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  1. A young man named Devokan, D'ni for "hope", travelled to D'ni during it's first mellenium; he was 1/4 D'ni, and 3/4 human. He wrote the age of Choorahl, which was his first, written under the tutelage of his uncle Gartenar in a small desert village near Tomahna. It was known in D'ni history that during their first century of settling in the great cavern, a group of D'ni left their home during the excavation of the ventilation shafts around 84 DE, and that they were never heard from again. These D'ni were Devokan's ancestors. They settled on the Earth's surface above the great cavern - which was a vast and arid, rocky desert - were they met a tribe of nomadic shepherders; a branch of prehistoric Semetic tribes who dwelled in the Middle East. These nomads, who later called themselves the Amad, welcomed the D'ni settlers with open arms. The two groups of peoples became as one, and for another century or so they lived together, following the movements of their livestock across the land. The Amad/D'ni tribe eventually settled in a remote region near the mountains, and built a small village along the shores of a cool, rushing river in a deep, fertile valley. Their homes were comfortably-sized, low-ceilinged structures, made of sun-dried mud bricks - or adobe - strengthened with a clay and dry-grass mixture. A coat of white-washed clay was then applied to the outer surface, smoothening the walls and adding support to the structure. Some of their homes were even built onto the surrounding cliffside, using thick timbers along the base of the structure and long timber poles wedged deep into the rock to support it's mass. During the first few years of their union as a single tribe, the D'ni taught the Amad many things, including math, science, philosophy, and other aspects of their culture - the Amad did the same, teaching the D'ni the basics of living off the land, caring for the environment in which they lived, and living a humble, yet satisfying lives through love, work and family. Coincidently, the Amad already had similar religious beliefs as the D'ni, believing in a supreme being who created all. They called him "YHWH" - the D'ni knew their own god as Yahvo. Around 1200 DE, or approximately 6800 BCE surface time, Devokan was born. Before his sixteenth birthday, he finished writing Choorahl, and then settled there, staying for nearly three months. He then travelled to D'ni via a linking book his uncle had given him. There he met Ta'Kaira - a young and beautiful D'ni woman of about the same age - and the two of them linked to Choorahl together to escape being captured or killed by the Maintainers', as to them Devokan posed a threat, being an ahrotahn ("outworlder" or outsider in D'ni). The Maintainers' Guild Master at the time - Kahlos - ordered the linking book the two used to flee with to be disposed of, hoping that the two would return without any way of escape so that he may capture them and execute them. Kahlos was a very proud D'ni man, full of hatred towards any outsiders or liberal groups, believing his people - the D'ni - and their traditions were to remain unchanged, and that they were a supreme race to be respected above all others. Ta'Kaira and Devokan returned to D'ni a few months later to inform her family that she was alive and well, and that the two would be married; however, they were captured by the Maintainers before they could return to Choorahl, and were brought before Guild Master Kahlos. It was then that Aidehnmahn - a Guild Member - stood against his Guild Master, pleading to let the two of them go, but Kahlos' decision would not be turned. In the end Aidehnmahn sacrificed himself to save the two youths, killing Kahlos in the process. Devokan and Ta'Kaira fled D'ni, making sure that their linking book would never be found again by allowing the book to fall into the deep, orange-glowing lake after they linked away. Neither the the Amad or surface-dwelling D'ni were mentioned thereafter until about fourteen years after the Fall, nearly nine-thousand years later, when Gehn married an Amad woman named Leira (Keta), bearing a child with her; that child was Atrus. ********************************************************************* Note: Most of this information contradicts the information found in my story, "Hope: The Story of Devokan". Please realize that my initial story was just a fanciful conjuration of my own thoughts, and did not follow the canon; this information, however, is closer to an actual truth, or atleast a well-formed speculation of my own, fitting into the canon and making much more sense. Hopefully you've all enjoyed reading my stories as much as I have writing them.
  2. Creatures of the Fifth Age There was once a huge variety of creatures native to the Fifth Age of Gehn (known to its inhabitants as Riven). The known species of these will be discussed here. Note that before the Stranger arrived on Riven, the majority of these creatures were exterminated or died out due to either over hunting, the destruction of their habitats, or both. Pictographs of these creatures can be found in the Stone Room on Riven, where the Tay linking book can be found, and in the Riven: the Sequel to Myst installation booklet. Note: Those creatures with
  3. My new story, called Book One: The Island, is my newest myst fanfic. It doesn't follow the D'ni canon or historical timeline, but its backstory - history - does. I want some constructive critisizim on this one, and I want to know what you think of it . To find it, click here Hope to hear from you soon, nAgasen #
