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A/N- RECENTLY REVIEWED AND RE-VAMPED AND BETTER THEN EVER!
Hey all, I decided to go through all the chaps now in retrospect and make them that much better, kind of complete my vision a little better and fix (hopefully) most of the typos. So for those new readers It's an epic-like story that has mythological and fantasy influences. I'll start off by giving some information about Faeries and Elves, the two main species in my story. There are others but I'll give some explanation about them in context. There is important information in here so make sure to read it. Ok then, so here it goes.
Prologue Stolen Hearts:
There had been a split between the Faeries and the Elves for many years now. Most can't remember a time of peace, and some refuse to acknowledge that there ever was, though indeed there was a time when all lived together in serenity but it is hundreds of years past. No one knows any real reason for the rift, but it has grown deeper and deeper over the years of violence. Neither side had the will to make any attempt at peace. Some rumors have it that the Elf king was possessed by darkness and slaughtered the royal family of the Fey, yet from the Elves side it is sure to be the opposite. All that is for sure is that a shadow has covered the land. Pride and dis-trust run strong as both sides struggled for control.
The Faeries have a strong king from an honorable line of rulers, Aeolus, and he has in recent years led his people to some degree of safety and the wars have died down. Faeries are children of nature and are loyal, wise, ethical, and sweet natured. They dislike liars, treatment of animals and environment, cheats, and anything evil. They are masters of illusion and glamourie hidden in plain sight. They learn how to use the powers of nature through runes, plant lore, elements, and the energy of the spirit. Fey children are born with an affiliation to one element that can be told by their coloring and excel at taming at taming that particular element. The Fire spirits are usually red, orange or black in their coloring (of wings and hair); Earth's are brown and green; Air's are pink, gold, and silver; and Water's are blue and violet. Some become excellent fliers and others never really take to it, but they all love the outdoors and especially flowers.
They become sad when the sun is gone for too long and only fight when they have to. They can use swords and other weapons of war, but usually rely on their developed powers. There are five levels of ability. The first is Filadonii, then Kayladonii, Zeladonii the level which most reside, Losadunai, and finally Razudunai. Only a few achieve that latter. There is a power beyond this but it cannot be achieved by just anyone. It is the power of a Valkyrie. Some think it is only a legend, but it is said that once every thousand years one is sent down from the stars to walk among us and amend the evils that plague the world. A Valkyrie would be born as one and die as one, and its powers do not become known, even to itself until they are brought out by some event. It is an awesome power beyond anything we know or could ever hope to reach. They are of the fifth and most powerful element, the Spirit.
There once were two races of Elves, the Light Elves and the Dark Elves, but the peaceful Light Elves were almost all killed at the beginning of the Wars. When they sided with the Faeries the Dark Elves were furious and hated them even more then the Faeries for the Light Elves had betrayed them, something they do not stand for at all. It was their first objective to exact revenge and that is what they accomplished. It is rare to see a Light Elf these days. Still the hate runs strong in the Dark Elves, and it is a most horrible insult to call one a Light Elf or anything of the nature.
The Elves are more sparsely located, living in the shadows of the forest, for they are lacking a leader after their king was killed in battle about 30 years back. Yet they say a rich and powerful Elf by the name of Volsung could unite his people and call them to war again. Elves are a tall, slender and regal built race. They are seen as a noble, and tend to be beautiful or handsome in appearance and are a paled skinned. Elves are strong and agile and are very intelligent. Elves have a longer life span than humans do, as do Faeries. Elves build refined weapons that are seen as master craftsmanship by other races. They use swords, bows and lances more then any power of nature or the spirit to fight, and are superior at that craft. Dark Elves are mainly colors such as blacks, deep purples and dark blues and posses a haughty aloofness.
This story comes in at the time I spoke of with King Aeolus and Volsung. There is a growing tension and many fear that war will again break out after this short time of peace. There is desperation after so long and many on both sides wonder when all this will end, but neither dares to attempt the impossible. The world needs a savior, someone to bring beautiful peace back to the land so they all may grow and flourish without fear or hate, but no such hero is in sight..or is it?