Enchanted Blog

Um, I bet that title didn’t make any sense. Well, it’s a long story AND I’M NOT AFRAID TO TELL YOU!!!

Ok, so Leliphea (Mango) went to my house a while ago and brought some Apache Tears, small pellets of obsidian. She said her dad and her brother collected a bunch in Colorado on their trip, and her mom said she should give some to her friends. Really, her brother got, like, three pocket-fulls. So yesterday I went to Nokoro’s house and showed them to him. He looked around on the internet for the best way to polish tiny bits of obsidian, then just decided to look it up in a geology book. So we set the pile of rocks down on his desk and dug through his messy pile of books. We got a large pile at sat down on his bed, marking every good page. Well, mostly Nokoro did. I looked at pictures of pretty blue and purple jewels.

Nokoro got some good pages and reached out his hand like he always does when he makes something fly to his hand. The obsidian didn’t budge. He tried again. Nothing. We panicked. He looked at his desk and a pencil floated into the air. Well, his powers aren’t broken. He tried again on the obsidian. IT DIDN’T MOVE A MILLIMETER!!! Turns out every magical powers have their weakness. No, it isn’t kryptonite, it’s obsidian. Why, I haven’t a clue. That probably explains why it took forever for me to walk to Nokoro’s house in the first place. I turned up on his doorstep, panting, and I only walked a couple blocks.

Nokoro forced me into experimenting more, and here’s our results:

1. Obsidian makes us weaker. (50% weaker according to Nokoro. Scary thought.)

2. I can’t transform when touching obsidian. Nokoro’s powers don’t affect it, and he can’t do anything else when touching it.

3. Our necklaces glow a sickly red-black around it.

4. If you crush obsidian and mix it with stuff, it smells bad. I don’t know what that has to do with magic, but don’t go around telling little mischievous boys that.

5. Obsidian is igneous, which means it’s made out of hardened lava from volcanoes and stuff. Other igneous rocks have the same effect. And there are a lot of types of igneous rocks. I asked Salem about Hema and volcanoes and he said that Skulmalto’s castle is built on one. Great. Just great.

We told Salem about our discovery, and “asked” him why he never told us. He said he didn’t know. Our necklaces are from ancient Hema, long before there were any specific boundaries between the realms. The volcanoes probably formed around the time Skulmalto took over, and this igneous weakness of ours must have developed on its own. Strange thought. Well, I’m hurting my brain thinking about all this, especially because Nokoro is jabbering to himself as he works. I’ll never understand those big words of his. He’s trying to find something to dilute the effect. Nothing seems to affect it, and working with all these igneous (I’ve got to stop using that word, it makes me sound too smart) rocks is making us all really tired…

Hey look! Sirianna fell asleep! Now I get to type for a while!! This’ll be fun. *evil grin* Anyway, so I think I’ve got some idea of what could dilute the effect. Some kind of metamorphic rock made out of obsidian. Here’s the definition from one of the easier books (the kind Sirianna uses): “Metamorphic rocks are formed when sedimentary or igneous rocks are altered by high temperatures or pressure, or both.” Anyway, so that means that if we find a rock made from something like obsidian, only different, it might have an effect. So far, I haven’t found any kinds of metamorphic rock made from obsidian, but there might be some kind on Hema. We’ll have to go there and do some investigating…

Ok, we’re back. Sirianna let me do some more typing. Isn’t she nice? Hema Obsidianite. I think there’s something called obsidianite here on earth, but it’s not the same thing. This stuff is a metamorphic rock made mainly out of obsidian but also other kinds of igneous rocks, but only igneous rocks, not sedimentary rocks. Every kind of mineral or gem on earth doesn’t sparkle or glow unless polished and cut, but this stuff is just weird. Hema Obsidianite is black and clear, with a small area in the center that glows with various colors. It’s usually cubical and prism shaped. It’s harder than crystal, and if you do succeed in cutting it down the middle where it glows, the glowing part will disappear and glow in the center of each half instead. Kind of like a magnet; no matter how much you cut it, it’ll still have a north pole and a south pole. Hema Obsidianite is weird stuff. They’ve got a whole gallery of different kinds of Hema Obsidianite with different colors in the center. It’s like a museum, but, like, less technological and stuff.

Hema doesn’t have cars, or computers, or telephones, or anything like that. They just don’t need it. For a really weird reason, I got wi-fi in a small area by the ocean. ?? Well, I’ll be working, but I think I wrote enough.