  4. Chapter Three I materialized in the centre of the polished oak floor of the Myst Island library. It was just as I left it: warm and cozy. The fire had died out, but the room had stayed warm. I walked out to the cabin, putting the linking book back in and locking its door. I shut off the generator, and closed the door on my way out. I returned to the library, closing the great doors (as I had left them open when I left to go to the cabin a moment ago). I walked towards the bookshelves, and opened the corridor. I rode the elevator down to the lower living quarters, and headed for Atrus’ old room. I went in, and I went right for the bed to lie down on its warm, cozy comforter and fell asleep. * * * * * * The next morning, I remembered that I still had the Koruna linking book with me in my pack. I went upstairs and outside to the cabin. I opened the vault and placed the book in their along with the Tomahna linking book. Then, on a whim, I opened the book to its descriptive panel and linked away. When I came to, I was standing on a pebbled-stone platform surrounded by green field. Not far from me were copses of trees, and row upon row of fruit trees. The smell of their sweetness wafted on the gentle breeze to me, and my mouth watered. I stepped off the platform and strode down a small dusty path of dirt to my left. It led between a row of fruit trees. Their branches weren’t high, and they sagged down nearly to the ground. It was easy to pluck the fruits. Then a thought came to mind: how am I supposed to carry all the food out of here and back to Myst? And I forgot one important thing: a linking book back home! “Now I’ve gone and done it! Damn it! Damn it, damn it, damn it!!†I had to think fast. Maybe Atrus left a Tomahna book here. I got here through a linking book, which means that he must have been here at least once before. I had to find out. So, I began to search the island top to bottom. After nearly two hours of frantic searching, I found it in a small wooden cabin (it reminded me of the one back on Myst). I sighed with relief, and nearly cried. “Oh thank the Maker. Thank you, oh thank you!†I hurriedly opened the Tomahna linking book to its descriptive panel, and thankfully placed my hand on it, feeling the rushing, lurching feeling as I was engulfed by the pages. * * * * * * “Oh my! What are you doing back so soon?†“I had a kind of accident,†I said. Catherine was staring at me flabbergasted and confused, as I had appeared almost on top of her. We were standing in the greenhouse; it was almost midday, and Catherine was busy watering her plants until I showed up. “What kind of ‘accident’?†she questioned me, a worried sound to her voice. “I…umm…forgot to bring a Myst linking book when I went to Koruna.†She stared at me, her jaw dropping. She tried to say something, but it came out as only gasps and incomprehensive sounds. Finally, after the initial shock faded, she was able to speak. “You forgot to bring a linking book?†she said, her tone rising slightly. “How could you have been so careless?! You could have been trapped for ever!†She sounded like an angry mother punishing a child. “I know, but-“ “No buts! How do you think we’d feel when we realize that you could have been gone forever?! We wouldn’t have known which blasted age you got yourself stuck on! How would Yeesha feel?!†That one got me right in the heart. I forgot about that. How would Yeesha feel; how would I feel? I’d feel horrible – like my heart was torn in two. I’d feel worse than death itself. I started to feel ashamed. “I’m sorry,†I said. “I won’t do it again.†At this, Catherine seemed to relax. “No, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have yelled at you. It’s just the thought of losing you seemed so…so…hard.†I walked over to her, and gave her a warm embrace. “Don’t worry about it, Cat. I forgive you.†She smiled. “Well, now that you’re here, perhaps you can go and see Yeesha. Even though it’s been only one night since you left, I think she missed you.†I knew that must be true. Yeesha and I loved each other, and I knew she missed me – I actually missed her, when I came to think of it. “Yeah, I think I’ll go see her. Where is she?†“She’s in her room, I think, lying down.†“Alright. I’ll see you later Catherine.†“Ok. Hey, do you want to stay for lunch? We wouldn’t mind the company.†“Umm, I’ll think about it. Maybe I will stay for a while.†With that, I left the greenhouse and headed to Yeesha’s room. It was beautiful outside that day. The sky was an inviting, bright blue, and the pool below reflected that. Gray birds with black markings around their eyes and long red feathers on their heads flew everywhere, singing as they went along their busy day. Yeesha’s room was across the pool, on the opposite side from Catherine and Atrus’ study and the greenhouse. I walked inside and found Yeesha in her bed, resting. Her lustrous light brown hair was down, and strands of it crossed her face. I sat at the edge of her bed, looking at her in wonder. Her chest was moving faintly up and down as she breathed softly in her sleep. She was so beautiful, and looked so peaceful, that I didn’t want to wake her. I was about to get up and leave the room when she opened her eyes and stared up into mine. Her eyes were such a marvelous, compelling green. “Hey you,†she said, a smile on her face. “When did you get here?†“Only a few minutes ago,†I replied. “Ah,†she said. She got up, and sat down beside me. Like before, she drew close, and I did as well, and we kissed. It was a long kiss, and before long she was breathing heavily. I was too. I moved my mouth away from hers and traced her jaw, and kissed her neck. Her eyes were closed, her mouth open. Then, there was a noise from the door. We stopped, and turned our eyes towards the door. And there stood Catherine, her hands on her hips, her arms bent, and a look of utter surprise on her face. At that moment, I felt really awkward. And I could sense that Yeesha felt the same. Catherine didn’t say a thing; she just stood there, open-mouthed, gaping at us. I wish she would say something, anything, but she didn’t. Finally, I broke the ice. “Well, umm Yeesha. Do you want to go for a walk?†I said, trying to sound like nothing had happened. Yeesha understood what I was trying to do, and went along with it. “Sure, I’d love too.†We got up from her bed, and walked towards the door, stepping past Catherine who stood there still, dumbstruck. Yeesha and I quickened our pace when we left her room, and after a few moments we were running. We ran to the place were we sat the night before. As we sat there, along the shore, we laughed. It was weird, but that’s all we could do. We laughed together, her hand in mine, at what had just occurred. It was hot and humid out, and after running all that way to get here, we were beat. So, we went for a swim, me and her. Soon, while we swam in the refreshing cool river, the moment that we felt while in her room came over us again, and we kissed and fondled each other for what seemed like forever. In the end, we were soaked, and we felt better than ever. We got out of the water, and laid on the shore side-by-side, letting the sun warm us. “I love you, Yeesha.†“I love you too.†We were relatively dry now, so we put our clothes back on. The sky was getting darker; in the west, the sky was shades of gold, red, and purple. “Look!†she said. “It’s so beautiful.