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Genre: Fantasy
About oldfashionedladyLocation: somewhere lost in my imagination Age:15 Website: http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/queenflora Favorite novels: Hope and Despair, Persuasion, Men of Iron, The Lord of the Rings, Emma, Anything my friends write, Anne of the Island Favorite writers: My friends, Jane Austen, J.R.R. Tolkien, Howard Pyle Favorite music: Enya, Loreena McKennitt, Blackmore's Night, soundtracks Non-noveling interests: Blogging, Talking on the phone to my dear friend, Dressing up into oldfashioned clothing such as Civil War gowns and such, |
Joined: juillet 25, 2008 This Year: Official Participant NaNoWriMo History: NaNoWriMo posts: 0 NaNoWriMo buddies: 8
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Brief Author Bio: I have been writing ever since I can remember. At the age of ten I wrote a lot of stories that I never finished. It wasn't until I was 12 did I really begin to write seriously. I co-wrote a story with my friend, for a few years, but I never finished it. This year for NaNoWriMo I am actually taking the basic ideas I wrote when I was 12 and am writing this novel. This is my first year of NaNoWriMo and I am very exited about it. |
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Synopsis: Betrayal and Fealty
Trista is a young Eternethian maiden on her way back to her her homeland of Eternethia. For two years she has been in Hanaskea, captured by the Hanaskean Rangers, and has been living as little more than a slave to her captures. But the time was changing, Eternethia and Hanaskea have made peace, and she is let free. Slowly she makes her way back to her distant country, until winter sets in. She is forced to stop, and wait the winter out at a nearby Hanaskean families house.
Another family, another Hanskean. Trista struggles to trust Kelton, the young man the son of the widow who lives in the Hanaskean cottage. She vows she will never trust another young man besides her brother, who had died defending her before she was taken.
Now as winter snow sets in, and she is forced to stay put in the cottage, instance after instance force their way upon her, she begins to discover that maybe Kelton and the other Hanaskeans aren't as cruel as she had first thought.
But as plots against the soon-to-be king Rean-Hammon and his soon-to-be queen, Amaye, things rapidly spin in a ever winding down vortex of destruction and despair. Two words: Betrayal and Fealty now remain for all men to choose.
Excerpt: Betrayal and Fealty
Dewdrops clung to the tall grass stems in the early morning. A soft but almost cold breeze blew through the foggy mist that clung about the dimly lit landscape. The land rose and fell in a continuous stretch of hills rolling across the grassy landscape. On one such hill the topsoil had eroded from part of the side of the hill, leaving a cold slab of rock visible to the eye. Grass grew in about the face of the rock, causing the hill to blend in with the others.
A young man stood amidst the tall wavering grasses upon the hill, standing right above the rock face. A hood shielded his face, as he stared about the landscape. The fog covered much of the valley below, but he could distinctly see what he was looking for.
A young maiden and man were standing admits the tall grasses. The young man continued to look, while a smile passed over his features. Aye, he, Quin, was going to carry out the plan. He again stared at his victims. They were standing close by one another as they walked on in the early morning.
How innocent, Quin grinned to himself. Once he was done with them, they would come to fear strangers. It would be so simple, so incredibly simple: sudden surprise, a dagger, and a dark ally. He continued to smile, as he looked at them as the maiden stopped waiting for her companion to catch up. A soft ring of laughter reached his ears, and he smiled grimly.
Enough was enough, the sun was rising, growing brighter, Quin could not risk being seen. As quietly as he came, he slipped away out of sight going upon his own paths, down the shadowy misty hillside...
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