-Nokoro

Finally! A chance to post! I’m sorry, I haven’t posted for a long time, but I’ve been so busy, and haven’t gotten much sleep. For five weeks now, I’ve been training my powers. Salem took me to a cave where these two dragons live. Moonshine and Moonstar, and they’ve been training me. Moonstar has this egg, too, and she says that when it hatches, I’ll get to keep it! Oh, I hope it’s cute!!

I’ve been to Hema, and it’s wonderful! Moonshine sends me on missions there, and that’s how I’ve been training. I use my powers to defeat shadow creatures, and I’ve even found new spirit stones! I can do much more with my necklace than I thought. There’s something called a “power form.” My wolf power form is very strange. Transformed, I have no real form. I’m a white and silver wolf practically made out of mist, and basically invisible. I can control winds and cover my self in mist and become invisible!! Also, I can jump really high, probably 15 stories!! Also I can turn into many different kinds of wolves. Power wolves, blue, gold, red, green, aqua, silver and even white! I can turn into a red wolf and a timber wolf like on earth, and probably much more. And then there’s the warrior form. Same as the power form, I can’t stay transformed for very long. I just pop right back into human! Warrior form is cool. It’s hard to explain, but I’ll try. Ok, so basically I’m human with wolf ears, a wolf tail, cool clothes and strong senses of sight, smell, and sound. It’s awesome!

I managed to get a rat spirit stone, too. Rats, as I found out, are really very smart. I’m pretty sure the rat I first turned into was domesticated, I was very small. Strangest of all, I was gray-blue. A blue rat!! The power form was even cuter! Two words. Robin. Hood. I was a Robin Hood rat with a bow and arrows and a cute little dark green Robin Hood hat!!! You know, the pointy thing?? It was awesomer!! The warrior form was almost the same, except no Robin Hood hat. But I liked it.

I got an eagle spirit stone, and the form I turned into was a golden eagle. But not like a golden eagle from earth. Like, GOLDEN eagle. I was beautiful!! The power form was a silver-blue eagle with long, elegant tail feathers. When I flew, they sparkled!!! Same as the warrior form. I had these awesome, PURPLE wings!! They were sparkley, too. But really, PURPLE!! I LOVE PURPLE!!

The fourth stone I got was a dolphin. Have you ever been to SeaWorld? Do you know the little Shamoo necklace they have with a wooden carving of the tail fin of a whale? Well, the print or whatever had that on it. The power form was very pretty. I was purple, with slightly larger tail fins, and ribbons or something attached to my head, kind of where my ears would be. I don’t know, the ribbons were kind of attached to me. Like earrings or something… Anyway, it was pretty. The warrior form was weird. Basically, I was a purple mermaid with no scales. Oh, and a dorsal fin on my back. It was like nothing I’ve ever seen before. Nokoro agrees.

Oh, I forgot to mention about Nokoro! He had a weird dream, just like me! And he woke up with a medallion around his neck. It had little craters around a large spiral in the middle. A couple of the craters had small gems in them, but only a couple. The rest were empty. I hate Nokoro’s powers. -_-. He keeps reading my mind! I hate it I hate it I HATE it!! And he confuses me, too! He, like, can move things with his mind. I’ll be looking for something, and he’ll move it, and make it float right behind my head, so no matter where I move, it’ll be right behind me and I CAN’T SEE IT!!! grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr… He’s mean!!

Defeating shadow creatures is always a weird experience. For one, I do not respect killing animals, evil or not, so it’s really hard for me. Especially the part when I turn them back into Hematorians. I weaken them enough so I can touch them without them trying to kill me, put my necklace to their heart, then they glow brightly and turn back into Hematorians. So far, I’ve only seen Shadow creatures who were trapped shadow Hematorians, no light yet. But I just don’t want to see the day when I’m up against Therdith. Oh! I forgot to tell you, Therdith *sniff* got kidnapped. No one knows what happened, but her sister, Rosalia, showed up in the cave one day and said she disappeared. Skulmalto ( the evil guy) had left some “note” or something. *shrug*

Today was exciting. I went to to the pool, I was bored so I asked my mom to go. There’s a pool within walking distance of our house, but I decided to fly just because I felt like it. Somewhat bad idea, because people keep freaking out. “Look, a bald eagle!!” “Oooh, look!” etc. Next time, try a smaller raptor. Anyway, so I found somewhere were no one was looking and changed back, and walked the rest of the way. I’m never trying that again.

I got to the pool and hung out. It was boring, being there on my own. I considered going back to get my brother, when suddenly, a dark shadow covered the sun. People were shouting about a rain storm, or dark clouds, but no one saw what I saw.

