Story One: The Red Lake - An orginal by Ferah/Nitera
A young woman with long silver hair sat beside a shimmering lake, as the silver rays of the moon encased her in a shelter her in it's pure light. Her delicate running through the soft, quite, shimmering waters of the lake.
Her eyes opened as she looked up to the starry sky above her, her bright sapphire eyes locking onto the as she stood. Her long emerald dress falling about her perfectly small body, making her appear as a creature of the night in the shelter of the pure light of the moon.
She slipped her feet out of the small shoes that were on her feet and stood bare feet in the cool damp grass that was surrounding the lake. She stood on the shore of the lake and took a step into the cold water and continued into the water until she was knee deep. Then using a little bit of her power to hold herself on top of the water.
As each foot lightly touched the top of the waters surface, it sent ripples throughout the entire lake, each foot step starting to dye it a different shade of red. By the time she had reached the center of the lake, it was the color of a deep blood red.
Slowly she turned around as if she thought there was someone behind or watching her. Once she had turned around enough to face the moon, she closed her eyes and said a silent prayer. She kept her eyes closed and opened her arms to the side, and allowed gravity to aid in her falling back and going completely under the water.
After a few moments, she came back above the surface of the water, taking in a breath of the crisp air in a gasp. The water ran down her face as if she had a wound above her brow. Also, now her long silver hair was the shade of the water, deep blood red.
Taking in a another deep breath and letting it out slowly, she once again summoned her powers to raise herself out of the water and allow herself to walk across surface the water once again, this time, heading towards the shore. As her soft foot falls fell upon the water again, the ripples that were sent through the water allowed it to change back into it's normal clear blue hue.
Once she got to the shore, she looked toward the lake again, it was completely back to normal. As she looked into the water, tears reached her eyes, as she saw her new blood red hair. The tears broke the border of her lower eyelids, and they streamed down her face. she turned her back to the lake, and looked up to the moon, it's rays still holding her in it's light, as if to protect her.
"Are you happy now?" She shouted up to the heavens. Not believing what she was being put through.
Sadly, that was the last thing she was able to say. For the last thing she saw, was a blade, silver from the light of the moon. She had no time to react, not even a scream was able to reach her lips as the blade of the sword went through her chest, into her heart, and killed her.
The one who was wielding the sword, a young male, turned his back to the now dead female, his hooded cloak blowing in the wind, slipping the sword into it's sheath that was at his side. walking towards the trees that surrounded the lake. The lakes waters were becoming red once again, but not from the magic, but from the young girls blood.
As the wind blew harder, he was closer to the trees, and with the next gust of wind, in a shower of falling leaves, he disappeared. Not again to be seen until the next visitor to the lakes magical waters. Unless they were pure, the same fate would befall them, and so they would pay, for coming to the lakes waters, for only the pure were allowed within the water. But until that time came, he would not be seen again.
Thus the magical abilities of this legendary lake could not be used for harm. the magic was strong, just as it was powerful, in the wrong hands, or in the hands of the impure, the existence of the world would be in grave danger.
Once year after another, no one would went to the magical waters of the Red Lake. The legendary waters forgotten by most, accept by one. A baby, who was born with the legend written upon her skin, only she and she alone could use the magic of the lake. Thus the prophecy would start all over again.
A young woman with long silver hair sat beside a shimmering lake, as the silver rays of the moon encased her in a shelter her in it's pure light. Her delicate running through the soft, quite, shimmering waters of the lake.
Her eyes opened as she looked up to the starry sky above her, her bright sapphire eyes locking onto the as she stood. Her long emerald dress falling about her perfectly small body, making her appear as a creature of the night in the shelter of the pure light of the moon.
She slipped her feet out of the small shoes that were on her feet and stood bare feet in the cool damp grass that was surrounding the lake. She stood on the shore of the lake and took a step into the cold water and continued into the water until she was knee deep. Then using a little bit of her power to hold herself on top of the water.
As each foot lightly touched the top of the waters surface, it sent ripples throughout the entire lake, each foot step starting to dye it a different shade of red. By the time she had reached the center of the lake, it was the color of a deep blood red.
Slowly she turned around as if she thought there was someone behind or watching her. Once she had turned around enough to face the moon, she closed her eyes and said a silent prayer. She kept her eyes closed and opened her arms to the side, and allowed gravity to aid in her falling back and going completely under the water.
After a few moments, she came back above the surface of the water, taking in a breath of the crisp air in a gasp. The water ran down her face as if she had a wound above her brow. Also, now her long silver hair was the shade of the water, deep blood red.
Taking in a another deep breath and letting it out slowly, she once again summoned her powers to raise herself out of the water and allow herself to walk across surface the water once again, this time, heading towards the shore. As her soft foot falls fell upon the water again, the ripples that were sent through the water allowed it to change back into it's normal clear blue hue.
Once she got to the shore, she looked toward the lake again, it was completely back to normal. As she looked into the water, tears reached her eyes, as she saw her new blood red hair. The tears broke the border of her lower eyelids, and they streamed down her face. she turned her back to the lake, and looked up to the moon, it's rays still holding her in it's light, as if to protect her.
"Are you happy now?" She shouted up to the heavens. Not believing what she was being put through.
Sadly, that was the last thing she was able to say. For the last thing she saw, was a blade, silver from the light of the moon. She had no time to react, not even a scream was able to reach her lips as the blade of the sword went through her chest, into her heart, and killed her.
The one who was wielding the sword, a young male, turned his back to the now dead female, his hooded cloak blowing in the wind, slipping the sword into it's sheath that was at his side. walking towards the trees that surrounded the lake. The lakes waters were becoming red once again, but not from the magic, but from the young girls blood.
As the wind blew harder, he was closer to the trees, and with the next gust of wind, in a shower of falling leaves, he disappeared. Not again to be seen until the next visitor to the lakes magical waters. Unless they were pure, the same fate would befall them, and so they would pay, for coming to the lakes waters, for only the pure were allowed within the water. But until that time came, he would not be seen again.
Thus the magical abilities of this legendary lake could not be used for harm. the magic was strong, just as it was powerful, in the wrong hands, or in the hands of the impure, the existence of the world would be in grave danger.
Once year after another, no one would went to the magical waters of the Red Lake. The legendary waters forgotten by most, accept by one. A baby, who was born with the legend written upon her skin, only she and she alone could use the magic of the lake. Thus the prophecy would start all over again.
