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The Chaos Flame

by Garland


THE CHAOS FLAME

Ever since I was little I was made fun of for not having powers my parents would not allow me to use them so I trained with the golden claws that my father gave me before he died. And when I was ten my mother or so I thought she was told me of my real parents and my powers since then I have grown I’m now sixteen and will no longer hide my powers from the world they’ve become more than just powers there a part of me they’ve changed my hair from light brown to a black as dark as midnight and my eyes were royal blue but now there black with a purple tint when I woke up this morning I thought it would be the best day of my life I finally found the courage to ask rose out she was waiting for me at the far end of the pond were we spent most of our time I got half way there when I ran into a parade to honor the king and was forced to go the long way after twenty minutes I arrived at the pond and as I looked across it I seen rose but there was someone else I ran to her but the man that I had seen from the other end of the pond was a guard a drunk guard and he was on top of rose he had stabbed her for not allowing him to rape her I rushed to her the guard laughed as he watched her die in my arms I stood and turned to face the man the dark fire began to swirl around us than it sped toward us we were both injured but not dead I made my way back to rose and placed her on my back I could not let the women that I love lie dead among the bugs in the mud I took her home then ran home and locked myself in my room and cried all I could hear was my mother’s voice saying This power is so great that all with it are condemned to death for fear that its evil will consume them if this power is that great then why couldn’t I save her the question rang in my head for hours I changed my chard burnt clothes then sat down the thought of rose being gone was too much for me to handle as I sat and wondered how life would be without rose there was a large bang as my door fell into ash then the captain of the 8th district captain Zaria walked in “your under arrest for the murder of Rose Anvilis and attacking a guard of the 7th district will you come or do we have to take you I stumbled back ward to the open window then jumped to the tree that grew next to the house as I climbed down captain Zaria shouted Raphael you’ll die here he leapt from the window into the tree then to the ground I was already surrounded by his men when he caught up there was no way out by now all of the gates would surely be covered I had no choice but to fight he told his men not to interfere he wanted to kill me himself I raised a wall of flames between me and him then turned to the men behind me and sent the flames towards then ran as the men scattered after a short distance I lost the guards and went into the sewers when I went back to the surface it was dark I wandered the allies till I came to the northern gate as I hid in the shadows I seen the guards’ searching all of the houses trying to find me as I sat and watched a man slowly walked up behind me he cleared his throat to get my attention as I turned a metal wall sprang up behind me I swirled my black fire around the man he asked me to wait I lowered the flames he said” excuse me if I scared you I’m clay my brother can help you to train your dark powers but first you must get to Talvec” I was confused this man he’s a guard “why are you helping me “ cloy smiled and a single tear spilled from his eye then ran down his cheek “I know how much you cared for my sister no one with a heart as pure as yours could hurt someone they love so much ill help you get out of HawkShire but that’s as far as I go” we walked along the gate till we came to a door I walked through the wind started to howl as I walked there was no one to hold on to and tell me everything would be okay I was all alone as I pasted through the valley that lie just before the bridge fog began to rise and I saw Rose she told me that no matter what happened she would always be by my side the night was no longer cold I could feel her warmth when I began to cross the bridge two men jumped from behind the pillars that held it I used my fire to knock one man of the bridge but the other man hit me from behind with his sword I fell to the ground then a man appeared


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Tue Jan 12, 2010 1:32 pm
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#004000 ">This definitely has potential- but it needs a lot of work punctuation-wise. There are so many easy ways to tell where to start a new paragraph. I'll make a boring list:
1. Every time someone new talks hit the enter key to make a new paragraph.
2. Every time you change the scene or skip to later on.
3. Your own judgment. Sometimes you can make a new paragraph to make a sentence stand out. For example:
Bob thought he would be safe now.
He was wrong.
See?
Okay moving on to punctuation. (wee!)
Bob was hungry he wanted to go home but he couldn't because he got lost in a store the store was big and there were too many aisles in it when he asked for help the man ignored him and then walked away Bob felt sad.
That is called a run-on sentence. It's hard to read isn't it? But it's really easy (and often fun) to add periods. commas, question marks? and exclamation points!
Here is the same sentence fixed up:
Bob was hungry. (that's a sentence) He wanted to go home, (comma) but he couldn't because he got lost in a store. (period) The store was big and there were too many aisles in it. (period) When he asked for help the man ignored him and then walked away. Bob felt sad, he thought he'd never get home. (added idea)

Okay that's all I'm going to do today. Please don't be discouraged, just try to make this easier to read. Then it will be really good. Thank you for asking me to review. Keep writing. :P


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Wed Dec 30, 2009 12:48 pm
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Hi Garland,

Reviewing as per your request.