†“It is,†I said, holding her closer at my side. She rested her head on my shoulder, and the two of us gazed up at the sun as it set. When it disappeared beneath the horizon and out of sight, we made our way back home. Catherine was in the kitchen, cooking, and she seemed not to notice us when we stepped in. Atrus was seated at the table, reading from a small book – probably one of his journals. Yeesha sat down next to her father, and I next to her. In a few minutes, Catherine came over to the table, carrying two plates. She put one in front of Atrus, and the other where she would be sitting. She went back and came over with two other plates, and put one in front of Yeesha and the other in front of me. No words came from her mouth. Atrus stopped reading and looked over at his wife, who sat beside him. He could tell something was amiss. “Catherine, what’s the matter?†Atrus asked, his face looking puzzled. She sat there, unmoving, but opened her mouth to speak. “Ask them,†she said, pointing at Yeesha and I. “They should be able to tell you.†“What do you mean?†he said. “What have they done?†“I saw them together, kissing each other. Atrus, they’re in love!†Atrus’ face was surprised, but then he laughed. “And that’s what made you seem so uptight all day? Catherine, oh Catherine, there’s nothing wrong with them being in love!†Yeesha and I turned to one another, a look of surprise on our faces. Of all people, we thought Atrus would be the one to be angry or upset, not glad. Yeesha was his “desert bird†– his only daughter. But there he was, laughing, and happy for us. Atrus looked at us, and smiled. “Oh Yeesha, why did you not tell me? Why didn’t you tell me, my old friend? Did you think I would be upset?†“Well…yes. I’m sorry Atrus, I am sorry,†I said. “There’s nothing to be sorry about. You did nothing wrong, my friend,†he said. Catherine seemed to blush. I think she was embarrassed, the way she had acted. Who wouldn’t be? But I did feel some pity for her. She was losing her daughter, and it was a mothers’ nature to worry or be upset. We finished supper, and we talked through the night until midnight. “Well, I guess I should be going,†I said, as I got up from the table. “I’ll see you all soon.†Yeesha got up. “I want to come with you. To Myst.†I was surprised. “Really? I wouldn’t mind.†“Father, can I go to Myst? I will only be gone a few days at least.†“No you cannot –“Catherine started, but Atrus intervened. “Whatever makes you happy, my desert bird.†“Oh thank you, father. Thank you!†she said, hugging her father. Together, Yeesha and I said our goodbyes to Atrus and Catherine, and we walked to Atrus’ study. There I grabbed the Myst linking book from off of one of the shelves, and opened the pages to the panel. Yeesha linked through first, and I followed after her.
  5. Chapter Two “My old friend,†Atrus said as he raised his head from his mountain of work. “How have you been?" “I’ve been faring pretty well so far.†“I’m sorry, I wasn’t expecting you tonight,†laughed Atrus. “Would you care for some supper? Catherine just made some. I believe its soup and roast tonight.†“Sure, Atrus, I’d love some. That’s actually part of the reason why I came: my supplies are running low. There’s not a thing left to eat back on Myst.†“Ah,†said Atrus. “I think this might fix that.†He got up from his desk, and crossed his study towards a pile of books which lay in the corner. He rummaged through the pile, searching for one in particular. Finally, he cried out excitedly, “Here it is!†He turned back towards me, and handed me a small, dark-blue, leather bound book rimmed with gold. “This, my friend, is a linking book to an age I had worked on not so long ago.†He opened its cover to the panel, and I caught a good glimpse of an island with green fields, orchards, copses of trees, and a lake in its centre. “It’s called Koruna. It’s a granary age.†I smiled. “Thanks, Atrus. I really needed this.†“No problem, my friend. I actually meant to give it to you.†In the distance, we heard a ringing sound, and Catherine called out. “Well, supper is ready,†Atrus said. “Shall we go? Catherine and Yeesha hate it when I keep them waiting.†The two of us laughed at that, and walked together to the kitchen, talking about recent events to one another. * * * * * * Atrus and I stepped into the kitchen, and Yeesha looked over at us. “Oh, you’re here! I missed you so much.†She ran towards me, and gave me a warm embrace. “It’s nice to see you too, Yeesha.†I said, patting her on her back. She was much older now – nearly a young woman. And she was very pretty. As the three of us crossed the kitchen to sit at the small table, Catherine - who was on the other side of the kitchen, behind the central fireplace –walked over to where we were seated. “Hello. When did you get here?†she questioned, a smile on her face. “I haven’t seen you in almost a month!†Then she, too, gave me an embrace. “It’s nice to see you too, Catherine.†I said. She let go of me, and smiled. “Well, take a seat. Supper is about to be served.†Catherine walked over to where she was only a few minutes ago. She returned, carrying two plates – one in each hand. “Yeesha, dear, can you go and fetch the other plates?†“Yes, mum.†She got up, and fetched the tow other plates. It was strange, I thought to myself. It was like they were expecting me here, even though Atrus had said otherwise. But that thought left me quickly as I began to feed that delicious, warm soup into my body. The roast was just as good, and the tea and biscuits were scrumptious. It was so good, that when I finished cleaning up my plate, I kept asking for more. After a while, Catherine, Yeesha, and Atrus all gave me looks of surprise – it was as if I hadn’t eaten in days (which was not far from the truth). After dinner, I walked outside onto the patio and sat down at the small, metal table. The table, and the four seats that accompanied it, were all intricately designed in a floral pattern. Moments later, Yeesha came over and sat down next to me. She had a thick book with a metal cover on it. I recognized it instantly as a rehevkor. “You’re still practicing D’ni, eh?†I asked, though I knew the answer. “Of course,†she replied. “It’s a beautiful language, and being able to Write ages is an awesome ability.†I smiled. “I know,†I said. “Writing ages is an art – one of the greatest art forms I’ve ever known. Maybe someday I might learn how. Sure I can speak and understand the language well enough; catch a phase or two here and there. But being able to Write is something else entirely.