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# 118 The Elven Lord
Dolores Esteban commented on Dolores Esteban's story chapter in # 118 The Elven Lord
Thanks for reading and your kind comment. I'm glad you liked my attempt at the prompt. -
Erendil and Lyaris drew back from their embrace. They looked up at the blue sky in astonishment. Lyaris blinked in bewilderment. Erendil’s room had disappeared. The whole house had vanished. Erendil gazed at the sky. The sun shone down on them. Erendil turned his head and saw the flower field that stretched around them. The elf slowly awoke from his trance. He realized what had happened. He had stopped channelling energy in his shelter and ward. He had been entirely focused on the human man. Fe
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Aaron and Neldor moved at a steady pace. Suddenly, however, the wizard stopped and shielded his eyes with his hand. Aaron stopped also and looked ahead. They saw a house in the distance. The walls were pearly-white and reflected the light. The house looked like a trinket in the sun. "It is an almost palace," Aaron said in astonishment. "Look at the filigreed towers, Master Neldor. They look like the towers that are described in some fairy tales." Neldor did not reply. He took in the sight. He
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Prompt 124 - Meeting the Myth
Dolores Esteban commented on comicfan's story chapter in Prompt 124 - Meeting the Myth
This was totally different from what I expected. The ending was a true surprise. The vivid image of the merman made me smile. -
A Creepy Adventure "You won’t believe my story. But I’ll tell it anyway," I said in a low voice. My look was absent-minded and I seized the cup in my hands tightly. I ignored Arthur’s piercing and skeptical look. I had accidentally found his house when I had stumbled home in the dark. I had seen the light in the windows and I had read the signboard with his name on the wall. I rang the bell because I was feeling despaired. It was already late at night, but Arthur opened the door. He led
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Farewell You hate these days These moments in time When you recall the past When you recall the dark Haunting memories Slip through the cracks of time They freeze your heart and send Cold shivers up your spine Depressing thoughts Torment your soul and mind As demons from the past Slip through the cracks of time He was a man with an alcoholic addiction Your were his unintended victim He made your life a living hell Come on, stand up and say Farewell
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Facing the past can be painful. A poem.
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Lyaris opened his eyes slightly. He saw Erendil’s beautiful face. The elf had stretched beside him and had wrapped his arms around him. Erendil smiled at Lyaris and Lyaris smiled back at him. Erendil pulled Lyaris closer. Their bodies touched. Lyaris felt warm. He felt almost heated. He closed his eyes and opened his lips. Erendil’s lips touched his lips again. Lyaris opened his lips more. The tip of Erendil’s tongue touched his tongue. Lyaris let out a stifled moan. He moved his body closer to
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Aaron and Neldor looked out on the other side of the dark and scaring river. "Good Lord," Aaron said in a hollow voice. "It is pitch black over there. What a horrible place to live in the afterlife. I do not want to die, Master Neldor." Aaron was shocked at the horrible sight. His voice was almost breaking. Neldor patted his shoulder. "This is what we see from where we stand now, Aaron," he said in a calming voice. The wizard channelled reassuring energy to the young man. Aaron’s tensed body
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Neldor and Aaron stood in front of the huge ash tree. Neldor looked at it. The wizard was deep in thoughts. Aaron stood close to Neldor. He glanced around nervously. What were they supposed to do? Aaron looked at the wizard. Neldor nodded thoughtfully. "Do you have an idea, Master Neldor?" Aaron asked hopefully. Neldor turned to him. "I was thinking, Aaron," he said. "Today is the day of Samuin. The veils between the worlds are thin today." Aaron nodded. He hung on Neldor’s lips. "The ash
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Neldor and Aaron awoke the following morning. The sun was shining, yet the rays of the sun barely reached the ground. The air was chilly and Neldor and Aaron felt cold. Aaron looked for additional clothes in his bag. He took out the velvet vest that Lyaris had given to him as a present. Aaron touched the smooth fabric. He felt a lump in his throat and tears came to his eyes. Neldor watched Aaron. He felt pity for the young man. The old wizard racked his brain. He sought for a way to find the p
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Spring I feel the sunshine on my skin I smell the scent of roses I see a golden morning sun And hear your ringing laughter The darkness' gone; I want to sing And celebrate with you The blossom time of spring
