Farenheit 451

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The Elves keeping watch over Ravengaard Manor felt it first. A deep thrumming filled the air causing the windows and doors of the manor house to rattle and shake.
Upstairs in their bedroom the occupants slept on in their magically induced sleep, unaware of the events outside.
Above the house, darker than the night sky surrounding it, a vast portal started to open. An electrical storm flashed and rumbled as great glowing balls of lightning zigzagged across the rift, lighting up the fields and woodland. Slowly the portal began to sink lower. As it did so the ghostly image of a massive keep began to materialize over the house. The manor house started to fade away as the portal moved ever downwards. Then the house was gone completely, and after …show more content…

She was not sure.
She reached out and stroked Sorrows thick fur, the wolf-dog pressed closer sensing all was not well.
‘Quickly boy, go now, be my eyes and ears. Keep watch for our friends and bring them to me,’ she whispered to him. ‘I have much to prepare before they return.’
Ceridwen opened the door and Sorrow bound outside. He raced across the clearing; triggering the transformation from wolf into the monstrous Vorkun beast as he did so. She stood and watched him disappear into the trees.
Closing the door behind her Ceridwen stood in the centre of the room. Lifting her arms to shoulder height, she spread them as wide as her old bones would permit. Closing her eyes and turning to all four corners of the cottage she murmured a spell of concealment.
Out in the forest, Sorrow stopped and looked back across the grassy clearing.
He growled softly, as the cottage faded from view.

Caen Avery Oryxicus, King of the Elves, stumbled from his bed. His head spun. He staggered slightly and grasped the bedpost for support. In the near darkness, he reached for his robe.
It was the middle of the night.
What was all the commotion in the hallway? he …show more content…

’And we will move to confront him before he as time to establish himself in this world.’
Caen Oryxicus thought for a moment, a vague look in his eyes. ’Yes…A good plan. Now see that my orders are carried out.
Halmar shrugged and bowed. ‘At once sire,’ he called out as he turned and left the room. He could be heard shouting orders to his captains as he ran down the passageway.
‘Where is my daughter?’ the King asked. ‘I would speak with her.’
‘I am afraid she is not here, my lord. She is away on a quest. Nothing has been heard from her or her companions,’ the Advisor answered. ‘Do you not remember.’
A puzzled expression crossed his features. ‘Yes…I remember. Of course, I remember. She is…’ his voice trailed off as he tried to think.
Keir Fellmyrr ushered the others out of the room, then turned back to the King. ‘Sire, something is plainly wrong here. Let me call your physician.’
‘No. There is nothing wrong…I am just tired…that is all.’
‘Are you sure?’ Keir pressed.
‘Yes…yes. Now leave me.’
The Advisor bowed. ’As you wish Sire. I will keep you informed.’
As he reached the doorway, he nodded to one of the Royal Guard.
‘Keep a close eye on the King, if there is any change summons me

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