My Stories
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Fires Rose ~1~
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We begin my story the night I left my father and the heavens.
Shure I'm only two in the eyes of my father, but for a god we're born much older. Already I can speak, learn, walk, and even think. The night soon became clouded, my father was upset and was taking it out. Rain started to pour down, and thunder rang out. The wind picked up bending the trees to its whim, and the tempature droped.
I just ignored everyhting and flashed to a different part of the world, I thought it would be good for my father to have one less to take care of. I knew this would put not only my father and mother in a difficult spot, but even me as well. I decided to interact with the world around me, so I found a group of people. They where gathered around a fire dancing to beats of a drum, and the music they produced.
Each of the humans had different patterns painted on them, and some hade interesting head peices. They spoke in their native toung and it interested me. Their wemon whore little clothing, as so did their children. I knew that their men where preforming a ritual to honor the spirits of the earth. Their shadows danced along with the men, and the rythem of the drums filled the night with song.
I decided to join the tribe in the form of a wolf, and for the first time in my life I shaped shifted. My bones crackled as they reformed to take the image of the wolf, and fur rippled along my body. I felt the freedom of the wolfs body, as I looked at the earth for the first time through anothers eyes. The night seemed teaming with life, and finally I joined the group of humans to study them closer.
I walked up slowly to the group, as silent as the wind. I sat down behind a young woman, that looked six or seven months pregnant. She had two young ones beside her, a male and female, both still so young. No one seemed to notice my presence, and it felt like I belonged there. Then the dancing stoped, and a old man stood up. He held a carved stick in his hand, and everyone was silent.
The old man cleared his throught and said, "Our fathers, and our fathers fathers have help guard the spirits secrets as do we. The night the cheif 'Fireswing' had seen wolf change to man and back again. Firewing had seen this wolfman fight a cold blooded, a creature that lookes much like man. The spirits had seen Firewing watch this fight, and intrusted their secret to us to protect." The fire seemed to wrap around this man, as he spoke of the vampires and lycans.
"My father told me the story of the Wolfmans begining, and now I will tell you. Spirit warriors could enter the spirit world, but a warrior did not like the cheifs ideas. This warrior was caught in treachery and cast out of the village. The cheif had whent into the spirit world to watch over his people, and the warrior stole his body and killed his own. This caused the cheif to rome the earth untill he found a wolf that allowed the chief to share his body. This had combinded to make the wolfman, that protects the night and those who embrace it. The wolf is our brothern and must be respected. We do not hunt to kill, we hunt to live."
I was moved by the mans words that I could not contain a howl that exscaped from me. When I finished my howl, I looked at the old man. I saw not fear or even trouble, but I saw love and compassion. Many of the others including the woman moved away from me. I sat still not wanting to scare them, I was still looking the old man in the eyes, for some reason they captured me. Then the old man spoke once again in his native toung.
"Look into the wolfs eyes and see there is to much knowledge there to be just a wolf. Welcome to our festivals young spirit." I knew then it was pointless to pretend to hide what I am. So I shifted back into my true from, and many of the people gasped. So I spoke in their native toung.
"Sorry if I am desturbing you. I was wondering by and noticed the music and dancing. I meant no harm to any, I'll just be on my way."
"Stay," the cheif said. "Stay, and celebrate with us. You are more then welcomed here young one."
So with that I stayed for the ceremony, and I stayed and learned from the group of humans for a couple of months. I learned a lot from them, and this started the rest of my journey. Because of this I wanted to learn more, and I was fasinated with the world around me.
Comments
| On February 2nd 2009 TheWiraffe Said: |
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| nice, and this is not like Twilight at all! |
| On January 30th 2009 BeagleGurl9 Said: |
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| Pretty neat S!!! |
| On January 29th 2009 firefox92 Said: |
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| the spirit warriors is sorta like the one on twilight, but it is going to be apart of something different. |
| On January 28th 2009 bertyek Said: |
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| I am pretty sure that story about the spirit warriors is like exactly the same one as the one in Twilight.... |
| On January 28th 2009 totallybroken4 Said: |
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| i like it! umm but could you make the words a little bit bigger kmp=]] |


