First up: Elementals

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First story idea is...... Elementals!!!! That's the title I have so far. So, I'm going to post a little section from it, and yah! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE tell me what you think! Here we go:

Once, long, long ago, the world was ruled by magic. Everyone worked together, living peacefully alongside all four elements. They were ruled over by the Elementals, the living embodiments of the four elements. The short tempered Queen Ember, the wise King Geode, the calm Queen Mist, and the fun loving King Breeze. But they all knew that their time was short. The rules of magic were beginning to crumble. The web of magic that kept the land together was breaking.

Magical dark creatures, made out of neither water, air, earth, nor fire, ravaged the land. The most powerful were sent off to battle them, but try as they might, they could leave a dent on the vast armies. All who sent out came back dead, or if they were lucky only missing a limb or two.

So, hand in hand, they stood united, and poured all their powers into four weapons. For earth, a scythe, like the ones used to harvest the grain. For fire, a sword, like the ones forged in it's heat. For water, a bo staff, like the oars of a boat. For air, a bow, the arrows creating winds like a breeze. And they hoped, that one day, long in the future, four people will find them. The weapons will call out to their rightful owners, so that they might be able to restore the land to it's former glory.

So then they sent them out to hide, until the right people come along, with the last of their strength. And then, they sat, and waited to die.

So, yah, comment, vote, follow, share this with your friends even! Uh........ that's kinda it. But I'm really bored, so I'll just rant about useless stuff here.

Oh! Yah! I'm finished with finals!!!!!! SCREW YOU ALGEBRA!!!!!!! NO ONE GIVES A CRAP ABOUT YOU!!!!



crap it turns out I need to go. Kloves out! Peace!!!!!!!!!!

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