EL journal wk 39

The rune storage was decrepit and old, and seemed like it would collapse any minute if not for the magic holding it in place.The Shade did not vacillate as he reached for one of the Dark Runes sitting on endless row of shelves.As he gripped the Rune tightly with his hands, the magic slowly engulfed him, and transported him to a place of pandemonium.Houses were burning, the heinous Undead army was pillaging the village, killing all living beings in sight without any sign of remorse.

El journal wk 38

After much procrastination, the usually reticent Shade decided to attempt to steal some of the ancient runes due to his overwhelming curiosity about the boy who appeared in his mind.The Shade knew that if he was caught stealing the Ancient Runes, the punishment would be fatal, but he felt an unseen force tugging at him, beckoning him towards the Rune storage place.As he approached the rune storage, an authoritative voice barked out, "What audacity! How dare a low rank soldier like you trespass this place!" However, using that glib tongue of his,the Shade managed to retort a convincing reason to the skeleton sentry, and slipped inside the rune storage.

EL journal wk 37

Raydon felt nothing but antipathy for the rock as his magic,unable to hold it in the air for long, failed and the came crashing down to the ground again."Try again Crayon.." the halcyon and somewhat felicitous Rashik drawled again."No!Lift the rock yourself; i won't."Much to Raydon's surprise, the elf suddenly turned austere."Without grasping the true potential of magic, you will never excel in it, but be like those erudite and arrogant elves in the Magic Guild,wasting hours over trying to convert cheap ores into gold!"

EL journal wk 36

Due to the countless battles grandmaster Rashik had been in, he had sustained a grotesque scar on his left arm which had left the arm useless.Even though crippled, Rashik was the epitome of all the elves, and possessed the utmost dexterity.Raydon had felt compassion for the old elf at first, but the impossible tasks were beginning to frustrate him as he failed once again to lift that humongous boulder."Find the inner power, Crayon.." the old elf wheezed.Raydon threw a malicious glare towards that repugnant elf hovering above the ground, ever so peacefully meditating.

EL journal wk 35

The whimsical and mien Raydon suddenly felt a disturbance in the balance of magic, like a sudden burst of power being released. He ignored it; the Elves responsible for concoctions always had unstable potions exploding suddenly causing a surge of magic through the air. He had more important things to do, like accomplish the task his master had gave him.A few weeks ago, he was flabbergasted to have received an invitation from the renowned Rashik who was gaunt and an expert at magic. Now, he was expected to lift a humongous 50kg rock with magic, which he was unable to do."You must have equanimity, Crayon.." the old man wheezed, forgetting Raydon's name again.

Essay

The lives of many people revolve around money.People use it to buy daily needs, a life of luxury and even gain power.For some people, money is everything.But is money really everything?Does money really make the world go round, or is it just the root of all evil?Can money buy true happiness, love and friendship?
Money can buy many things people desire;a car, a house, a life of luxury.Some people claim that money can buy happiness as it can purchase their desires,create happiness in them and buy happiness indirectly.But often, happiness comes with a price.To earn a humongous amount of money to constantly satisfy their desires, most people concentrate only on earning money and working, and the relationship between them and their family may deteriorate.This could result to quarrels, divorce and sometimes even murder in a fit of anger when the partner voices out his or her dissatisfaction.This in the end would result in a broken family, or even a sentence to jail.Would the person be happy then?Or would he be deeply regretting his actions?There are people who are happy without having a huge amount of money, or a luxurious life.These people live mostly in the countryside, where life is much more simple than in the city.These people are content with what they have, and are happy just with their family by their side.They do not require a spacious car, a cosy bungalow or money.
Some people feel that with money, they would be able to get a partner or make more friends.But is this the love they are seeking?People who befriend them may not be true friends, only people who are trying to get some easy money.
Money also creates hate in people, and is one the main reasons for war.Many wars were started due to the greed of humans, who want more money and power, and decide to take it from weaker countries by force.Wars are main fought due to quarrels over territory and money.Take the World War 2 for example.Why did Japan become aggressive and attempt to take over huge parts of Asia when its neighbouring countries did not threaten it?Japan wanted more territory as it felt that it has too little land and money to survive.If Japan had not went to war, many lives would have been saved and peace would have ensured.
In conclusion, i think that money can help people on the way to happiness, and not actually buy it.Money does make the world go round as it creates a fair trade for almost everyone.When people buy things such as rice, the money they pay for it is split amongst people who have done their job in delivering the bag of rice to the place of purchase, and in a way, everyone wins.However, i feel that money is also the root of all evil as it creates jealousy and hate in people, and is one the main reasons for murder cases, quarrel amongst people and wars.Embrace the comfort that money brings you, but be wary of it.

