Harestin, The Tale Of - 3

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Chapter III

“No! You can’t go!” Hedfeldon stated indignantly.

“Why not?” Answered Harestin calmly.

“Because we need you here helping with the field.”

“It isn’t that hard to watch it grow.”

“You don’t just watch it grow! You have to water it as well, and weed it!”

“So? That isn’t very difficult.” Harestins voice rose as he began to get irritated.

“No, but…”

“You don’t need me!”

“I want you though! Our family has been through hard times, and now I just think that we should all stay together and enjoy what little we have. If you run off, who knows what will happen? We might lose you too!”

“It isn’t just for me! It’s for the town too! Just think! Our town could be like it once was!” Harestins voice softened, “I’d be extra careful, Why can’t I go?”

“Because I don’t want to lose you! I’m older, and I’m saying this for your own good, you can’t go, I forbid it!”

And with that Hedfeldon turned his back and went in the house.
Harestin glared daggers at the door of the house for several minutes, and would have continued had not a gentle paw come to rest on his shoulder, along with the soft voice of his sister, Hadaleen.

“Do you want to talk about it?”

Harestin sighed and with Hadaleen’s paw still on his shoulder walked over to an upturned wheelbarrow and sat down.

“He doesn’t want me to go.”

Hadaleen replied with just a touch of sarcasm. “I kind of figured that.”

“He just doesn’t realize what a wonderful chance this is!”

“He doesn’t want to lose you, he has a soft heart, and all you have is some writing on a map, that may or may not be, just a rumor. He’s afraid you’ll die and then all he’ll have is me, he’s lost so much that I think he’ll just be overcome with grief.”

“I said I’d be careful!”

“You have to realize that you have a reputation for doing reckless things.”

“Like when?”

”Like when you made that wooden glider. Hedfeldon finally persuaded you to at least do it on the cliff by the inlet; he ended up having to swim in to pull you out.”

“I guess, but…”

“But nothing, remember that other time when you made a vine rope and you wanted to swing over that ravine? Hedfeldon again persuaded you to make sure you wouldn’t kill yourself before you actually tried it at the ravine, you ended up sitting on the ground holding on to half a piece of rope. Listen, I don’t want you to go either. But if you do go, be careful, and take plenty of food, you’re a growing hare and I know how much you eat.”
As Hadaleen got up and left for the house, Harestin couldn’t help but think that she knew she couldn’t stop him from going.
He went to bed with troubled thoughts.

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Harestin had dreams that night. Hijlon was falling down. Roofs were caved in. Families were leaving. It was becoming a ghost town.
Then suddenly he was in his own home, his sister lay on a bed, sick, Hedfeldon was kneeling next to the bed, gently dabbing at her brow with a cool cloth. Then he was whisked to a sad gathering of familiar people standing around an open grave. Hedfeldon was crying openly.
A few moments later he was awakening to find a note on the table from his brother.

“Gone to be alone, please do not try to find me, I won’t be back.”
Hedfeldon

He was alone in the house, all alone.

Harestin awoke with a start. He couldn’t let that happen! He had to get The Medal Of Prosperity so their town would be rich enough to have a hospital. Even if it was just some writing on a map, he still had to try.

Hurriedly he got out of bed and put the map and some food supplies into a pack. He grabbed his dirk and canteen as he looked for some paper to write a note on. There; he quickly wrote the note and filled his canteen.
He tiptoed to the door, and wisely took down his bow and quiver of arrows from next to the door. Then he stepped outside into the crisp spring night air.

Taking a deep breath he strode out and began his journey.

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Very uncertain about this, I am trying to come up with a different way to get him on his way.

Does this sound a bit cliche? I mean a dream, whisked to different areas... the whole nine yards. I think it sounds a little unoriginal, I don't like that.

Other than that main concern, all other comments are welcomed as well!
Last edited by RatchetWriter on Sat Nov 10, 2007 4:40 pm, edited 1 time in total.
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Sorry if I sound a bit picky, I am... I know.

First thing is that the dialogue lost me, completely. The start of the dialogue was fine (BTW, anyone know why Firefox tries to inform me that it's dialog not dialogue? I think the programmers need to return to school... oh well, changing language and what not, but I digress.) however, it soon became a ramshackle assortment of words as I lost who was saying what. Where these voices in the characters head (as in there were no images playing out in the dream), or is it supposed to have images included in with it? Basically, I just want more description of the surroundings.


He went to bed with troubled thoughts.


Sentence seems a bit short to me, but it depends on the audience you are writing for really.

Into the second part, I see that the first was not a dream, so I definitely want more description in the first part.

Harestin had dreams that night. Hijlon was falling down. Roofs were caved in. Families were leaving. It was becoming a ghost town.
Then suddenly he was in his own home, his sister lay on a bed, sick, Hedfeldon was kneeling next to the bed, gently dabbing at her brow with a cool cloth. Then he was whisked to a sad gathering of familiar people standing around an open grave. Hedfeldon was crying openly.
A few moments later he was awakening to find a note on the table from his brother.


