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”
Aurora walked with Renato still in his sling through hundreds, if not thousands, of Earth Guardians. She held onto a piece of Lothlorien’s mane; she didn’t dare let go and lose her in the sea of colorful creatures. Continue reading “A New World: Jewels and Scales”
It was a gorgeous summer night in Lucio’s meadow. The horizon was still a light orange from the sunset, but a bright full moon beamed proudly over everyone. Aurora, Lucio, and Lothlorien were settled near the front of the Magician’s cottage, just past the stream that ran through the spongey grass and purple flowers. Continue reading “A New World: Genesis”
“That woman tried to throw her own baby off that bridge?!” screamed Aurora. She tried to stand up in the wagon, but the motion only made her do an angry waddle in her seat. “Why would she do such a thing? How could she have brought herself to do it? What-” Continue reading “Before the Island: Renato”
“Christopher is dead.” Aurora’s words echoed through the tiny room, leaving behind a dreaded, deafening silence. Continue reading “Before the Island: Rescue”
“You want to rescue Christopher’s family?” said Lucio with his eyebrows raised. It was a warm evening in the meadow at Lucio’s cottage, and the sun cast a warm glow over the grass and the Guardians milling around. Continue reading “Before the Island: Family”
Do you know a place that seems like Heaven on Earth? Continue reading “Before the Island: Lucio”