If you have stumbled across this site and haven’t read how this blog works on the homepage, stop right here! I mean it! This blog is meant to be a story, and each post is a different chapter. My latest post here is actually the last chapter in this book. So if you hate spoilers, or don’t want to be totally confused, start the story by reading my first post here. Trust me, it will make much more sense! But if you’re reading the story properly, enjoy the last installment of Treomynd!
A somber darkness had made its home on Treomynd. There were several Guardian casualties from that terrible night Atricio invaded the island. The Fire and Air Guardians were lucky to have been far away from the invasion, but the Earth and Water Guardians were not so fortunate. Continue reading “A New World: The Cycle of Grief”
“My brother has created a paradise for himself and all Guardians after all, then? And that small girl must be Barnama’s daughter,” Atricio thought to himself. He had been watching Lucio from his cauldron using that enchanted flea as a beacon for a few days now. Continue reading “A New World: Darkness Descends”
Atricio cursed under his breath as he searched his stone cottage. He had been thankful that there were no rats living with him, but now he wished otherwise. Continue reading “A New World: The Endless Ocean and a Grave Encounter”
“We’ve made it!” Lucio shouted. The group stood at the base of the single mountain on Treomynd. Its width was small, but its height made up for it. Most of the mountain’s upper half was covered in shade from the cloud gathered around its peak. Continue reading “A New World: Island of the Moon”
Lucio, Aurora, Lothlorien and Renato emerged from the depths of Mt. Igneous early the next morning. The lack of sunlight was beginning to throw everybody off of their internal clocks, and Renato wasn’t sure if he should cry for his nap or his breakfast. Continue reading “A New World: The Hills”
“How are we going to climb this thing?” Aurora thought. They had just emerged from the forest at the base of the dormant volcano. Many more questions ran through her head while they stopped to survey their surroundings. Continue reading “A New World: Mt. Igneus”
“Say mama! Say mama! Can you say mama?” Aurora cooed at Renato. She was holding the child on his back while she sat against one of the monstrous trees in the forest. Lucio and Lothlorien were resting nearby. Continue reading “A New World: The Western Sparkling Forest”