I'm afraid I had difficulty with this story. It's riddled with spelling and grammar errors: the very first sentence has at least two. You seem to be aiming for past tense, but the story frequently lapses into present. Your use of speech marks for reported speech is confusing. For me, the story becomes almost unreadable at times because of the lack of basic skills like grammar, punctuation and spelling -- I stopped reading just before the giant block paragraphs of death. I suggest a thorough proofread to ensure a polished, professional presentation.

I found my enjoyment of the story was impaired by point of view problems. Point of view is about the character through whose eyes we perceive the story, and also about how deep into his mindset we get. The opening line, "Our story begins", seems to be from the point of view of an omniscient (all-seeing) narrator -- except the narrator never recurs, so I wonder if it's a mistake. It also breaks the third wall and reminds us that we're only readers reading a story, which for me damages immersion and suspension of disbelief. When I read a piece, I don't want to be reminded that it's only fake: I want to be immersed in the story, experiencing the protagonist's thoughts, feelings and perceptions.

Raphael seems to be at least nominally the protagonist, but there is frequent head-hopping into different points of view such as his mother and the bounty hunters. Point of view feels very shallow: we don't get to see what people are thinking, feel what they're feeling, understand how their experiences and beliefs colour their perception of the world. In addition, there's absolutely no surprise when we can see everything coming. The fight scene on the bridge might have been more of a shock had we not been warned in advance.

I wish that there was more characterisation in this piece. The bullies seem like a cheap way of getting reader sympathy. Practically everything I read here at YWS is about a heroic protagonist being unjustly bullied by mean people, and not only am I getting bored with it, I think it's cheating. These bullying characters are just cardboard cut-outs. They don't have names, faces, personalities. They don't have real reasons to bully the protagonist. They're just a gimmick the author is using to build reader sympathy. But I can't raise any real sympathy for a protagonist who's being harassed by one-dimensional non-characters.

Can you fill this bullying role with a three-dimensional character who has a real reason to bully Raphael? For example, perhaps Raphael accidentally misused his powers in the past and really hurt and scared this person, and so the person feels powerless and needs to reassert their power over him by bullying him. If you can't, can you achieve the effect you want without this stereotypical bullying?

Another reason why I'm not sympathising in the least with Raphael is his response to the bullying. I can totally imagine that a bullied character might bottle up his fury and frustration until he finally snaps and lashes out in a fury. But I'm really not feeling that here. Raphael doesn't lash out. He executes a deliberate plan to permanently cripple the bully. It's as if he got some rope and tied the bully down and sawed off the bully's arm with a hacksaw. You even mention how the bully "cried and begged". I found this response wildly disproportionate: all the poor guy did was call Raphael some names, and then Raphael maimed him for the rest of his life. (I keep adding italics because it makes me go :shock:.)

I'm worried by the way that the whole story treats this action as justified. Raphael feels no shame, no guilt, no remorse. His mother isn't horrified by his reaction, she isn't ashamed of him, she isn't devastated that the day she's long feared has finally come to pass, she doesn't ask herself what she did wrong to raise him this way. Her reaction to seeing her son cripple another boy who's begging for mercy is ... to send him to the library.

This characterisation is a deal-breaker for me. I wouldn't read on after this scene.

As the story progresses, I also encountered some realism issues with the characters. For example, I found the lack of secrecy about Clay's "secret life" unrealistic. People who live secret lives don't spill all their secrets to a stranger in public where anyone could be listening. How did Clay survive this long if he's willing to tell anybody and everybody about his "secret life"? Is there nobody listening in? Isn't Clay at all nervous about speaking in public about overthrowing the king?

The whole bounty hunter scene felt confusing and unrealistic to me. They're hunting Raphael and attack him, but then for some reason they have to ask him what his name is. Didn't they know already? If not, why did they attack him? Why are they even engaging in conversation with their target? Presumably targets will say anything to get out of being captured. Isn't it better to just seize him and go? Why does even one of them buy into Raphael's unspecified plan?

While we're on the realism wagon, the library rang my alarm bell pretty loudly. Why is there a publicly accessible library in a medieval village? Where did Raphael even learn to read? In a time before free public education and widespread literacy, I really doubt that Raphael or his mother would be able to read. In a time before printing presses turning out cheap mass-produced books, each book was a lovingly created and incredibly valuable work of art. So I doubt that Raphael's mother would work in a library full of them.