It was a shadow being, a shadow bird. They’re invading earth now (OMG)!! The other people had realized something was not normal, so, I was alone. Whether or not anyone was looking, I took up my dolphin power form. The large bird swooped down, it spotted me. It was huge! Like, building sized! The cement crumbled underneath it and tumbled into the water. Chlorinated water, unfortunately. So, for my own sake, I purified it. Just another great thing magical dolphins can do.

Referring back to my training, I shot a large beam of multicolored light (awesomeness!) at it’s weak spot. Right in the forehead. It screeched and lunged at me. I flipped out of the way and swam behind it. I shot smaller bullet like streams at it’s back as it flailed in the water. As I’ve learned from experience, large birds’ feathers don’t do well in water. It jumped back onto the concrete, splashing water everywhere and destroying many things as well. Just before it got out of the water, I bit down on its leg. Just to let you know, dolphins a lot of teeth, and, I in particular, have sharp teeth too. The bird screeched in pain, and I shot more rays of light. Soon, the bird had laid down heavily in defeat.

For every transformation I’ve made so far, there has always been a spot were a jewel is located. The jewel, looks like a flattened out version of my necklace, and basically, it is my necklace. On my dolphin form, it’s on my forehead. I pressed the jewel deep into the bird’s black fur. (Gross fur, too. Smelly!) The bird glowed completely white, shrunk, and lying in the broken cement was a shadow Hematorian. It was a boy, fifteen or sixteen. I changed into human and crawled up to look at him. He had marks on his arms, probably still from being chained up in Skulmalto’s castle.

The boy stirred, and opened his eyes.

“Wh-what happened?” He muttered, “Where am I?”

“Have you ever heard of the earth realm?” I said softly, calling earth by what most people on the Unnamed Planet call it.

“What? The earth realm? What am I doing-”

“You were transformed by Skulmalto into a shadow being. But you’re safe now. Come with me, I’ll take you back home,” I told him. I took his hand and helped him get up.

“How would you like to get there?” I asked him with a smile.

“What? Get where?” He asked, confused.

“I’ll show you,” I said, and turned into an eagle. I got into the air, and flew overhead.

‘Come on!’ He looked around, then spread his large bat wings. He jumped into the air, and I led him to the Mooncave. Still in the form of a bird, we went inside, and to the Seeing Pool, the portal to Hema. I dived into the cool water. It wasn’t really water, because when you were in it, it felt just like air. It didn’t make you wet, either. I’m not sure what it was. Anyway, he followed, reluctantly, and soon the water disappeared and we floated through space briefly. Then I was launched into the air, and was in Hema.

I landed and turned back into a human. I waited, and soon the boy flew from the pool. He landed (not as gracefully as I did) and I took him to the secret (sshhh… it’s a secret) entrance the the underground hideout of the rescued shadow Hematorians. I led him down the dark tunnels to the chamber that was their meeting place. Many people greeted him happily, family and friends and all, and I slipped out quietly as I always do. What a happy ending. Kinda scary, too. Those shadow Hematorians will have a lot of explaining to do.

-Sirianna

P.S. You know, just, um, F.Y.I, shadow Hematorians aren’t evil, their powers are just based on the dark side of magic or whatever. (Come to the dark side of the force!! Sorry, that just reminded me of that. We have cookies!!)

I had such a great vacation! I typed my story a lot, saw great places, visited relatives, learned a lot, and got really really tired! If you know me personally and want details, I’ll email you my mom’s vacation blog.

Unfortunately, my current manuscript is different from how it goes on this blog, but I’ll try to work around it. It’s REALLY funny! I mean, R-E-A-L-L-Y funny! Ask Lime, she’s read it too.

Let’s see, what all did I do on the trip? Well, I did everything that you can do out west and more! Um, I went to Yellowstone, where we saw Old Faithful, Yosemite, Redwood Forest, Avenue of the Giants, where we drove through a living tree, we blew in and out of the Grand Canyon, it was too overwhelming and each look-out spot looks about the same. We also went to the Chinese Theater in Hollywood, saw the Hollywood sign, Las Vegas, where I choked and died on smoke in the casinos, the La Brea tar pits, which smelled just as bad, went to Disneyland, Seattle, where we saw the Space Needle and a cool sci-fi museum, a light house, saw wild sea lions, San Fransisco, where we went to Alcatraz, drove over the Golden Gate Bridge and rode in a cable car, went on a hot air balloon ride, went to Legoland, went to my dad’s old cabin that his parents’ friends now own so we went for free, went white water rafting and did NOT fall off, but some other people from Texas did, (they both fell of at the exact SAME time, like, synchronized swimming, diving, and freezing), Four Corners, Mesa Verde, Winchester Mystery House, very weird, and other stuff. And NOT NOT NOT it that order. If you want, you can ask questions on the comments and I’ll be happy to answer. And, all in all, this made me really tired, like, 13 hours of sleep per day or something. dddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddjhdfggggggggess whoops, I fell asleep on my keyboard. tee-hee

