Fantasy: The Forgotten World

Reign of Darkness

I cried as I stood up, losing another friend was hard enough... Losing hope? Yes. When I had awoken, I wasn't in some happy meadow land anymore, I was in the fortress of darkness itself. The palace of Queen Malgara, or... The dungeon I should say. Slow footsteps clicked down the staircase. Click, click. Evil laughter could be heard in the hallway. I looked around to see if Hannah and Marisol were safe, because all I had was Hanju, who looked worn out by the judging of the black in his feathers. I only heard the voices of Marisol and Hannah above me distantly...

The footsteps stopped as I picked up my head to see the demon herself, Malgara. This time, I could see a clearer picture of her. She almost looked exactly like me, blonde hair, and bluish grey eyes, but... Our personalities were different.
Malgara looked at me with cold eyes and asked in a venomous voice, "How are you doing, hmm?"
I snapped, "Get out of here!"
Malgara put a hand over her chest, pretending to look offended. Malgara replied harshly, "Look at me you peasant! Look at me!" Malgara forced a hand to me, lifting my chin up. She smirked and said, "Do you know who you are exactly? Hmm? Do you child...?"

I didn't answer. Malgara cackled. "Of course you don't. Well, let me tell you. So... As my sister Zelena gave birth to her pathetic baby, I was there as she named her. Catching on? Ok, so guess what her name was!" She laughed, suddenly holding up something that made me gasp. Malgara added to it, "Halim morth thanyo...?" (Ha-lee-m mo-r-th th-ann-yo)
I knew it instantly.

Everything wiped into my mind like a storm. I whispered, holding the object, "El thano morth thao yon..." (El th-ann-o mo-r-th Th-yao yon)
Malgara cackled as she left, her heels clicking as she went. When she was gone... My wand, and surprisingly the Sorcerer's Book shone with pure light. My surroundings brightened as my vision was blinded. I could hear Malgara's panicking scream as I felt my body float and disappear to who knows where...

Arthian Vocabulary:

- Halim morth thanyo: Remember this?

- El thano morth thao yon: I'm the Heir