answered the door to a tired yet excited alchemist.

“You have to see this!” exclaimed the alchemist.

“See what?”

“This.” The alchemist pulled out a bottle that resembled the glow from the wall.

“I’ve seen that before.”

“I saw it last night through the magnifying glass and remembered that I had been working on something that could give me eternal life. However, I would always appear in some strange place when I would drink it, and then wake back up on my floor. Maybe you should try it. You might have better luck.”

Tolo analyzed the weird-looking bottle, opened it up, and chugged it. The next thing he knew was that he was not in his house anymore, but instead, in some black and white place. Small creatures walked up to him. They looked like the same creatures that had been in his home.

“Were you just in my home?” Tolo asked.

“If you were that big scary creature, then yes. But, if you are the same large creature, why are you so small now and how did you get here?” one of the creatures asked him.

“I drank a bottle of glowing liquid.”

“Give us the glowing liquid and we won’t be back to your world.”

“Why should I?”

“Because the glowing liquid is merging our two universes together and if it continues, it is prophesied to be the end of both planets.”

“I don’t usually believe in prophecies, but because of this place. I’ll believe you.”  Tolo said and handed over the bottle of glowing liquid.

“Thank you!” the creature said.

Tolo then appeared laying on the ground in his home.

“Are you okay?” the alchemist asked.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Just don’t ever make that liquid again.”

“I won’t.”

The two talked a bit longer and Tolo kept up his end of the bargain and showed the alchemist how to transmute materials into other materials. Although the alchemist didn’t realize that he was just making pyrite, or fools gold. The alchemist left, Tolo went back to his lab, and humanity was saved. Until next time….

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