The sky rumbled and the earth rapidly prepared itself for the inevitable showdown between those aligned with good and those with evil. The threads that would shape the future were present but with the calamity at hand all could only wait to see what time would reveal. The Shadow was now rising, darker than the evil created by the sorceress. None were aware of this for the Shadow had been forgotten in many races save a few. History would either replay or new schemes would be plotted. Whatever the case the Shadow would take a share in the glory or take it all till its thirst was quenched. The curse of the dark Shadow had washed over the surface of the earth penetrating deep into the core and resting there to lay in wait, in a silent wait for the moment of triumph.
But waiting was hard.
It was impossible.
APPENDIX
Translation of Elentian text in the story.
‘Amin merna quen’: ‘I wish to speak.’
‘Mani marte?’: ‘What happened?’
‘Amin hiraetha…’: ‘I am sorry…’
‘Gurth Goth Rimlye’: Death to our foes!
‘Mankoi?’: Why?
‘Lle auta yeste’’: You go first.
‘Asca!’: Hurry
‘Lye nuquernuva sen e dagor!’: We will defeat them in Battle!
‘Ndengina kotyaerea, Hyandae en΄ luhta
Templa en΄ tessa thaurerea, Hyandae en΄ luhta’:
Bring death and harm to he Hostile Ones, Blade Spirits
Paralyze the Abominable Ones, Blade Spirits!
‘Mallen pelu e΄ n΄alaquel en΄ sen!’: Circle around behind them!
Note:
The above are the Elentian Language translations and are spoken by both the Elentian folk of Tyrendale and the Elentian Knights of Bohemon.
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