This all happens far too quickly even if it were to be something as simple as a flashback. Please expand as reading more would be much appreciated.

Hurriedly he got out of bed and put the map and some food supplies into a pack.


Sentence seems rather off due to the use of two ands to describe the actions. Perhaps: Hurriedly he got out of bed, placing the map and some food supplies into a pack.


Hurriedly he got out of bed and put the map and some food supplies into a pack. He grabbed his dirk and canteen as he looked for some paper to write a note on. There; he quickly wrote the note and filled his canteen.
He tiptoed to the door, and wisely took down his bow and quiver of arrows from next to the door. Then he stepped outside into the crisp spring night air.


Pronouns are overused in this paragraph. Don't worry, not being completely mean, I generally leave compliments for the last of the post.


Taking a deep breath he strode out and began his journey.


Breath of what? Salty air, warm summer air, chill spring air, a morning air that brought along the scent of lilacs? Again, this could be fine depending on the audience you are reaching.



Many movies/books use dreams to start a characters adventure. I think it's perfectly fine, but don't stop with just one dream. Perhaps allow the character to began to occasionally have prophetic dreams? Something that at times he'd begin to wonder if they were real or merely imaginings, if they were meant to warn him to do this, or if he was meant to not do it.

Over all, rather well done I'd say. The dialogue is nicely written, and the speech patterns for the characters do not make it monochromatic in nature. My biggest thing is that I want more detail. ;)

As for unoriginal, I leave with this quote.

"There are no new ideas, only re-imaginings."




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Stillgrave wrote:Anyone know why Firefox tries to inform me that it's dialog not dialogue?


It's American. Spelling difference. :roll:

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With this, it was a bit difficult to tell what was happening. It's all dialogue and very little description. And when you do slow down and describe something, it's clunky, and not descriptive. :? It wasn't immediately clear that they're... hares? And they need a hospital so the hero must embark on an epic quest to save his sheltered and oh-so-safe little tow. Sorry, but the plot - if I've deciphered it correct - stinks of cliches. Sorry, but it does.

Ratchet wrote:“Why not?” Answered Harestin calmly.


Small a.


Ratchet wrote:“So? That isn’t very difficult.” Harestins voice rose as he began to get irritated.


Harestins = Harestin's

Clunky. Perhaps, Harestin's voice rose in irritation.


Ratchet wrote:Harestins voice softened,


Harestins = Harestin's

Full stop instead of comma.


Ratchet wrote:"I’m older, and I’m saying this for your own good, you can’t go, I forbid it!”


This is too long. Start a new sentance after for your own good.


Ratchet wrote:Harestin glared daggers at the door of the house for several minutes, and would have continued had not a gentle paw come to rest on his shoulder, along with the soft voice of his sister, Hadaleen.


Really long sentance here. Break it up.


Ratchet wrote:“He doesn’t want to lose you, he has a soft heart, and all you have is some writing on a map, that may or may not be, just a rumor. He’s afraid you’ll die and then all he’ll have is me, he’s lost so much that I think he’ll just be overcome with grief.”


Again, this is really long.


Ratchet wrote:"Hedfeldon again persuaded you to make sure you wouldn’t kill yourself before you actually tried it at the ravine, you ended up sitting on the ground holding on to half a piece of rope."


Here


Ratchet wrote:"But if you do go, be careful, and take plenty of food, you’re a growing hare and I know how much you eat.”


And here. As this is dialogue, it needs to be shorter. When you say something, you don't rattle off a huge long sentance without stopping for breath.


Ratchet wrote:Then suddenly he was in his own home, his sister lay on a bed, sick, Hedfeldon was kneeling next to the bed, gently dabbing at her brow with a cool cloth.


Full stop instead of comma.


Ratchet wrote:He was alone in the house, all alone.


Nix the repetition; I got it. He's alone.


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Use a few spaced asterisks as breaks. * * * * Or lines - - - -


Don't think I'm being all negative; your dialogue is very good. If you could just slow the pacing down and stop and describe things more, it would be even better. :)
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Not bad. You'll have to be very careful to stay away from cliches though for the next chapters. Goodjob.

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Dream

The actual dream aspect is not what makes it cliche or not, it is more of the content of the dream. The dream does not appear as cliche. The use of a dream as a point in which the character makes a decision or has some kind of realization has been done before however. You may wish to alter it if that displeases you.

Overall your Descriptions are lacking. You need to explore the surroundings a bit more, give the reader a better view of where the story is. Avoid repeating words in the same paragraph, it makes the story become dull and uninteresting.

Dialogue is good, it helps flesh out your characters personality. They still need a fair bit of work but at least they aren't totally flat. More of the characters thoughtshelps bring them into a more realistic place. It adds another dimension to their existence.

We hope this crit is of aid to you. Good luck and continue writing.
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