I wonder what happened to Sirianna and Nokoro, though? I would think that they would have posted while I was gone. Mellon has a blog, and people from Yofapia posted while she was on vacation. I hope they’re alright!! [ <:( <–worried face]

Lime showed me some funny videos yesterday. The REAL super Smash Brothers Brawl lyrics. Omelet! and Spinach!. This is the first time I’ve added a hyper link, so forgive me if it doesn’t work. Speaking of new stuff, my Photoshop was being weird. Everything was colored in gray scale, but I fixed it on my own! And I discovered sponge, dodge and burn. What it is, is that the sponge makes it look wet, the dodge makes it look like you painted in watercolors then took a paper towel and blotted some off, and the burn makes it look, well, burned. When my dad puts up my gallery on the website, I’ll show you. Together, these tools make a really good technique for making eyes.

Well, time to learn more new things

-Mango

Nokoro here. Yes, Sirianna is scaring me a bit. What is she talking about. A flying cat, magical necklaces, other planets!!! I guess the new blog has gone to her head.

As the title suggests, I’m bored out of my right mind!!! Against my mothers word (”It’s summer vacation and you shouldn’t be ruining it by constantly working on and thinking about math and science and programming.” At least she understands what I’m doing) , I have been trying to solve the traveling salesman problem. People say it is impossible. No, I don’t expect any of you readers out there to know what I mean. Unless you’re really smart. So i’ll tell you what it is all about.

Ok, so, say you’re a traveling salesman. You have, let’s say, five stops. You know the distance, and you have to figure out the shortest way around and visit them all. Easy enough? You also have to figure out stuff like hotel costs and profits and gas prices and blah blah blah. But, I’m still working on the distance part. Because I started today. And decided to have 12 stops. I’m just smart that way.

But that’s not the point. The point is that I want to know what is going on with Sirianna. I’m a little worried. Either way, I hope that maybe some day I’ll be involved (it sounds quite interesting).

-Nokoro

You will NEVER guess what happened. After I got off the computer and went into the woods to think, the strangest think happened! You’ll never believe me, though, so why do I bother. I bother because this is a blog. Well, here I go…

I was walking through the forest, looking at my necklace, which for some reason I woke up with around my neck. I figured I would’ve choked on it by now, so I had a couple answers:

1) I was still dreaming (another strangely realistic dream, too).

2) My brother played a horrible, cruel, evil, dastardly joke on me.

3) There really IS a realm in danger and I have to save it!

Well, we could all pray that the answer was not 3, but all of the events so far seem to work with that possibility… Darn it.

I sat down on a rock, and began to think about those 3 answers. 1 is kind of possible… 2? nope… 3? Makes sense if you don’t consider anything else…

And suddenly, I passed out [Twilight Zone music] ………………………………………………………..

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*”*`*-*. .*.*’ `*~*’*~ *+* *- `** +*.~”*. –*. + *.*’ +*.~”*. –*. + *.**-*. .**-*. .**-*. .**~

*`*’ *- “*-.* `* *”.*’ `*~* +*.~”*. –*. + *.*”*~ *+**-*. .**-*. .**~* +*-*. + *.`+*.~”**-* (sparkles)

And when I woke up, I was a wolf.

And there was that angel person again!! Telling me to save her world and stuff! Well, at least now I believed her.

She told me more about the realm I had to save, it was called “Hema”. The evil side was called “Hemator”, and the good side was called “Hematoria”. She changed me back to human, and I walked home in a bit of a daze. That was two days ago. Today was worse.

I was sitting in my room, minding my own business, when I heard someone whisper my name.

“What do you want!?” I yelled, figuring it was my brother.

“I didn’t say anything!” He called from his room. That worried me. I looked around and then walked backwards toward my computer, keeping my eyes peeled. I turned on the computer, eager to get my mind off of things.

“Sirianna!” I heard the voice again.

“W-who’s there?” I whispered, closing my door so my brother didn’t bug me about talking to myself.