EL journal wk 34

The Shade grimaced as he carried his cumbersome equipment to his site of training, beside a clumsy necromancer who had accidentally tripped over his overflowing robes, and what seemed like ancient runes fell onto the decaying ground."@#$@#!!" the necromancer cursed,spouting vulgarity(flamboyant language xD) out of that evil mouth of his. As the Shade picked up one of the many runes that had fallen onto the ground, he was abruptly transported to a burning village being pillaged by Undead, with a little boy trapped in a burning hut. The boy had unkempt and disheveled hair, and bore a striking resemblance to the Shade. Before the Shade had recovered from his shock, the rune he was holding was torn away from his hands as the necromancer stalked away.

EL journal wk 33

"You better be more wary.The master does not favor complacent minions."The necromancer rasped.The shade nodded his head in fright as the necromancer drifted away to brew more of his occult concoctions.The somber shade had failed his test as he was not discreet enough to spy on the elves.Shades were used for scouting due to their ability to fade at will and escape most detections.They were of high importance now due to the upcoming war Sangea was about to declare.

EL journal wk 32

During the archaic age,the venerable Prince Torosar usurped the throne by collaborating from within and liquidated the previous rabid king who was terrorizing the nation.Even though Torosar had bizarre ways of ruling the nation,the people loved him due to his benevolence and magnanimity,and for once in over 30 years of harsh rule,the nation prospered again and reached its pinnacle soon after.

T3 Wk 1 journalz

The fervid and usually prudent boxer, Arnold, was getting owned by a seemingly innocuous opponent.The opponent had a smaller built then Arnold,but was much faster and landed his blows swiftly without giving Arnold a chance to retaliate.Slowly,Arnold was overcome by lassitude and could barely defend himself from the blows his opponent was raining down on him.Only now did Arnold regret that he had given the cold shoulder to friends who had advised him to practice harder,as this was not an opponent to be trifled with.

last holiday journal..~!

An inky black being formed on the top of the tower."My lord,it is time."a necromancer rasped.The being made no response,but stepped up to the podium on the top of the tower,which was surrounded by a horde of necromancers arranged in a circle around the podium.Cold wind swirled relentlessly around the tower,invoking shivers from the minor necromancers.The podium had a crystal of swirling darkness in it,spewing out death energy at regular intervals.Then,when the crystal was full to bursting with dark energy,the being started chanting incantations of pure darkness,and the wisps in the jar were disintegrated with a banshee like shriek.As the necromancers focused their death magic on the being,dark energy began to swirl around the tower,burrowing itself into the being.Then,out of the blue, the crystal combusted with a deafening crack,causing the being to take on a horrendous form crackling with energies of darkness.

The Ritual was complete,a ritual which spelled doom for the elves,oblivious to what had happened in Frozmourth.

this is so weird

junez journalz.

The Spectre descended swiftly down the dark steps of the staircase with a jar containing two flamboyant wisps.As he reached his destination,he could not see anyone,but could feel his master's malicious presence."Have you brought it?" a chilling voice pierced through the silence of the dungeon."Yes, my lord,he is here as your requested..with another bonus gift."the Spectre whispered."Good,good....you may leave." it said with silent satisfaction.
The Spectre disappeared in a flurry of black smoke,leaving the jar behind.A being of utmost evil and darkness visualised in the room and disappeared with the jar with an evil smirk on its face.

june holiday journallzz

A little away from the excitement of the Graduation Party, a young elf couple were sitting on a hillside admiring the glorious moon above spreading its radiance all over Arun-Fandor.The elf couple were Marila and Egonik, both exceptionally skilled in magic.They had been dating for five year now,and had plans to get married soon.After three hours of admiring the scenery.the couple were suddenly overwhelmed by the urge to sleep,and fell back on the grass,heading to dreamland.

When Marila woke up, she found Egonik back facing her,and had a sudden urge to kiss him.However, when she rolled him over, what she discovered was a disgusting decayed face,a paradise for the hundreds of maggots on the face.Accompanying the face was a mutilated horrifying body.

She did not even have time to scream as the silent shadow dragged her down into the dark hole of oblivion.

June holidaee journal

Night had fallen over Wadjet forest,and the Graduation Party was in full swing.Elves pranced around chanting folk songs and helping themselves to food,and everyone were talking excitedly about what paths they would choose;what they aspired to become in the future. However,everyone were simply too absorbed in their own activities that none of their sharp elven eyes managed to spot the wisp of a shadow lurking around the trees,waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike.

