Timothee And His Despair Fate

The stories of landshire villagers

"1000 years ago,there was a history that connect the human worlds and us" ,he grunted A little history made by the infamous Brenard has been whispering rumors through this day" ,his eyes pierced through the kids' crowd. "Did you know about 'the sign tree'? He chuckled , while he was on his chair. "Anyone?"

"It was a..... horrific night."

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The villagers of Landshire aggreed that the Pine tree was the one who holding a key of supernatural. But no one ever believe those Landshire. They called them 'freak' or 'the backer".Because they said the blood of Landshire is a dark magic that claim disaster.

The older inhabitants said that only the Landshire's blood could see what written on the pine trees.They claim themselves as "The Landshire Eyes" because they can see the side of normal people find not.But some of them also said it was a horrible gift.But neither of it was quite sure.The story of the blast had been picked up all over the Landshire,that it spread rapidly around the world years after.Till the generations wasnt sure it was a myth or a true anymore.But,the story all started in the same place:

It was all a fine morning ,they all living wealth and happily before Patricia entered her mother's room and find her dead in cold blood.

She screamed in terrific and ran into the house yard, called out his father who was in sword practice. Blood covered all over her blouse.

"Mother. .S . .h. .e. . is. . . .dead. . .Not breathing", she cried loudly as she could.

Mr. Brenard stunned. He was dumbfounded, and his sword fell on the ground, open-mouthed."Call Brent and Peter, NOW!!"he firmed. The girl's obeyed, running to the brothers. She knew something was wrong.

As the brothers summoned. They all looked horrifies and tremendous in traumatized." How its happen?", it was the first question the brothers could ask, in deadened.

Mr Bernard panted heavily."Its the demon.Its came after your mother,and will came after us next."Mr Brenard hold his daughter's arm, ready to take a steps away.

"So we fight them"suggested Peter.

We cant fight them.We must ran to the north,now".He snapped, as he turned back."Hurried!"

"But father!Our mother. . . . .We. .we must buried her first".

"Peter!!!"Mr Pachet howled."If we dont go now, im afraid we couldn't survive"

"You learn magic.. Wouldn't ya know a spell that can....kill them?",again, Peter convinced his father.

"We can't kill them.Demon are phantoms, its a spirit"

"Spirit don't kill people.They arent have feeling",said Brent who was standing between Peter and Mr Brenard.

"Yes....Except..... someone...ask them to do it", Peter snapped dead.

There was a moment of silence.

"Then i will start the Barrier Spell",Peter reached his wand and a bean bag of The Dust For Eyes as he ran on a wooden room, where all the magic stuff Mr Brenard keep it.Peter know they were in danger.

"Wouldnt we will be save,father?"said the girl.

"Yes we would",Mr Bernard affirmed. "We will go to a small village at the north".

"Wouldn't it the Landshire village?" The girl gasped.

"Yes.Full of peasant".He looked at his son next. "Brent,help me casting the Lubricant spell.We must do it", "and you,my little sweet girl, i want you to find many lives at the there".

"Lubricant spell?. . .Father,there were villagers who lived near the hill. . .We cant involve them"Brent asked for an explanation.

"They won't my son"

"You know its always come with a price",said Peter.

"If we used pine trees, they will be safe from death"

"Still, we need lots of pines"

"Dont worry, Landshire have lots of pines.I have been there before.",said Peter as he was holding a tools box and rusty bags.He came from behind.

They ran down the hill,and up towards the wet rock and dirt.They bring nothing except the oil torches, and a box of magic tools.They dashed through the dark."Father we were already close to the village. . .Its have lot of pines tree.",said the girl."It will be enough for a rune,did it?"

"Its already far.Here,it will be the right place to start the ritual"Me Bernard confirmed, as he looked up towards the hundreds of pines surrounded.

At the night, all the Brenards perform a big spell in the middle of the forest. A mile from them,the villagers of Landshire, who all asleep,woke up with the sound of hootes and whispers, whimming all over the corners.Then, the sky suddenly shines with gold yellow colors, and spread up like an aurora.But it wasnt an aurora,thats what the villagers knew.Then, it followed by an earthquake, mixed with tornado, races through the ground of Landshire.Its rattled all the village.Men and women,ran panicky, screamed, and rushed out the village. While,the mother, carried out their babies,cried asking for a mercy.It was a chaos, that,at the moment,people were busy to save themselves.And out of the blue,the wagged stopped,the whispering all gone.Surprisingly, there were no one hurting, and none of the wooden houses destroyed.Its like, nothing happen,or all the things doesnt touched by the massacre.The Landshire villagers dumbfounded. They look around asking if a miracle had happened.It just like a swift of chaos come and gone.

Ever since that day,malediction things happened there.Something unspeakable. The Landshire hold the gift made from the Brenards. Rumors told that if the Landshire' babies grown up to teenagers, their eyes, connected to the side,eyes for a normal human couldn't.They called it 'The Other Side".

But then, years passed the Landshire community grown over, some of them married to the outside villagers.The blood mixed, that no one wasn't sure of who's hold up the Landshire line.

And now,the age was gone.The Landshire village wasn't a village anymore.It was a town or a city rapidly grown up in science.It was 2020, hundreds centuries far from myths.

Nor the world believe.

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"Who wants to hear the next story?", said Mr Dommo,the guy with beard who was sitting in the middle of the kids' group.They were all gathered happily while learning their most favorite lesson:The History Class, inside the Wooden Elf School.

"Me!",said the tiny little elf''s girl next to him.

Mr Dommo giggled.He closed the Tamirus History book.and after that,all the 6 and 5 years old,kids clapped and cheer happily as the story ended.

"What happen to them, Mister", said a kid.

"They are special,they can see us", Mr Dommo smiled.

"They can see all of us?",the wooden elf's boy gasped."i thought human can't see us"

"I want to meet the Landshire, and i want them to send their sweet ice-creams to me!"said the other kid.

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Timothee woke up exhaled in a long breath. He panted heavily, his head rushed with blood rushing through his small veins. He remembered he saw a thousand of people wailing his name. The people screamed in pain, terrific, as they were running in a depth. It voices echoed all over his ear, living him dreadful and frightened. It was a terrible and horrible dream he ever had. A symbol of round circle with crow, kept appearing. He don't know what its mean. In fact ,he never seen one.