“Hi! My names Salem!” A brown and tan colored cat crawled from under my bed. I shoved my blanket over my bed. I’M TOO YOUNG TO BE HALLUCINATING ALREADY!!

“Uh… Are you okay?” the cat said. I peeked over the chair and under the sheet at the animal. He was light brown with brown paws and ears and wings. Wait, wings? Ohmigosh that cat has wings!!!

“Uh… Are you TALKING?!?!”

“Yep!!”

“You’re not from that “Hema” place, are you?”

“Yep, I’m from Hema!”

“Great…” And here I am, with Salem, the flying cat who is… HEY!! He’s reading over my shoulder! Beat it! He says: “I’m not a flying cat, I’m a catwing. It’s an unnamed planet species, the world that the realm Hema is on.” Like I care!! Salem is like my brother x10!! Gotta go! Bye.

-Sirianna

Hey. I’m Sirianna. And this is my blog! MWAAA HA HA HAAA!! Ok, it’s Nokoro’s, Emerald’s, Leliphea’s (AKA Mango, but she decided not to use that nickname anymore) , and mine. But I posted first, so I CALL IT!! HA HA HA!!!! HA HA!!! HA!! ha? Anyway, I do owe a bit of thanks to Nokoro for starting it. He’s the math/computer/science geek. See, now my conscience is clear.

Anyway, so I’m posting a little earlier than we expected, but the blog was ready, and I had my password and stuff, and I had a good reason. What would be that reason, you ask? This:

Last night, I had the strangest dream EVER. I mean, I always have weird dreams, but this one was really weird. It was weird because it wasn’t weird. I mean, usually you always have dreams and things just don’t quite fit, or the dream changes on you. Well, the dream I had was all too real.

I was in a forest. An all too normal forest. I came to a shiny, sparkley lake (I like sparkles). A wave rose out of the water, crashed, and there was a beautiful woman with sparkley silver wings. (Cue the Swan Lake music!) She handed me a necklace, and said that it granted me powers which I’ll need to save her realm on another planet. It has been taken over by an evil ruler who has been turning everybody into shadow creatures. Creepy! Then she handed me a stone with the paw print of a wolf. The necklace glowed with a strange blue light. It floated up, out of my hands, and the stone dissolved into the light! AND THEN MY STUPID BROTHER WOKE ME UP BEFORE SHE COULD TELL ME WHAT THE POWERS ACTUALLY WERE!!!

I woke up, and found that I had the necklace with me!!! I decided to sit down, where I am now, and spill out these creepy events. Well, I’m off to go take a walk around the forest behind our house, to think a bit, you know? Well, I’m glad I’ll have a bit of adventure in my life. Can’t wait to tell Nokoro, but don’t tell Emerald. She’d be sooooooooo jealous!

-Sirianna

MAXIMUM RIDE!! AAAHHHHHHHHH!!!! Sorry, I just love that book series. But, unfortunately, I have finished it. Oh woe is me, what am I to do? I have read every book in existence and- AANG!! (loud buzzy noise on game shows they use when you say the wrong answer) 4 words.

1) B

2) L

3) O

&

4) G

mwahhahahahaaahaaah!!!!! Yeah, there’s a blog. Fang’s blog. Not Max (she “writes” the books, as in “writes” I mean James Patterson makes it look like she’s writing but, you get the idea, but they say that they get the author, James Patterson, to write it and they dictate and blah blah blah), well, Max blogs too, and so does Nudge and I think Iggy dictated one, like he could see the screen. He’s blind. He did find out once that he could see stuff against the color white but that was after a while when they started developing new powers and stuff… Oh and he can feel colors!! ANYWAY…

The blog is awesome and awesome and blah blah blaaaaahhhhhh… But its weird because a lot of it happens in the same time period of the books but there is stuff in there that I never read about. Well, that’s the beauty of blogs. (any idea what this is, perhaps?) I mean really, though. They, like, go Trick-or-treating on Halloween and I had NO IDEA!!! It really sucks because they had all these funny pictures and it was, like, a 3 year old entry and THE PICTURES DIDN’T WORK!!! WWWWWwwwaaaahhhhh…

Well, here’s the part where I stop corrupting your brains with information based on the best book series ever and for some very sad sad reason that I am so sorry about (but now you know about it and now you can read it and YAY!!) you to not have your eyes glued to ever tiny speck of ink in those 4 books and hopefully this number will increase and- I could go on…

So… Here’s the fun part!! I’m currently obsessed with Mellon’s blog, which I can’t post the link straight on here but I can email to you if you ask nicely ( ;D ). But seriously, it is pretty interesting!! Oh, and also, sorry I haven’t been keeping up. I’ve been at camp and stuff. In a week or so, I’ll be busy again, because we are going on a 5 week road trip out west!!! I’ll try to keep as updated as possible, but I can’t be too specific and can’t give any “We’ll be in Yellowstone at 5:00 on Saturday” or whatever. But I’ll do my best!!