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Lyaris awoke. Night was falling. He looked around. He was still feeling dizzy. He rose to his feet and went to the fountain. Lyaris looked into the fountain again. He put his hand into the dark water. The long sleep had made him thirsty. Lyaris took a handful of water and rinsed his mouth. He bent over and drank more water. Suddenly, he heard a voice beside him. Startled, Lyaris turned around. A man stood in the shadows. Lyaris was not able to see his face clearly. The figure was tall and the vo
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Lyaris was bored. The days were long. He was still in the hunter’s lodge, waiting for Zhoron. He had read his manuscript several times. He meanwhile knew all the words by heart. Tyrnae was a magical world full of wonders. Lyaris yearned to see them all. He had left the royal court furtively. He had jumped into a secret adventure. However, after three days of extreme boredom, the flush of excitement had almost gone. Lyaris had come back to earth and reality had caught up with him. He suddenly fel
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Elethiel (A Fairy Tale)
Dolores Esteban commented on Dolores Esteban's story chapter in Elethiel (A Fairy Tale)
I'm glad you liked the fairy tale. Thanks for your nice comment. -
Lyaris was sitting under a tree, eating cheese and bread. He had found the place that Zhoron had described to him in detail. It was a hunter’s lodge in a wood. Zhoron had drawn a map and had explained the route to Lyaris. The prince had ridden west for two days. He had followed Zhoron’s instructions carefully. Lyaris had met only few travellers on the road. They had not paid much attention to him. The hunter’s lodge was hidden in the wood. A barely visible path led to it. Lyaris was waiting fo
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Like he had said, Zhoron returned in the evening. He walked triumphantly into the main hall where the king and the counsellors already waited for him. Zhoron pulled a piece of paper from his pocket. He handed it to the king. "My lord, the soldiers had ridden west, following the main road. But I rode east and I discovered hoof prints and I followed them. I spotted a place that looked as if someone had rested there. I scanned the place with my sixth sense. I sensed the prince’s energy. I found th
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Oh, you actually started the story. I do love it. Great!
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Zhoron was in his chamber, packing his things. The soldiers that the king had sent out in search for Prince Lyaris had returned a short time ago. They had found no trace of the prince. They had not even found hoof prints of his horse. The counsellors had advised to send out more soldiers and also trained scouts. One man had advised to summon the old wizard Neldor. But Zhoron had urged the king to reject the request. He had convinced the king that the discarded magician would be of no help. He, Z
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Aaron came back the following morning. Neldor invited him to sit down. "How are you feeling, Aaron?" he asked. "I’m fine," Aaron said briefly. He leaned forward and looked at the wizard. "Master Neldor, tell me, what have you found out?" "Aeons ago...," Neldor started. "Aeons ago, only primitive tribes inhabited the land. The legend says that on a cold autumn evening the secret gate opened wide. It was the night of Samuin. Twelve mighty and powerful magicians passed the gate. They came from t
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Anthology News Special Anthology Announcement!
Dolores Esteban commented on Renee Stevens's blog entry in Gay Authors News
There are many wondeful stories. I enjoyed reading, so far. Thanks for the anthology. I always look forward to it. -
Neldor returned to his chamber in the tower. He stood by the window, rubbing his chin. The old wizard was thinking. Zhoron had taken the queen’s horse from the stable. Presumably, the prince had left on his mother’s horse. However, Zhoron concealed the truth from the king. Moreover, he had made sure that the king delayed any actions and thus gave the prince a head start. Was Zhoron the prince’s confident? Had Lyaris asked the new magician to help him and cover up his secret departure? Neldor ga
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Aglanthol 4 Tyrnae (Journey to the Otherworld) by Dolores Esteban "Love is the magic of the heart" Neldor looked out of the window. Although it was still early in the morning, people had already gathered in the yard. Neldor saw stable boys, maidens, royal servants and valets. They stood in groups, talking to each other and making quite a fuss. "What’s going on? Why has no one informed me?" the wizard said grumpily. Neldor had not left his chamber in the tower for a week
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Prince Lyaris has disappeared. Inspired by the false magician Zhoron, the young prince set out to find the gate to the magical realm of Tyrnae. However, only the chosen ones may enter the otherworld and leave it again. Aaron, unhappy in love with the prince, sets out to find Lyaris. The wizard Neldor accompanies him.
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Elethiel (A Fairy Tale)
Dolores Esteban commented on Dolores Esteban's story in 2012 - Spring - It Wasn't Me
Thanks for reading and reviewing.
