TheChroniclesofDru

Merric dreamed peaceful dreams of the comforting ocean, rocking him back and forth. With him were his seal friends who understood him better than anyone without having to say a single word. They swam together in perfect unison, chasing smaller fish and eating them. Merric was full and happy. Nothing was missing from his life… Until a mermaid motioned him toward her with an elegant finger. Something changed forever in that moment. Something physical and mental. Merric lurched awake, sweating profusely. He panted for a few moments, and then smoothed his yellow hair back. In another moment, his heart beat evened out. He stared forward, trying to remember everything he had to do today and everything that had happened to him the previous day. He lived with an occasional resident, his father, Belmarduk, in one of the richest plantations in Haalan. The orchards stretched out for miles, and the lavish house was big enough to house fifty guests, which were not needed since Merric’s

The Huntress The huntress, Gehenna, sat on a rock in the Black Woods, sharpening her hunting knife on a whetstone under the black blanket of night. Upon her shoulder sat the sleepy owl, Alhoois, an intelligent animal with magical powers that were incredibly strong and incredibly mysterious. Gehenna said not a word while she sharpened her knife. Indeed. The Huntress had not said a word for ten long years. It was around that time that the huntress had decided to reject all human contact, after all. Since then, she had lived a simple, quiet life, among the animals. While she lived in the forest, the huntress did not count the years or even the days as they went by, so she had no idea how old she was. The only time she saw her reflection was when she was refilling her water flask in a spring, and the last time she had seen her reflection, she had noticed a few new wrinkles. Nothing that made her look too old, but she was beginning to think she had spent too much time living in the