Maximum Ride… MAXIMUM RIDE MOVIE!!! AHHH!!! He he… Sry… well, there is a movie! … … <:P Kirby!!! OOH OOH OOH !!! pause for a moment. I was doing more reading on Fly On (http://maximumride.blogspot.com), and Nudge (MaxRide character) found some stuff in the net in how to make the blog accessible for blind reader. Now Iggy’s on, too!!! Oh OH! look what I found! SECRET blog entries!!! http://www.bordersstores.com/features/feature.jsp?file=schoolsoutforever

Yawn, well, I’ve read EVERY SINGLE BLOG ENTRY EVER POSTED TO THE PUBLIC BY THEM and now I’m going to die of boredom… Well, I remember one thing! Well, I remember a question, which isn’t necessarily remembering, its more of thinking of or…. never mind. But anawaise… I wanted to know:

Maximum ride characters are not real (duh) But the blog is very interesting. Now, Nokoro has some hand held thingamabob just like my dad which therefore he can access the internet from and send emails and stuff (don’t ask how). Should:

A) I continue posting and let him die of the urge to tell someone about their adventures, Sirianna left her journal at home

B) Let them post and then I die of boredom

or C) Have a very cluttered, messy, and confusing blog with enough fun and adventure and confusing and weird and unusual and unexpected* stuff in it to make Darth Vader laugh.

-Mango

*= Salem attempting to type

Today was pretty fun…

I went to Radish’s birthday party… Jellybean annoyed me out of my mind… I wrote in my journal… I hung out with Lime… But, in order for me to talk about all these things, I might have to update you on my life.

I’m currently obsessed with the book series Maximum Ride. (Check out maximumride.com and maximumride.blogspot.com ) I’m freaking out about the Algebra finals… I got my journal confiscated and the got it back. I’m having grammar problems( i.e. Lime, Lime, don’t worry, I does origami… long story…) and apparently I have some not-being-able-to-remember-anything-anyone-has-told-you-verbally remembering problems. I can remember fine if it’s written down, but noooo!!! It gets annoying. Oh yeah! I went to this writing class thing, and got a cool journal at it, and now I’m using it for sketches for my characters! I’m also writing things I haven’t gotten to yet in my journal but I’m afraid I might forget if I don’t write it down.

here’s a little story I wrote for school:

Chapter 1

“Ok, class, pack up,” says the teacher. I gather up my homework, moving towards the door ready to get out, go to my locker and head home.

“You may go,” the teacher says and twenty students pile out of the room. I pause for five seconds before leaving so I don’t get trampled in the rush to get out. I haul my books out and walk across the hall to my locker, which fortunately isn’t at the end of the universe like some of my other classmates’ lockers.

I pack my stuff into my ripped backpack, haul it over my shoulder and run down the hall to outside. I look around and walk between the buses to the sidewalk heading home. I walk a little while and then realize that I’m bored. I set down my backpack, relieving my tiring shoulder, and looking through the contents of my backpack, I decide on two of the many books, which are actually more of the reason my backpack is heavy than of homework and textbooks.

“Avalon or Circle of Magic?” I ponder on my two most favorite book series, “Avalon it is.” I pick up my backpack again and start to read as I walk down the sidewalk that passes the forest. I start reading about the adventures of the main characters, but I realize that I feel drawn to the forest. I carefully put the book back into my back pack, and hoist both straps over my shoulders. I run home as fast as I can.

“HEY MOM!!!”

“Yes?” A muffled answer calls from somewhere around the house.

“Can I go into the forest? I don’t have any homework!”

“That’s a surprise. Yes, Celina, you may.” She replies, so I dash off to get my sketchbook and a gather up a small bag full of pencils. I suddenly get this strange, ominous feeling in my room, so I grab only the pencils that are in the bag in the first place, close the door and run down the stairs not looking back. I dash out the door, heading to the forest not wanting to waste any time.

