Windwalking

Chapter 7 Withering white flower He had to run. He had to warn them before its too late. His heart was beating from the stress he placed on his muscles. But he must not slow down one beat. Every moment of preparation he can give them, can save many lives. How could this happen at this specific time? Was it a mere coincident? Or was it a clever plot?  But he must not heavy himself with those thoughts for now. Lives are at stakes now. With all of his will, he summoned every inch of his every inch of his remaining energy and transformed himself. With a big flash of light, he became something else. He became a panther like creature with a unic

Chapter 8 Black river How can souls stay pure if they spill the blood of flesh? How can rivers stay pure if they were tainted by the color of blood? How can their be wins in wars, if purity is the price? But some wars are inevitable. The fine and kind people of Eblowan stood prepared. But how can one be prepared, if waves of darkness are to be unleashed on him? But they couldn't hand over their pure town to their cursed foul hands. So war was inescapable, and so was the price. "Archers...Ready!!" Yelled Emdore at the first line of the army. One hundred man, including Ellan, raised their empty hands to the sky with an angle. In their hand

Chapter 9 Forsaken reality The sound of the battle was far beyond their reach, but it still echoed in their broken hearts. They stood their, in the middle of  the forest, counting their losses. Trying to pick up what survived the war. "He got no right to do that." Screamed Ellan with anger. "I should have died there, with the others. I should have cleared my debt there." "The king's decision was wise and honorable. You above all, should respect him." Said Xan who was restraining Ellan from his wrist. He wanted to stride off in the forest alone, to walk back to Eblowan. "All you speak of is you stupid honor." Ellan tried to snatched back