†“I know,†she said. She was a strong willed young woman, Yeesha. I looked at her in admiration, and something else. She was so beautiful, so intelligent, and very insightful. I had feelings for her, and though I never told her or her parents of these things, I think she knew. Somehow, she knew. And she didn’t mind. I think she liked me in much the same way. It was funny how things like love work. I had known Yeesha since she was only a baby, and at the time I was barely thirteen. Now, nearly twenty years later, that tiny little newborn was a blossoming young woman; she was twenty-one and I was thirty-four. Not too much of an age difference, but it still felt a little weird. I think that’s because we were close friends for so long. I even saved her life ten years ago. “Yeesha?†I asked. “Do you want to take a stroll?†She paused her writing, and looked up at me. “I’d love to.†* * * * * * We sat along the shores of the river, which spilled down from Atrus’ home above. It was peaceful – much like the peace that I felt on Myst that same night. Above us, the moon sat high in the sky, surrounded by countless stars. I could point out the Hunter, the Bear, the Dragon, and the Queen in the stars. They looked down upon us, ever vigilant of the world. Yeesha and I would always come here when we saw one another. We sat there, holding hands, gazing up at the sky. “It’s so beautiful, isn’t it?†she said. “Yes,†I said. “Like you.†She turned her head to look at me, and she blushed. Then, she moved closer and rested her head on my shoulder. “Thank you.†“For what?†“For everything.†She drew closer, and caught up in the moment, I drew closer to her. Her lips met mine, and we kissed. It was a long, loving kiss. I didn’t want it to end. But, all good things must come to an end. She drew away, and rested her head on my shoulder once more. We gazed up at the stars once more; quiet as we looked at the heavens above. That night, after walking Yeesha home, I thanked Atrus and Catherine for their hospitality, and after saying our goodbyes, I linked home to Myst.
  6. Chapter One The island was quiet. Well, almost quiet. There are sounds – natural sounds - all over the place: waves crashing on rocks; a faint breeze rustles the tiny, needle-like leaves of the pines; the occasional splashing of creatures out on the sea; the whistling of the wind high atop the rocky plateau where I stood beside the two black gears embedded into the ground. It was so peaceful. No one could possibly believe what had transpired here so long ago. The sky was almost black, with tiny, twinkling stars dotting the heavens, as I walked towards the library. Looking out on the horizon, I couldn’t tell where the sea ended or where the sky began: that boundary was broken by slow drifts of mist and fog. The mist was even on the island, though it was nearly invisible; I knew of its presence because I could feel its cold, wet touch upon my unprotected skin. Finally, I came upon the great oak doors of the library. Pushing them open, I felt the warmth of the inside rush past me like a stifling wind. It was so welcome after the cold of the outside. I closed the great doors behind me, and strode towards the fireplace. The flames licked at the dry deadwood which I placed in the fire only a few hours before. The coals beneath the flames were vibrant shades of red, orange, and yellow. I took the metal poker and moved some of the wood around, feeding the fire slightly. Then I stood, and sighed. “I’m starved. I should go downstairs and check what I got left to eat,†I said. “If there’s nothing, I think Atrus might have some.†Walking towards the bookshelves, which were now packed with books found below in Atrus’ study, I touched the painting which depicted a set of stairs, and after the painting rippled like a pool of water, the shelves were pushed backwards and sank into the floor, creating a set of wooden stairs which led into the side of the mountain. I walked down the long corridor until I reached the small, one-man elevator. Stepping inside, I scrounged through my pockets, pulling out a long, silver, needle-like key. I inserted the key into a small incision in the centre of the elevator button. The label which usually said up now said down. I pressed the button. The elevator began its decent into the bowels of the mountain. When the elevator finally stopped, I opened the door and walked outside into a round room. Ahead was a tall, wooden archway. Beyond that was a long corridor, with doors on both sides, and one large set of doors on the far end of the corridor. Those doors led to Atrus and Catherine’s room, and Atrus’ study. The other doors led to other bedrooms, a kitchen, a washroom, a restroom, a lounge, store cupboards, and a laundry room. I headed for the kitchen, which was off to the left. The cupboards and shelves were bare; a few empty earthenware jars, plates, and metal pots, pans, and silverware were all that I found. “Great,†I said to no one in particular. “No food? Well, all that’s left is plan B.†I left the kitchen, and on impulse I checked the store cupboards. They were nearly bare, except for a few bags of flour and jars of grain, but there was little I could do with that except make a few loaves of bread. * * * * * * I walked out into the night, heading for the small wooden cabin deep in the woods. I had left the Tomahna linking book there when I first linked back here. It has been almost thirty years since I had last stepped foot onto this island. At that time, I had helped Atrus from his imprisonment on D’ni, and learned of the crimes committed by his two sons: Sirrus and Achenar. A week or less after that, I left this place for Riven to help Atrus rescue his wife, Catherine, and imprison his father, Gehn. After that, I thought I’d never be back on Myst. But here I was, and it was now my home away from home. “Atrus and Catherine once had an age book here that led to a granary age where they got their food. Perhaps I should ask Atrus to write one for me?†Reaching the cabin, my thoughts of the past left me, and I entered the cozy warm interior. I had left the generator running, creating warmth similar to the one in the library. I stepped over towards the safe, and entered the new combination I had reset it with. Pulling the handle, I opened the safe. Inside, resting on its thin, leather-bound cover was the Tomahna linking book, right where I left it. I reached in, pulled out the thin volume, opened the cover, and found the glowing panel. I sighed with unexpected relief, and placed my palm upon the page. Instantly, the world around me began to fade, and the panel seemed to grow and fill my sight. Darkness overcame me; when I finally gave in to its cold touch, I stood no longer in the cabin on Myst, but in the greenhouse on Tomahna.
