Ich habe bei www.fanfiction.net meine angefangene Voyagerstory online gestellt... den Link gibts hier: Echo of the stars
Es wuerde mich interessieren, was ihr davon haltet. Ich habe lange nicht geupdated, aber will mich jetzt mal wieder ransetzen.
Die Geschichte ist auf Englisch, by the way
Ich poste mal den Prolog hier:
Echo of the stars
Proloque
A Melidian prayer:
EiLodRia -
TaKaTis PurTok GheNes -
YaRia KarGes GheNes -
Heob EiLod ZenTu GheNat -
Heob MiYanLos FanTu -
Châk GhuLak YamPu GheNat -
SeabTir BeNes WaGhit TurGu GheNat -
MiLit Yan SeabTir Yun.
Translation:
EiLodRia,
Protector of our people
Source of our wisdom
Give us your holy water
Share your wisdom
Take us by the hands
And lead us on the right way
To Unity and Constancy
A red leaf was whirling through the air, carried by a fresh wind that smelled like fall. It rose up high in the sky, got blown over rich colored trees, green meadows and small creeks.
If it had not been for the group of people sitting in the shadow of a rock, the leaf would have probably continued it’s journey as long as the wind caressed the landscape.
“ The joy of nature…” said an old man to a group of teenagers, who were sitting around him on the grass. He plucked the leave out of his frizzy gray hair and held it up to them. “ Remember, wisdom begins with the understanding of our surroundings. We are one with our nature, as the nature is one with EiLodRia.”
The students were looking at the leaf and then back to their teacher. One raised his hand.
“ Yes, DaLien?” The old man threw the leaf back into the air, where the wind took hold of it again and carried it away.
“ I’ve got a question, ERon.” Said a boy who could have not been older than 16.His hair was still very short and he was wearing a white robe just like his classmates. “ You said that we would learn about the Dark Age and about the legend of the off worlders. Is it true that you knew them? Please tell us… How did they look like? Is it true that they had magic powers?”
ERon smiled gently at the boy’s curiosity.
“ It is true. I knew them. We were friends.”
The kids looked at him in awe and unconsciously moved closer.
“ You were friends?” asked a girl excitedly. “ What about the magic powers?”
“ Yes, we were friends. And no – they did not have any magic powers, but they were in the possession of a gift much greater than that….”
He smiled again as their mouths hang wide open.
“… The gift of bravery and compassion.”
“ Oh – and that is supposed to be greater than magic?” DaLien said disappointedly.
“ Yes, especially at that time. As you all know from our history classes, Melidian was on the height of the great Civil War at that time. Instead of following the way of unity, as EiLodRia had foreseen it for us, we had turned against each other. Back to back, going different directions, drifting farther apart. War does not only destroy friendship and unity, it also dries out the well of religion. There is no time left to open your heart in the middle of fighting. EiLoadRia’s spirit had drifted farther and farther away from our hearts, which were only filled with the thought of revenge.
It is a rare miracle to find real bravery and compassion in the midst of destruction and hate. I do not speak about the bravery of winning a battle or the compassion for friends who lost their families. I talk about the bravery of risking your own life for people you don’t know and the compassion for both sides in a war, that is not your own.
If you listen closely now with your eyes open to the past and your hearts open to the future, I will tell you about my friends. I will tell you about how they helped Melidian re-unite and how EiLoadRia regained its powers. And I hope afterwards you will come to understand the importance of bravery and compassion.”
The kids nodded and moved closer together.
ERon grew quiet for a second, his mind wandering back to the old times. To his friends. To the four off-worlders, who had fallen from the stars. A smile formed on his lips as he looked up to the sky. He didn’t know if they were still alive and if they ever made it back home. There was nothing he could do, besides telling the next generations of Melidians about their legend. So they would not only remember their names, which were know a firm component of the Melidian history, but also learn about their morals and sacrifices.
He took a deep breath and then began to tell his tale.
-TBC-
Es wuerde mich interessieren, was ihr davon haltet. Ich habe lange nicht geupdated, aber will mich jetzt mal wieder ransetzen.
Die Geschichte ist auf Englisch, by the way

Ich poste mal den Prolog hier:
Echo of the stars
Proloque
A Melidian prayer:
EiLodRia -
TaKaTis PurTok GheNes -
YaRia KarGes GheNes -
Heob EiLod ZenTu GheNat -
Heob MiYanLos FanTu -
Châk GhuLak YamPu GheNat -
SeabTir BeNes WaGhit TurGu GheNat -
MiLit Yan SeabTir Yun.
Translation:
EiLodRia,
Protector of our people
Source of our wisdom
Give us your holy water
Share your wisdom
Take us by the hands
And lead us on the right way
To Unity and Constancy
A red leaf was whirling through the air, carried by a fresh wind that smelled like fall. It rose up high in the sky, got blown over rich colored trees, green meadows and small creeks.
If it had not been for the group of people sitting in the shadow of a rock, the leaf would have probably continued it’s journey as long as the wind caressed the landscape.
“ The joy of nature…” said an old man to a group of teenagers, who were sitting around him on the grass. He plucked the leave out of his frizzy gray hair and held it up to them. “ Remember, wisdom begins with the understanding of our surroundings. We are one with our nature, as the nature is one with EiLodRia.”
The students were looking at the leaf and then back to their teacher. One raised his hand.
“ Yes, DaLien?” The old man threw the leaf back into the air, where the wind took hold of it again and carried it away.
“ I’ve got a question, ERon.” Said a boy who could have not been older than 16.His hair was still very short and he was wearing a white robe just like his classmates. “ You said that we would learn about the Dark Age and about the legend of the off worlders. Is it true that you knew them? Please tell us… How did they look like? Is it true that they had magic powers?”
ERon smiled gently at the boy’s curiosity.
“ It is true. I knew them. We were friends.”
The kids looked at him in awe and unconsciously moved closer.
“ You were friends?” asked a girl excitedly. “ What about the magic powers?”
“ Yes, we were friends. And no – they did not have any magic powers, but they were in the possession of a gift much greater than that….”
He smiled again as their mouths hang wide open.
“… The gift of bravery and compassion.”
“ Oh – and that is supposed to be greater than magic?” DaLien said disappointedly.
“ Yes, especially at that time. As you all know from our history classes, Melidian was on the height of the great Civil War at that time. Instead of following the way of unity, as EiLodRia had foreseen it for us, we had turned against each other. Back to back, going different directions, drifting farther apart. War does not only destroy friendship and unity, it also dries out the well of religion. There is no time left to open your heart in the middle of fighting. EiLoadRia’s spirit had drifted farther and farther away from our hearts, which were only filled with the thought of revenge.
It is a rare miracle to find real bravery and compassion in the midst of destruction and hate. I do not speak about the bravery of winning a battle or the compassion for friends who lost their families. I talk about the bravery of risking your own life for people you don’t know and the compassion for both sides in a war, that is not your own.
If you listen closely now with your eyes open to the past and your hearts open to the future, I will tell you about my friends. I will tell you about how they helped Melidian re-unite and how EiLoadRia regained its powers. And I hope afterwards you will come to understand the importance of bravery and compassion.”
The kids nodded and moved closer together.
ERon grew quiet for a second, his mind wandering back to the old times. To his friends. To the four off-worlders, who had fallen from the stars. A smile formed on his lips as he looked up to the sky. He didn’t know if they were still alive and if they ever made it back home. There was nothing he could do, besides telling the next generations of Melidians about their legend. So they would not only remember their names, which were know a firm component of the Melidian history, but also learn about their morals and sacrifices.
He took a deep breath and then began to tell his tale.
-TBC-
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