I also had a concern about Raphael's magic. You call it "amazing" and "great", and it certainly seems that way. Raphael is able to easily dispose of every problem that comes his way. He can set things on fire, he can lock people's powers away, he can create giant metal hands, etc. He never gets tired because the magic is exhausting, he never makes mistakes, his power seems to be limitless. That makes me wonder why he doesn't resolve all his problems with magic. If he can do all this, why does he struggle to escape the village? From my perspective, he could just make himself invisible -- or he could teleport himself to the meeting place. So the story begins to feel illogical for me.

The easy way to fix this is to give his magic limits and consequences. It's exhausting to use, or he can only use it once a day, or it hurts him, or he can only destroy and nothing else. That would mean that Raphael faces real problems without the easy fix of magic, creating real tension and threatening to have real consequences.

As I said earlier, I got less than halfway into the story because of the rampant grammar errors, but I did note that the plot seems to be generic. Young man with immense power must flee home village and overthrow king: that describes just about every fantasy out there. A generic plot can be enlivened with great execution -- a unique and compelling twist that makes me want to read on. At the moment, I'm not sure why I would read your story instead of the many other versions of this familiar plot. You might want to think about what makes your story different and fascinating.

Overall, I feel that the story seriously suffers from basic grammar and spelling errors, and there are a host of characterisation issues which impair my enjoyment of and belief in the story. I need characters whose emotional reactions are believable and proportionate, and I need to sympathise with the protagonist instead of thinking he's a sociopath.

Hope this helps, Garland. I admire your courage in asking for a review. :P

Cheers,
Karsten




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Tue Dec 29, 2009 11:01 pm
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Well for starters yea I'm gonna agree with the guy's post above me. You need to split those HUGE paragraphs up they're scary. Anyway, when you revise your writing's you should end up with less than what you started when you free wrote.

Um...Also, you use a story book style opening at the beginning with the whole "Our story begins thing" I won't say it's bad but it makes the story omniscient from the start so it becomes like one of those opening intros to a star wars movie to me. Ya know? It's a little harder to dive in. I can tell you have a lot of ideas in here especially from the amount of writing you've got here. All I can suggest for now is that you cut this down a bit. Spread out those paragraphs and it'll make it easier to read. Other than that. Not too bad.




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Mon Dec 28, 2009 11:45 pm
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Hello, please allow me to be your first reviewer. Well, I'll be honest. This story has some good potential, but unles you practice good grammar, it will never be as good as it could be. There are many parts where you bring in a speaking part in an odd way.


The man cleared his throat then said
“I’m clay, and no we live a secret life in talvec to avoid a second war.

well, I suggest that instead of doing something like this, you should put something more like this.

The man cleared his throat then said,“I’m clay, and no we live a secret life in talvec to avoid a second war.



I suggest just making it into another paragraph like that, or something like that. And also those two big paragraphs are a bit of a push away. It might be a good idea to try splitting them up into mulitple paragraphs, or try to trim them down a bit.

Now, my last bit of revieing is mainly about how you present my ideas. I've read stories written like this before and sometimes it's jsut hard for me to follow. I'm sure that if you correct your grammar then that will help, but you still need to revise through it, maybe changing up a few parts, adding some more description or adding some similes and metaphors and what-not. Here's one place about what I'm talking about:

Our story begins on Raphael’s sixteenth birth-day; he’s tall with dark green eyes, black hair, and gifted with amazing power. This power is so great that all with it are condemned to death for fear that its evil will consume them, and so Raphael’s parents made him keep his power hidden from the world.

Now, of course it may just be me, but I kind of feel that you are thrusting your character's description onto me. Maybe you can start it off more like this:
Our story begins with a a tall boy named Raphael on a day that is normally special for teens; his sixteenth birthday. His eyes were shadowed in a dark, eerie green color, like that of a tree at night, and his hair was the color of that of a raven's feathers'. This boy had a power like none had seen in many a time, but with it came the fear from many.

I know that might not be much better. Actually, I am probably doing the same thing I was saying that you were. But, I'm pretty sure you get the idea. You can also try bringing up the special occasion or his description in the dialoge, or through some of his actions, like: "His black hair flew in his face as he ran doggedly," or, "His dark green eyes glinted as he looked into the sun, hovering on the horizon."

Okay, now I'm done. I hope I helped in some way and that maybe sometime you make a revision and it turns out to be great.





Remember when dad's shoulders were the highest place on earth and your mom was your hero? Race issues were about who ran the fastest, war was only a car game. The most pain you felt was when you skinned your knees, and good byes only meant tomorrow? And we couldn't wait to grow up.
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