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Saturday, March 18, 2006


   hello!!!!!!!!
Ok i finally got finished with typing the next chapter..so here you go!

Chapter Two: “Sword of Magic.”
Removing his hand that shaded his eyes from the bright light, he saw what the source of the light was. It was a sword, three feet in length, two inches in width, glowing brightly. Its handle was bright silver, decorated with some elegant unknown inscription. The blade was light-bluish silver, with both edges sharpened. Both the handle and blade were perfectly balanced. Only a knight could own and handle such an enthralling sword. How did it come to be here?
Luthious wondered what he should do. Looking around he saw no one. So he decided to pick up the blue sword. By sight it looked too heavy to pick up, but when Luthious picked it up it was as light as a feather. Luthious couldn’t believe how light it was. It was also warm to the touch. He could feel some warm aura come from the sword, making him feel safe and warm.
Luthious looked back to where he has first seen the sword. There the grass was slightly pressed down where the sword had lain. Then he was something black beneath the pressed grass. Kneeling down Luthious started searching through the grass to find a sheath. It was black, polished and had the same inscription on it like the sword’s handle.
Unlike the sword the sheath was cool to the touch. Plus the sheath was heavier than the sword. Lifting the sword up Luthious sheathed it. It fit perfectly. Getting up Luthious decided it was time to go home. ‘So many things have happened at once. It’s just too weird.’
Luthious headed back home, taking the sword with him. Not knowing that he was being watched by a stranger, who was hiding behind a tall, broad tree. ‘So this is Luthious.’ thought the stranger as he stepped out of the shadow of the tree. ‘Soon it would be night, and then I will kill him.’
The stranger wore a cloak about his shoulders. He had black ravenous hair, bright blue eyes, dark tanned skin, and he was well built. His clothing consisted of black pants and white long-sleeve shirt and black leather boots.
It was dark by the time Luthious got home. He lit a candle that lay beside his bed. Carefully laying the sword that he had had found on his bed, as he got undressed, revealing a broad smooth chest. He was just undoing his pants when the inscriptions on the sword began to blue. Luthious picked it up to examine it closer. It slowly grew brighter as the seconds went by. Then Luthious heard something break or crack outside. He turned to look outside when he spotted a tall stranger standing at the door.
“Who are you?” Luthious asked as he slowly backed away from the stranger. It does not concern you Luthious.” Said the stranger as he approached with each step the stranger took the sword glowed brighter, revealing the stranger’s face.
“How do you know my name?” Luthious kept looking for a way around the stranger as he kept on advancing on. “All that matters is that I do and that you will die soon for finding that sword of yours.” Luthious could see that the stranger was serious, but before he could react. The stranger lunged for his neck. Before the stranger touched Luthious’ skin a blue lighting struck the stranger’s hand.
Howling in pain, the stranger backed away. “No! The sword protects you! It has chosen you as its master. How can this be? You’re but a simple field boy, not of royal blood…unless…you have de Courte blood, but the last of them died two years ago. Only the one who possesses the de Courte blood shall be able to wield the Mystical Blue Sword.”

"I stand alone, everything that I believe in is fading."

~Godsmack


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