I follow the sidewalk back the way I came, looking for the beginning of the forest. I see the stones around it and quickly climb over with the sketch pad and pencils under one arm. I wander away, checking for any signs of a nearby animal. I see wolf and deer tracks, but none are fresh. I sit down by a tree and wait for some wildlife to sketch.

I see nothing, and walk on. I stare at my feet, and then up at the puffy white clouds, thinking about nothing in particular. Then I run into a rock.

“OW!” I kick the rock. “OW!” I limp on, glaring.

I find that my feet had wandered near a cave, and I look around before entering. At first, it seemed dark, but my eyes adjusted and I could see the blue walls, and as I climb deeper, I see glimmering crystals of many colors. I feel suddenly drawn deeper inside, but I stop to peer at the crystals dotting the walls. They appear to be able to fit into the palm of my hand, but I’m not sure. I pry one off, or at least I try to, to get a better look.

Yank!! I got a pretty blue-violet one off. It was so pretty; I stared at it for a long time, forgetting that what I really wanted to do was sketch it. I pocketed it, and ran a little deeper into the cave, seeing what else I could find. I soon heard water, and followed the sound.

Looking down at my feet, I noticed some animal tracks in the dirt. They appeared to be large, like a bear’s, but with longer claws.

“For a second there, I thought I was looking at dragon tracks,” I laughed at myself. I followed these mysterious tracks to where the source of the water was coming from. I walk into another part of the cave, and a light was glowing around a pool. I hear a voice coming form the crystal clear water.

“Celina, you have been chosen,” a feminine voice rings around the cave, and a shadowy figure seems to rise out of the pool.

“W-who are you? Where did you come from?” I ask, quivering where I stood with my heart pounding.

Chapter 2

“Those details are of no importance,” and a sparkling robed woman is in view. She has long silver hair and sparkling pale-blue angel wings. “You have been given the power to view magic, so that you can help to save the realms. You have been chosen to find the humans who can command magic and help restore the dwindling magic before it completely fades away. Hand me the jewel you have.” Something tells me that I have to obey. I hold out my shaking hand, but I feel confidence deep inside me. She takes it, her warm hands briefly touching mine. She closes her eyes, and a light slowly pulses from the stone, shining blue.

My mind is suddenly filled with images of dragons and blue horses, little pixies and hummingbird-like creatures. Fire, water, earth and air coming together, the four magic elements, and I’m surprised that I know that’s what they are called. I snap out of it, and stare blankly as I receive the jewel not noticing that it was now a bracelet fitting tightly around my wrist. I put it on, and move my arm around getting a good look at it.

It looks beautiful, on a golden chain, little gems on every other bead around the chain. This thing could be over a million dollars, but it seems way too important to sell. It appears to be glowing and sparkling, like a misty blue haze settled over it and sparkled like snow.

I looked up at the angel person, and saw suddenly that the same haze had settled over her. I furrowed my brow, wondering now where that could’ve come from. I remember back to what I was reading as I walked home. These sequence of events remind me of the Avalon series. I just love those books, maybe she’s read it.

“You can see the magic now, can’t you? The mist, that’s the human interpretation of magic.”

“The human whatsa-whosit?” I finally say something.

“It’ how humans see magic, although it really isn’t what magic looks like. It’s different for everyone.”

“And what am I supposed to do now?”

“Just go home and start searching for large streams of magic. First I aught to teach you how to communicate with animals, though. They could be a powerful source of magic, too.”

“How come you aren’t doing all of this?” I ask.

“Because my kind has other matters on our hands. My realm is at war, and it was dangerous enough just coming over here. I can’t stay much longer, so I have chosen a mentor for you.” And a light flashed and a little hummingbird-like dragon flew out of the pool.

“HI! I’m Chico! I’m a fairy elf, and I’m going to help you on your quest!” A faint red-violet mist of magic surrounded him . . . speaking of faint . . . and everything was black

Chapter 4

“Celina? Are you awake?” A fairy elf’s voice calls through to my consciousness. “Wake up! Oh dear are you awake by the unnamed planet’s name wake up!”

That got me, “unnamed planet?”

“It’s the planet we are from.” The woman says, “of course if it’s the unnamed planet you can’t really say ‘By the unnamed planet’s name, can you?”

“Ummm . . .” he turns ruby over the scarlet that he was already. I look at him; he is flying in front of my nose. He has fast beating wings, and otherwise looked like a dragon. He has large ears, and large hands and feet. He has two tails, with an arrow-head design on the end.

“You are so cute!” I get up and jump over towards him. He is about the size of a guinea pig, and such a cute color of red.