  7. Naigahsehn

    Garohevtee

    [template=stub][/template] Appears In: All games, BoA, BoT. The garohevtee (D'ni for "great-words") are a special, presumably archaic D'ni script that were used to write Ages into Descriptive and Linking books. They do not have any equivalent in English, and can only be written in D'ni (though other non-D'ni, such as Katran/Catherine and Anna could write Ages, they used the garohevtee to do so). They are complex characters, and are used to describe ideas or functions. In writing and in speech, the D'ni were known to have used three such forms of description (as Anna explained to Atrus in BoA), and the garohevtee were the highest and most complex of the three. Other than this, not much else is known about them. Note: In BoA, there is a misspelling of the word multiple times as garohertee.
  8. Tero, Do you mind if I wrote up a chapter or two for your story and then PM them to you? It's up to you. I just like your story so far, and I'd really like to see it finished. Maybe you could use them, if you want. If you don't want me too, then thats ok. It's your story, afterall, and I'll understand if you don't want me too. Hope to hear from you soon, -Naigahsehn
  9. Hey Tero. I just read through this post now... Great story. I love it ! Is this kind of like what you wanted the bahro pic for? 'Cause if it is, I think you should do it! Have you finished this story yet? Are you adding anything else to it? Hmmm... have you put it in the library here? That would make it easier for me to read. If you could, could you post it in the DPWR library? Or have you already...
  10. --The day turned out great. I tried many times, unsuccesfully, to trap one of those grazing creatures, but in the end I finally caught one! I'm very proud of myself. The rest of the day was spent cutting and cleaning the animal. Then, I left the animals' hide outside to cure. After tomorrow I should have a good amount of leather to use. Perhaps for a blanket? The nights are very cool here... --I decided to start making smaller Linking books for me to use to return to Choorahl instead of using it's large, heavy Descriptive book- it's much too important to accidentally misplace! I've completed atleast two of them so far- they will return me to the centre of my cave whenever I use them to link. After tomorrow, I should link home and keep a few of them there. --I've gotten around to naming the creatures of Choorahl. I've named the fox-like creatures Ro'mehr; the deer-like species I've named Graizeer; the birds I've named according to their colours, such as the Ruby Sehdehr, the Sapphire Sehdehr, and the Gold Sehdehr. I'm fond of my names for them. They suit them very well. --Today while I had gone to the stream for some more water, I discovered a new species of fish! They have long, glistening bodies covered in amber scales. Their eyes are a deep blueish-green. They resemble salmon of sorts, but these fish have a much stouter jaw. I've decided to name them Stre'ems. I plan to make a fishing pole tomorrow...maybe some of those centipedes I've found in the forest could be used as bait? --The Stre'ems are biting today! I used some of those centipedes and they worked out marvelously. Tonight I will fry the half dozen I've already caught, and I'll see how they taste. Considering that they live in these sweet-tasting waters, they should be just as sweet. They taste better than I could have ever imagined! Tomorrow I'll go out and fish again. --I am thinking about linking to D'ni. It will require me to gather and pack a few things, but I think I should get away for a while. It will take a day or two to pack what I need, but D'ni isn't going anywhere. To think- I will be the first of my family in over a millenium to actually revisit D'ni. I'm very excited! -Devokan, second Choorahl journal
  11. --I'm here. It has taken many months of hard work and strenuous tutelage, but I am finally here. The sky is a rich, clear blue; the sea around me is the same, only it is slightly darker. I can hear the sound of birds singing off in the distance- the cry of a gull peirces the sky. It is so beautiful here. I must try to find some shelter for the night. I've noted that there are two suns here, though the two seem further away than the one of my home. After hiking through the dense forest here, I've discovered a small niche in the side of a mountain. The niche opens up into a cozy cave. It's the perfect place to spend the night! I've also found many berries and fruits along my way here, and have tried them all- and all of them are succulent and extremely delicious! This will be my supper for the day- tomorow, I will explore this age further. --The night's here are very cool and long. I crawled out of my cave for some fresh air, and I caught a glimpse of the age's moon. It glows with a soft, hazy red glow. The sky is even clearer at night than it is during the day! The air is so crisp- so fresh. Tiny spots of light dot the heavens. I should get around to naming some of them. --I took a small walk to a nearby stream that I'd noticed while I was hiking the day before. I stopped to drink from it. And my, what a drink it was! The water was so cool, and very sweet- like honey! I took another long drink, and then another. It was very refreshing! I've even taken a bit of it to fill my waterbag. What other surprises await me here? --I've explored the western side of the island. The trees here are much like the ones of home- there are oak's here, and pine; there are elm's and maple's here as well. I've noticed apples and peaches and plums- also a yet unnamed fruit. I haven't named it yet- but it is very good! It is even sweeter than the stream water. The birds here are very colourful - ruby, sapphire, gold, amber, green - there's just so many! They resemble canaries in a way, but these are quite larger. I've noticed that they eat berries and the small insects that happen to cross their path. Their calls are quite beautiful. --A large animal passed by my cave while I was away. It's tracks are everywhere! It's atleast as large as I am! I wonder what it looks like? Or what it feed's on? The thought of such a large, presummably dangerous creature roaming around my cave frightens me. I believe I should investigate into this creature's habits. --It passed near the cave again last night. But this time, I was ready for it. It has a sleek, auburn coat. It resembles a coyote or a fox, but it's snout is longer and it's tail is shorter. It is quite a beautiful specimen. I can assume that it's a predator- it's sharp, protruding teeth are a dead give-away. It's probably a scavenger, too. I'm still unsure of what it hunts- maybe some more investigation is needed. --I've visited home for a few days. Mother was happy to see me- Father was out with a hunting party in the east, and would not be back for many days. Uncle Gartenar was proud of my acomplishment- he gave me some blank Descriptive books and a few more journals. He told me that I should try to create more ages. I told him that I would get around to it. Those creatures still needed investigating; plus, I was planning on creating some furnishings for the cave- a bed, some shelves, maybe a table or two. I must ask Mother for some earthenware jars and bowls. After saying my goodbyes, I linked back to my age. I must think of a name for it- perhaps "Choorahl"? Yes. I think I'll call it that- Choorahl. It has such a nice ring to it. Choorahl..."Lessons"... --I've sketched some rough plans for a bed, table, and shelves. I started to cut the wood I'd need. I've also discovered a herd of large, deer-like, grazing creatures. Perhaps these are the creatures that the fox-like predator hunts? These animal's coats are gleaming in the morning sun... maybe I should think about trapping one of them? I need the meat, and their fur looks quite warm... -Devokan, first Choorahl journal.
