Leap from the grass,
Up through mountains,
Pass the clouds,
And touch the sky.
Where God is born,
And Man would die.
- Taylin Littlel
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March 28th, 2015 A.D, 3:15 P.M, Earth
“What information have you gathered about the traveler?”
“W-well sir you see…”
“Spit it out cur!”
“Sir, we believe the traveler is a friend of Ayn.” The nervous guard finished, standing as stiff and straight as a tower of stone.
“I see. Ready the guard, we leave immediately.”
“Yes sir.” He said as he saluted. He turned and opened the old oak door to the hallway, an uneasy feeling stirring in his guts.
Marken (March), 234 P.V.V (Praeter Vis Vires [Latin] or After Powers), Chelen Cathen, Outer Rim Sector, Andromeda Galaxy, 2.89 Light years from Earth
“Why did they choose us?” Jensen asked himself under his breath. He ducked in cover and pushed his fingers into his ears as a screamer mortar came whirling into his squads cover. He stood and kicked the vibrating shell back into open ground, which was immediately eradicated as the enemies auto fire cannons blasted away. He leaped back into cover as two tracer shells whizzed past him, catching and burning a hole in his sleeve.
“Squad,” their commander yelled “fall back, we have lost this battle!” His voice muffled by his filtration mask. A Whisp Rider had made it through the artillery shells; it was waiting to carry them to safety. He watched as his team piled into the vehicle, bouncing and lowering slightly each time one jumped in. He turned back to the direction of the battlefield, rifle up, waiting to take the life of any enemy that dared come after them. He waited for the call to the ship; instead he was joined by two of his comrades.
“They were going to leave you Jensen, not enough room.” Jonas Kervan, 2nd Lieutenant, and his best friend, said. Jensen looked back to see the Rider moving away on the billowing clouds of whisps that hung on the air. Anger rose up into his vocal cords, and he evoked a scream, almost a roar.
“We volunteered to stay, others did as well, but they took off too quickly.” The other said, Chase Redding, Private, a rookie that should have never had to see the grunge of battle. Jensen rubbed his dirt filled face, his pale green eyes standing out against it. There was no doubt their enemies had seen the Whisper, as the soldiers would call it, riding away.
“Okay boys, I suppose we're stuck now.” Jensen said.
“You sure sir? We could make a run for it.” Jonas suggested.
“Even riskier than fighting, we might as well kill ourselves.” Chase said. Jensen wondered why that kid had even been sent here, he was meant for schooling, and he was too bright to be killed now.
“No choice men, looks like we have to test the new gear.”
“You mean the breathers?” Chase asked.
“Yeah, get your masks off.”
“See you if we wake up guys.” This time it was Jonas, his voice cracked with fear.
“You too Jonas.” Chase replied.
“Wake up boys; I don’t want to die alone.” Jensen said as he removed his filtration mask. The whisps in the air quickly filled his mouth and he choked on the heavy material. He could hear Jonas and Chase choking as well, gasping for air. He heard Jonas drop to the ground, with Chase following quickly.
Jensen laid down of his own will, and wondered if the apparatuses would work, new experimental biotechnology designed to turn the heavy whisps of Chelen Cathen into breathable air. His thoughts were pessimistic as his eyes faded to black. He wondered what dying would feel like.
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The opening poem is one I came up with for the story, just in case you are wondering, and Taylin Littlel is a fictional person.
I wasn't sure where the time should go up in the setting(? not sure what to call the bolded part i suppose) so input on that would be good.
I wasn't sure whether or not this would be fantasy fiction or science fiction, so I decided for here, as the story goes more that way right now.
Just an an idea I had, I always get (what I believe to be) good ideas when i have writers block for other stories. not sure if that is good or bad though.
Hope you enjoyed it!
EDIT: Not sure why the poem only italicizes on the first line, tried fixing it, but to no avail..so ignore that.
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Hey! I'll be your critic today
Hi! I enjoyed this alot, good job! All I would suggest is describing the places a bit more. Also we did not really get to know the characters, we should have started to see their personalities.
PM me with any questions.
xxmimixx
Thanks guys, this was about ten minutes of writing. Good reviews so far I think
I guess I really do need to describe the land and people more, but I'm not sure how to fit it in without it seeming as if I'm intentionally just adding stuff to describe.
Heyy! to me this should probably go to science fiction but its up to you of course! I got a little lost at some parts. Especially when it jumped right from bombs to all of a sudden their talking about chemicals and your thinking that a character is still a rookie... don't be afraid to slow down if it ends up being a little to slow you can always rewrite it.
Hey this is really interesting. I definatly get those same ideas when I have writers block for other stories. I have at least four stories started that haven't been worked on since i thought of them hah.
Anyways, I think this does sounds more science fiction and not fantasy fiction. But I guess I don't know exactly where the story is headed yet so you can make your best decision on that.
There wasn't much i found wrong with it, and im not one for finding all the nit-picky things. It was good, the setting(yeah i dont know what to call it either) helped show where everything was happening.
The poem is all the way italisised by the way.
Well I didn't really see anything too bothersome. I liked it and I hope you find time to keep going with this idea, it has serious potential.
Keep Writing!
Hello! I'm your reviewer today, but don't worry if I get into nit-picky mode.
Okay, shall I get started?
Personally, I think it should be more along the lines of something like this. "Yes,sir,"he said as he saluted.Hmm....try "under cover" because "in cover" sounds not quite right, and you usually hear it as under cover anyway.
You just forgot "was" so I added it here.
Try describing the Whisp Rider instead of just saying what you have there. What is it? What does it look like? Does it fly or is it a land vehicle?
Okay, take out the period at the end of "quickly" put in a comma; make the "t" of "the" lower-case, and add a period at the end of "said."
Same thing with these as the quote above. Except the only difference is that you need to keep the word after your quotations capitalized since they're all names.
Take out "cracked" and change it to "cracking". It reads better this way, at least in my opinion.
Remember what I said two quotes up? Same thing for this one.
Hmm...so far it sounds like science fiction.
Actually, I think it kind of looked good in italics! Haha.
Overall: I thought it was pretty good, but you might want to add some more description of what kind of landscape everyone's in. What the people look like too, might be a good idea. But anyway, if you have any questions feel free to PM me! Keep on writing!
~SOUL~