My favorite author

My favorite author is Christopher Paolini who wrote Eragon,Eldest and Brisingr(coming on 23 sep 2008 whee!)Eragon is a fiction story and i love fiction.i also like stories about elves,dragons and knights and all that, and this book fits my likes perfectly.I chose this series over the Harry Potter series as i feel that in the Harry Potter books,when a battle is taking place, all the chracters can do are to shoot spells out of their wands, and when you lose your wand, you're useless.This makes it feel a little boring to me,not like stories where people dress up in armor and take a sword to whack you, its more fun reading those.Harry Potter's some kind of modern fiction, and i don't really like modern stories, stories about the olden times are more fun to read in my opinion.:)

5 Facts about Christopher Paolini:

1.His hometown,Paradise Valley,Montana's jagged Beartooth Mountains inspired the fantastic scenary in Eragon.
2.He was 15 when he wrote the first draft for Eragon
3.The book began as a hobby, a personal challenge; he never intended it to be published.
4.Early in 2007 Christopher realized that the plot and characters demanded more space than could fit in one volume(the third book) and that a fourth book would be necessary to give each story element the attention it deserved. What began as the Inheritance trilogy became the Inheritance cycle.
5.In 2002, Eragon was first published by Paolini International LLC, Paolini's parents' company.However,in Summer 2002, the stepson of author Carl Hiaasen found Eragon in a bookstore and loved it, and Hiaasen brought it to the attention of his publisher, Alfred Knopf.Knopf subsequently made an offer to publish Eragon and the rest of the Inheritance cycle.

El journal wk 20

However, even though the Wadjet forest had pesky thorns reviled by many,it's edifices were wonderful structures created by magic,created by the elves.The Wadjets were omnivorous, snakelike creatures with minuscule fins of their sides and could spit deadly poison when threatened.Wadjets were able to morph into elves,but you could always see their greenish scaly snake skin showing.The Wadjet forest was also popular due to the hospitality of the Wadjets.After the agreement between the Wadjets and the elves, the Wadjets had an entirely different change in character, and were no longer aggressive or wanting to rule over the elves due to their insatiable hunger for gold, which were abundant in the elven treasury.Little did the Wadjets know that the gold the elves keep "feeding" them with were fake, and were all created by pure magic.Never in their lives wouldthe elves imagine that this fact of bogus gold would become one of the many stepping stones to their doom.

(Suddenly i find that Raydon has disapeared from my story o.O)

EL journal wk 19

As innocent as they may seem, theWadjets had revolted in the past against the elves due to their megalomania.They had gathered in legions to start a strife against the elves to demand for a better pecuniary situation.Fortunately, the Wadjets and the elves made an agreement and there was no bloodshed.Now, theWadjets lived in sumptuous surroundings,which made Wadjet forest a huge attraction.However, the Wadjet forest was not a safe place to be.Due to the Wadjet's fetish for poison, venomous and lethal thorns and plants overran the forest,and many adventurers have died slowly and painfully by accidentally pricking themselves on the venomous plants.Medicine sellers have made a fortune by parking themselves at the edge of the forest,to make sure everyone who goes in the forest was loaded with antidotes,and they would be loaded with gold.

El kournal wk 18

Raydon was exhilarated. He had graduated from Basic magic school, and had been awarded a marine blue Enchanter's cloak he had been craving for since he entered Basic magic school for being exceptional in magic.The professors had deemed that Raydon was exceptional in magic and awarded him the cloak to further aid him in magic.The usually big cloak had been modified to accommodate to his size, and he romped into the jungle to celebrate graduation day with his peers in the mystical Wadjet forest.

El journal wk 17

The bogus "Sangea's" body was only a fallacious subterfuge concocted by Sangea to keep those pesky elves out of the way, so that he could go on with his plan.A fre years later, in Frozmoth, a land fraught with savage creatures and labyrinths of ice, a lich, cold and unforgiving,trembled ever so slightly before the massive dark figure emanating a malicious aura to the surroundings."Master, everything is ready except for the sacrifice."the lich reported. "Good,good..."the dark figure mumbled as he gazed into the Gem of Sight showing a young elf prancing in the forest happily,holding what seemd to be an invatation card. The elf seemed so pure,so innocent..the perfect target for the sacrifice. As the lich departed, he swore he could see the faintest hint of a smile on his master's malicious face...





All this seems so dramatic..

EL journal wk 16

The history teacher continued on with his dull droning."And then Sangea activated his dark powers and somehow escaped the impregnable fortress of Arun Fandor, and vanished under the moonlight.Then, a few months later, his body was found in the habitat of the indigenous Dragons,the Dragon's cache, by an explorer. He had the temerity to face the Dragons due to his cupidity and his desire for the Dragon's hoarded wealth and therefore suffered a terrible fate..."

However, Sangea's death was a lie."Sangea's" body had been exquisitely crafted by dark magic to fool the ignorant elves that he was dead.The elves,being overconfident, deemed that the charred,burnt body was Sangea's without even bothering to check the body for any traces of magic.This little act of overconfidence would result in a devastating calamity for the elves.