  12. Well my friends, this is the sequel I was talking about. Below is a small portion of the story that I have been working on for the past little while. I want constructive criticisim - but not too much criticism if you know what I mean . I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy writing it. Prologue I had been out exploring my age of Roshee for almost a week, enjoying it's spectacular yet bizare scenery. I returned home, and my wife Ta'Kaira and the children surprised me with a birthday party. I couldn't believe it - I had completely forgotten my own birthday! I had been enjoying myself so much, that the event slipped my mind. But not everyone was enjoying the celebration. My eldest son, Kaidish, was in his room. Curious, I went to investigate. I opened his bedroom door and entered, but he was nowhere to be found. Strange, I thought. Then, as I turned to leave, I noticed a book on his study desk. I picked it up and carefully sifted through it's delicate pages. It was a Descriptive Book! I turned to look at it's cover. On it's cover, emblazed in gold, was some D'ni script that I hadn't noticed there a moment before. I stared at it, trying to comprehend it's meaning. New World? That's what it says. New World... Dovahnee. The book was warm; Kaidish must have used it recently. I couldn't let Ta'Kaira know what he had done. She would worry far too much. But I had to do something. It didn't take more than a second thought to know what I had to do. I picked up the book, opened it to the page with the swirling panel, touched my palm to it's glowing warmth and linked through to Dovahnee. I didn't know what to expect on the other side, but I hoped it was something good. Part I I materialized, and was blinded by a dazling light. A sun. It was much brighter than our own, yet it appeared so much smaller. I surveyed my surroundings. I realized that I was standing in a field of tall grass that spread out for miles. Behind me was a literal wall of thick, dark trees; to my right, flowing out from under the forest canopy, was a meandering brook; and looming far ahead of me, beyond what seemed like a ribbon of blue off in the distance, was a single grey mountain. It rose high into the sky; it's peak capped with snow and with cloud. I took a walk through the field, and discovered a small footpath. I followed it for what seemed about an hour or more. The path steadily inclined up a hillside, taking me up with it . Then, almost suddenly, the path came to an abrupt halt. It ended at the base of a large cliff. I gazed up at the massive rock face. There, built into the sheer rock wall of the cliff, was a cut set of stone stairs. They swerved dangerously this way and that along the stony surface. I took a deep breath, reaching for control, and started my long hike upwards. I had trouble catching my breath as I climbed those horrid, steep stairs. Not even half way up I lost my grip and nearly plummetted to my death. But I was able to steady myself and stop myself from falling. It was a horrible experience. Finally, my hand reached the top ledge, and I pulled myself up. I wiped the dust off of my clothing and looked around at my surroundings. Atop the great massif, the air was thinner. I could see that I was standing on the summit of a large hill that seemed to have been hewn in half - the cliff was the evidence of that. The slope ahead of me was very steep, and riddled with small bushes, rocks, and stunted trees. I turned my gaze to the base of the hill far below. I took in what I saw, and wondered in awe at the sight. The same thick and dark forest that lay on the other side of the cliff grew on this side as well - it joined in what looked to be a steep sided valley far to my left, or west, of me. Green feilds once more I saw, and great, long sandy beaches below. And right in the middle of it all, beside the forest and close to the sea, was something I have never seen the likeness of before. It appeared to be a mansion of sorts. It was four grand, stone buildings. There was a domed building with a long hall; a many floored building with pillared supports; a smaller, one floored building of some sorts; and a great shining, glass-paned greenhouse. All of this was surrounded by a hedge with a large gated entrance. How could it be possible? I thought. Did Kaidish build all of this? No. He can't of. But... I made my way down the steep incline of the hill. I started to pace faster and faster. Please be there, Kaidish, I said to myself. My son, please be alright. It wasn't like me to worry - that was what Ta'Kaira always did. But Kaidish was my son, so I guess it was only natural to worry. I reached the entrance to the estate. A large iron gate stood before me and possibly my son. I couldn't see any way to open it, and I looked around to try and find another way in. Then it hit me. The hedge, I thought. I can climb the hedge! I scaled the thick bushy hedge with ease. I hopped over to the other side when I reached the top. I didn't even notice the blood on my hands - I hadn't noticed that the hedge had thorns. But I just kept on. I found a path, and ran towards the first building in sight - the domed one I had seen from atop the hill. I reached the door - it was unlocked! I turned the handle and entered inside. The room I had entered was dingy, with poor lighting. The only light in the room came from the open door I had just entered from. I blindly searched the room, reaching infront of me with my outstretched hands. When I felt my hands against a cold stone wall, I followed it around until I felt something odd. Whatever it was, it was about half my height, with some sort of basin or bowl on the top. I reached in, and sighed with relief. It was full of fire marbles - It was a torch! I squeased some of the small orbs in my palm, and they started to glow a bright eirie orange light. Now that I could see my surrroundings, I could see that I was in a library. The domed room was the entrance, and the hall that I saw protruding from the backside of the dome was the library itself. The hall was quite large. It stretched a yard from one end to the next - and it was lined with bookshelves and bookcases. Kaidish isn't in here, I said. I'll come back here later. For now, I should check the other buildings. I left the library, and headed to the next closest building - the tall mansion-like building. But when I went up the small steps to it's door, I found it locked. I sighed, turned, went down the steps, and started down the path to the greenhouse. And much more to come...
