<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876933243314043998</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:35:25.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unholy Tales</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unholytales.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876933243314043998/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unholytales.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>UnholyDarknessZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXQEtzdiB4M/TSieY5QzoGI/AAAAAAAAADU/PSrUILo7KrQ/S220/Archer.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876933243314043998.post-7279447834342804759</id><published>2011-12-15T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T04:12:18.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chronicles of the Dark Age - Chapter I</title><content type='html'>( Writer's Note : I've abolished the previous plans and written up another story. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter I&lt;br /&gt;Prologue&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Axelius Euryale. An unusual boy whom was found abandoned outside the Guild of Auxbrea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He was left there without a note from his parents , abandoned like a dog left to starve in the streets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That day was a memorable one - a fateful encounter between the boy and his foster father.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was a dark and gloomy night. The streets were dimly lit with torches and the moon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Rain pelted upon the boy's shivering back like pellets as he clutched onto his rags , hoping to gain more warmth in doing so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As a man approaches from a distance , he huddled himself to the corner of the street , hoping that the man would not harm him as so many did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But he did not - he did not but he did so much more for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The man lowered himself , his kindly but ancient eyes peered through his hair and into his own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The crimson red scarlet meets the brilliant sapphire pupils of this wizened old man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Is this man a wizard? Almost as if an invisible bubble had formed around them , the rain had stopped pelting off the boy's head and back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The old man smiled kindly , introducing himself as he said "My name is Argon Sills. What is your name , young one?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Axelius moved back uncomfortably. All his life , all he had known was cruelty and the kindness emitted by the man before him was foreign. Thinking that he may not get beaten up for answering this question , he replied "Axelius Euryale , sir."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"That's a good name. Where are your parents?" he added.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"I never knew them , sir." Axelius replied with difficulty. That was not entirely true. He knew his parents , but only by name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Xephius and Serah Euryale - the names he overheard when he was working at the factory for his uncle several years ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The old man creased his eyebrows a bit , then he said "Would you like to live with me? I live at the Guild's Quarter , in that big house over there."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He pointed his knobbly fingers at a gigantic shape which could hardly be seen through the rain. The boy may be young , but he is not naive. He hesitated , before asking "Why should I trust you?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To his surprise , the old man crackled a laugh. He then said "Why shouldn't you?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; ******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"...ake up , wake up Axel!" an urgent voice pierced through the darkness. Suddenly , he could hear curtains been thrown apart and light seeped through his eyelids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Come on , get up." the voice pleaded. He then felt a sharp slap to his cheek and he opened his eyes immediately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;His vision was a blur , but seconds later , everything came into focus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A young woman was bent over him , her sapphire-blue eyes glistened in the sunlight as her pale blonde hair flowed by her side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was a beautiful sight to behold - save for the frown on her face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"What are you gawking at? Dress up and prepare for work!" she snapped. With immense force , she pulled Axelius off his bed and nearly slammed into into the wardrobe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Right , right..." Axelius mumbled as he opened the wardrobe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He took out his Guild Trainee Uniform , a fairly exquisite blue tunic with an emblem marked on the right shoulder. It is a large scarlet shield marked with the capital "G" in the centre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; ( Work in Progress )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876933243314043998-7279447834342804759?l=unholytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unholytales.blogspot.com/feeds/7279447834342804759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unholytales.blogspot.com/2011/12/chronicles-of-dark-age-chapter-i.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876933243314043998/posts/default/7279447834342804759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876933243314043998/posts/default/7279447834342804759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unholytales.blogspot.com/2011/12/chronicles-of-dark-age-chapter-i.html' title='Chronicles of the Dark Age - Chapter I'/><author><name>UnholyDarknessZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXQEtzdiB4M/TSieY5QzoGI/AAAAAAAAADU/PSrUILo7KrQ/S220/Archer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