“Can’t . . . Breath!!” I release him, and he flies around me. “Come on! We are going to start some training now! Bye, Therdith!” He calls to the woman. She waves and spins and somehow disappears into the pool, which I notice has a little yellow-orange magic mist hanging above it. So, the woman is named Therdith?

“Yes, that’s her name,” Chico says as if reading my mind.

“What? How did you know what I was thinking?”

“Telepathy, mind communication and that type of thing, it’s really very simple. All you do is concentrate and imagine sending a message in you mind.”

Then I suddenly hear his voice in my head: ‘See, I’m doing it right now. You can learn to block out telepathy signals, too.’

“Huh? Wa- how? How did you?”

‘You’ll soon find out. Just try, concentrate on me.’ I looked at him, floating in front of me, the light from the crystals shining onto his face. Then I say in my mind: Am I doing it?

Chapter 5

“Yay!!!” He flew in a circle. “I think you’ve got it!! Come on; let’s head to your house.” I dashed down a hill, heading to one of the many exits in this forest that leads home. I stumble, making sure not to drop my sketching stuff. I have a new way to see the world, and looking down at my crystal with the shimmering magic mist, I feel peaceful. I race Chico down the hill, feeling as though I could fly, and I jump the fences into my backyard.

There was an unusual amount of mist around my neighbor’s house, who was my math teacher from school. That’s weird.

“Chico, look! It’s over my math teacher’s house. Do you think?”

“Well, anything is possible when dealing with magic Celina, anything is possible.”

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………sorry

Yes. I know. It has been 3 MONTHS!! Or, at least, I’m guessing. But I’ve not been allowed on to the computer for a long time mostly because I’m getting a B in math. Yeah, yeah, big deal, a B. BUT IT IS A BIG DEAL! you know, B could stand for: Big BIG BIG deal! Bad… boy does this suck, and aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh a B!!!!!!!!! so that is about how I feel. and, you know, I’m in algebra, so it’s pretty big. XO XO XO <- dead face because my mom killed me for the B.

Hey, on the bright side spring break was cool and Lime is on page 100+ on her book. Even cooler, she has planned out up to at least book 4! I’m almost to page 100. almost……………….. I like dots… I also like flavor blasted FISHY CRACKERS! (goldfish) Which I’m munching on now. MUNCH MUNCH mmmmwummy!! -_- ….AARRRGGHH!!! JONAH STOP EATING MY FISHY CRACKERS!!! WAAAAAA!! sniff. WAAHHH!!!! and then, after reading this, he says: here want them back? then I scream, and he says: Are you sure?… I don’t think I need to go into the visual details. >P !! Anyway, I was going to say that all of the WWAAHHH-ing reminded me about my book. The bad guy, Skulmalto, loves cats. I mean, to the extent of extreme disturbance. As in, for Salem. He gets kidnapped, pampered, and dressed up in pink bows and glittery collars and blue booties. And put inside a cat carrier that says Princess. I’ll even type up the text from my book. Ok, first I have to go get it…

snivel. sniff. whimper. This is the absolute WORST day of my life. The WORST. The only think that could be worse than this would to be dead, and I’d rather be dead than to be sitting here wearing a sparkley cat collar, a pink fluffy bow and blue booties to match, and to be inside a pink cat carrier that says “PRINCESS” ON IT! I’d at least be content with “prince”, but no…

“Salem!!” Skulmalto burst through the door.

“AAhhh!!!” I hid in the back of the carrier; the fluffy lavender carpet was sore on my paws. “Don’t touch me! I know karate!” I stood on my paws and waved my paws in the air, unsheathed claws poking through the disgusting booties, doing the best kitty-karate pose I could do. Really, I do know karate, I’m just not good at it..

“Oh! How cute, my Saley-po knows martial-arts! What’s karate?” He grabbed me and spun me around the completely pink and blue and purple room, full of spakley pink doll houses and fluffy cat toys that were actually kind of tempting.

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“Whose room is this, anyway?” I asked as he set me down and picked up a purple mouse on a long string attached to a stick, grinning so stupidly I actually think it rated stupider than Nokoro’s most stupidest smile. I rolled my eyes.

“Oh. Yeah. This room…” he sighed. “I designed it when I first moved into this castle, to be a room entirely devoted to my cat.”

“You used to have a cat?”

“Yeah. It was a girl, as you can tell.”

“What happened to her?” I asked, suddenly feeling sorry for him.

“She ran away and never c-came… back! AAHHH!!!” He slouched over in a sob. I ran over and comforted him… (end of preview thing)