  13. Ages of Devokan and Ta'Kaira These Ages were written by Devokan (the main character from the Hope story) and his family. They are all accounted for, and are only put here as a bit of a reference for those who have read my story. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do. Choorahl- 'Learning' Age. This Age was written by Devokan. This was his first Age, and it was given its' name because he wrote it during the period when his uncle Gartenar taught him the Art. Choorahl is D'ni for 'learning'. The Age is a large, round island. A tall mountain rises from the island's centre. A waterfall cascades down the cliff of the peak, filling a small lake at the mountains' base. The lake water then flows on, feeding a small stream, which makes it's winding course down to the sea. The water is sweet and cool, and tastes almost like honey. Trees grow throughout the island. Some bear fruit; others are just regular trees. Maple, oak, elm, and pine are the most dominant, as well as the fruit trees and berry bushes. Grasses and wheats are also found throughout the island, along with fungi and flowers. Many birds, both large and small, live here. They make their homes either up on the craggy cliffs or high in the limbs of the trees. Fish called Stre'ems, which somewhat vaguely resemble salmon, live in the lake and stream, and grazing creatures called Graizeers live in the forests. All the animals here are omnivores or herbivores except for one species: a coyote-like creature called the Ro'mehr that hunts at night. They eat only small, sick, or elderly animals, and are vey afraid of Devokan when he first arrives in Choorahl. The fruits of this Age are sweet, like the water. There are apples, peaches, and blueberries here, and also an unusual fruit that looks sort of like a peach, but it is much sweeter, has many seeds, and has a much redder hue. They grow on what Devokan calls the 'Paradise Tree', so they are named Paradise fruit (or a 'Darap' fruit). The daylight hours are much shorter on Choorahl than Earths', and the entire day is more or less only twenty-two hours long (ten daylight hours or less, and twelve or more hours of night). The ages suns- it has two- are much younger tah Earth's and do not let off as much heat, but emmit enough to keep Choorahl mildly warm during the day, and moderately cool at night. The air is always fresh; never humid. One large, hazy-red moon rotates the Age. It rains occasionally on Choorahl. The cool and fresh climate makes it so that it only has to rain about once or twice a month, which on Choorahl is a lunar month. The lunar month on Choorahl is about thirty five days. The length of the year is unknown and is in need of speculation, but Devokan says it is ten months long. Mahrntahv- 'Creation' Age. Ta'Kairas' first Age, she wrote it soon after Devokan taught her the Art. It is surprisingly very stable, but is made up of islands, floating over a pool of water that looks like an reverted dome. The water flows upward, creating a bowl shaped pool. The gravity on Mahrntahv is much less than Choorahl's or even Earth's gravity. The islands are made of some sort of magneticly charged rock, which counters with the oppositely charged rock under the water, causing them to hover in mid air. There is a lot of vegetation here, but it is mostly vines and small trees. There is very little grass here. The rocks of this Age are very similar to Basaltic stone like that of Earth's. The sky is a vibrant blue, but it is occasionally thick with storm clouds. Some of the rocks act as lightning rods, attracting the electricity that is discharged by the storm. Eder Bishtah- 'Rest tunnel' Age. This Age was made as a gift by Devokan for his love, Ta'Kaira. It is a garden Age, filled with trees and flowers with sweet fragrances. Many large, twisting tunnels connect each of the different sections of the gardens. In almost every garden is a rest house or gazebo. The sky is a rich blue, and it rains atleast four times every month. Devokan built all the man-made structures here for his wife to enjoy. He dug and built a bedroom into the side of a cliff; he placed a bridge of stepping stones to cross the large pond in one of the west gardens; he installed a fountain in the middle of a small pool; he built all of the gazebos and benches; and Devokan also shaped and refined a large round room in one of the old natural tunnels to be used as a Link-in and Link-out terminal. Tall cliffs of a beautiful smooth stone cover the Age. The gardens are each within a valley or cradle of sorts, connected by the tunnels. There are five gardens: two in the west, three in the east. Birds, insects, and small lizards make their homes here, along with the beautiful flowering plants and trees. There are even a few trees much like the fruitful trees on Choorahl that grow here. Taygentsahno- 'Love Everlasting' Age. Another Age written as a gift for Ta'Kaira. It is a beautiful cavern Age, full of lush jungle-like plants like never before seen. Crystals and gemstones that glow in different colors 'grow' throughout the cave. Pools of glowing, refreshing water flow here and there in the cavern. Devokan made this Age as a more beutiful version of the D'ni cavern for Ta'Kaira to show his everlasting love for her. Air flows into the cavern through a large hole in the ceiling of the cavern, letting in sunlight along with it. At night, the stars reflect upon the surface of the pools deep below, filling the cavern with moving lights. The plants of Taygentsahno are bioluminescent-they glow with their own natural light (very similar to the algae and stone plants of D'ni). But these plants are organic, not stone. Roshee- 'Crater' Age This Age is riddled with fallen stones and craters. The rings of the craters act as land; otherwise, the entire Age is sea. There once was a small island here, but it was completely destroyed by the meteors. Hot water geysers shoot up continually throughout the Age, and there are even a few rifts in the Age with sething magma within them. The Age was once very stable, but like the *Selenitic Age, this stability was broken by meteors. There are a few species of plants and algae that somehow survived the blasts (or mutated and evolved from others that were there). They are all golden-red, and grow throughout the ruins of the original island, and around a few of the rims of the craters. They are small, and scraggly, and resemble small bushes and weeds. The algae is orangeish, and grows in multitude near the craters. The sky is a yelow hue, and the sun is large but still very young. The air is foggy, and humid. It wasn't always so, but the open rifts and debris still in the air cause the climate to be so. There are no moons here, and the days are nearly twice as long as our own. Other Ages Dovahnee- 'World New' Age Written during one of Kaidish's experiments (Kaidish is Devokan's second child). Dovahnee is a wonderous Age, and has a library, a wharf, a manor, an observatory with a large telescope, a forest hide-away, a stone hut, and a gazebo. Three large islands with a multitude of smaller islands make up this Age. The northern and largest island is a green island with rich soil, fruitful trees, and grassland. The manor, library, and wharf are located on the north-eastern penninsula of this island. The south island is a tall mountain. On it's peak is the observatory and telescope. A winding trail leads down the west slope and into a small, stony bay. Many small islands make a sort of stepping stone bridge, which connects to the third island. This island is also a mountain, but is much smaller. A dense pocket of trees hides a stone hut here. Devokan, Ta'Kaira and the children loved to explore this Age. They made it their home-away-from-home. Kaidish, Ta'Ketra, Aidehn and Annetta end up writing many other Ages that can all be linked from Dovahnee and Choorahl. Gahrogahn- 'Great Emire' Age On Annetta's first try, she wrote this Age. It was an inhabited Age, full of wealthy people who built giant towers and domes of precious metals and stone. They called themselves the 'Raeahlith, but were nicknamed the R'Gahro or 'Great People'. Many islands and communities are scattered about in the area were the family first linked in. The Age is similar in composition to Tomahna-it has the same continental shapes, but they are all fused together and create a supercontinent like Pangea. The Age is rich in minerals, and has many unique specimens unlike any ever seen before. The plantlife, animal-life; all are unique to Gahrogahn. Four moons and a binary star system are found in this Age. The two suns make this worlds' climate very mild and hot indeed. It is very humid during the wet rainy seasons, but very dry during the warmer months. The days are longer than our own, and the nights also. Irvahna- 'Mineral' Age Made to collect more mineral resources for Choorahl, it turns out this Age too was inhabited. The people of the Irvahna Age were peaceful, harmonic natives. They lived on a violent, eruptive volcanic island, but it was a paradise nonetheless. The natives of Irvahna became great friends to Devokan's family, and allowed them to take what minerals they needed. They even began to trade for some of the fruits and grains of Choorahl and Ehder Bishtah for some of their fine jewellry and crafts. The Irvahna people were highly specialized in metalsmithry and crafting, aswell as fushing, trading, mining, and hunting. Edehn- named after the story told about the paradise, 'Eden' Much like it's story counterpart, this Age was a beautiful, lush paradise. Written by Ti'Ketra for her parents anniversary, it was a giant continent full of elegant jungle plants and enormous trees that reached up to the sky above. Fruit-loving mammals, insects, herbivorous reptiles, and an assortment of nuts, berries, fruits and flowers lived everywhere here. One creature here, called a Squealmouse, is native to this world. It was so named because it was a rodent of sorts, but like a mouse and a squirrel combined, and it let off a high-pitched squeal when it was extremely happy or terribly sad. Devokan built a large structure here on the slopes of the eastern mountains as a home for his family. It had a library, study, a pool, garden, two floors of bedrooms and guestrooms, balconies overlooking the wonderful scenery, and hot springs deep in the mountains. Note: Devokan, Ta'Kaira, and their four children built homes on each of the Ages they wrote (except for Roshee). Devokan built a library and study on each aswell, and brought many copies of his Linking Books there just in case of an emergency. Even Kaidish, his eldest son, built a library, study, and even a large house on his Age of Dovahnee.
  14. It's in the Library under MRED. Look for Hope, Hope II, and Hope II and IV.
  15. I have completed a new story. It isn't 'Path of Destruction', which I plan on finishing soon, but it is a great story (I think so, atleast). You have to read it and tell me if you find it to long, or to short, or if I should add to it or what not to add, etc. I really need your feedback.
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