My Writing: Huntingdom’s Manor

I will try to post updates on my writing twice a week, if the internet allow me to. Not fun when it goes out. ☹

 

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Huntingdom’s Manor

Remember me as I am not what I have become, my sweet love.

His words echoed in mind, as I stirred from a deep sleep.

Tick! Tick! Snap! What in the world? I opened my eyes to an unfamiliar

room.

Bells shriek in my head. Where am I?

Someone stirred in a mahogany chair near the fireplace.

Curious, I slipped off the bed.

Wow! I glanced towards the handsome dark-haired stranger asleep in a

sitting position.

Who is he? Fear spread over me. Did we?

“No, my gentlewoman.” His roguish blue eyes met mine.

Why does his accent sound odd? light-headed and weak, I grabbed the chair.

Two strong arms wrap around my waistline. “Easy, you were injured in the

forest.”

What forest?

No matter how hard I could not remember.

“W-where am I?”

“We are in Huntingdom manor.” His blue eyes met mine.

“Huntingdom?” A chill rushed through my arm

“Yes, are you not familiar with the manor?”

Remember! A voice command.

Pain spread through my head. “Ouch!”

“I will get old Merlin.” He informed. “He will check your wounds.”

Merlin?

Strange, she does not recognize him. He gazed towards her Why did she

arrive here?

“Sure.” My eyelids felt heavy.

Blurry images and voices surrounded me.

You need to remember them! A male stated.

“My sweet goddess!” A stranger stated.

My eyes fluttered open.

Blue eyes met mine.

She is beautiful. “Do you know her?” He asked the other stranger.

“No, should I?”

I kept my eyes lower and quiet.

“Lancelot!” He resents his friend sarcastic remark.

He met someone. Ouch! I shrank.

Who did he meet? A gruff male voice answered.

Oh my, her energy is disappearing. “You are in pain?” He acted fast.

His icy fingers touched my temple, I straighten.

“I am checking for pain.” He pointed out. “I found it.”

Warmth surrounded me.

A dark aura appeared and hissed.

“Leave here!” He commanded.

In seconds, the aura disappeared.

Memories raced through my mind.

Oh my goodness the whirl! My heart skipped a beat.

“I will find you, Verona.” A familiar voice echoed

“Your thoughts returned, my beloved child.” He proclaimed.

“Sorcery?” Lancelot glanced towards her.

“Where the stranger from earlier?” I inquired.

Da–! She remembers.

“Who?” Merlin stated. “No, I know the person.”

~~~End of Chapter One ~~~

~~~Note~~~

The name is Huntingdom’s Manor . I  am using a different  name  but auto-correction seems to think it’s Huntingdon  with letter  n.     🤔

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My Writing: Memories of You

A returned visit from a poem I had to rewrite. After reading over again I can now say I am finished with this poem. But never know with me. 🙂

Memories of You
If only I knew
I would have not waited for you

As months flew on by
I tried not cry,
from his lies.

I realize you are not worth a dime
nor my precious time.
With a strong heart,
I take flight
And let your memory fade
into the night.

Memories of You©V.Rose Demet™2016

An idea for one of my work in progress formed.

Have a great week! 😊

 

My Photo: One Crawfish’s Adventure

Okay, I took this photo shot a few years back. After looking at this photo again. I think a short story idea formed from this photo shot.

Mister Crawfish had no idea his luck was about to change nor the outcome..

Will Mister Crawfish be dinner or Have an unusual adventure?  

 

 

An Unsuspecting Crawfish.. Mister Crawfish had no idea, his luck was about to change nor the outcome.

 

Have a great weekend!

 

 

 

 

 

 

My Writing: My Final Poem

Okay, I have to admit as sudden as my poetry writing mood appeared, it suddenly faded away. Until next time…

Last but not least. A poem about unknown fear..

~~Her Fears Into The Unknown~~

She enters the dark forest with fear

Each steps she takes, she hears

Screams and echoes, “Don’t go!”

“You should not be here.”

But she keeps going farther

Into the dark forest

A mist forms around her

She hears a very low sound

She steps into the center of the forest

Everything is quiet now

Has she found what she’s

Been searching for at last?

She reaches a crystal case

There, a young maiden sleeps

She hears a weep as the crystal case

Melts from the touch of her fingertips

Now, she sees the fair maiden’s face

And recognize herself.

Her eyes open, the dark forest

Turns into a golden forest.

She has overcome her deepest fears

Into the unknown…

©V. ROSE DEMET ™2016

Have a great weekend.   🙂

 

My Writing: Revisiting My First Prologue

My Writing: Revisiting My First Prologue

Oh, I am having one of those days where everything, I read looks awful including some of my past posts. Which means some posts from the past, will be making a few appearance in the future.

Anyway, when I wrote this post, I was unsure about the Prologue title or page numbers. Each time I read the Prologue pages, there was something wrong with the paragraphs. This gave me a headache and bugged me. But after reading once more, I decided I had to cut a lot of pages.

Anyway, here is my work in progress.

Prologue: The Curse

The wind whipped through my long auburn hair. I stood before the one who betrayed my family. My eyes met his bitter blue eyes.

“I ask you once more, Grandmother.” The bearded man replied. “Where is the stone?”

“I will never tell you, John.” I replied.

“Old woman, you are foolish.” A young blonde woman commented next to her.

“No, you are the foolish one.” I stated. “For those who marry your children shall be cursed.”
“She must be mad!” The crowds exclaimed.

The young king swung towards them. “Silence!” He roared out. “Your words mean nothing to me, Grandmother.”
“Oh, you should, John.” My green eyes met his. “Each night green eyes shall visit you.”
“We have our mystic to break any curse you cast upon us, Grandmother.”
I glanced towards the stranger. He had black magic within him. Only mine was more powerful.
“No mystic can get around this curse.” I answered. “Only 13 noblemen shall break this curse.”
“Enough!” He exclaimed. “Get rid of her.”
“With pleasure, Sire.” The hangman replied. He grabbed his victim with his strong arms.
I discovered the black atmosphere surrounded him. Something dark and ancient was in the air, I glanced towards the stranger. “You’re a dark one.”
The hangman placed the noose around her neck, the crowd glance with interest. While others began to laugh, drink, and dance. 
Oh my! It’s an enchantment spell! I thought. 
In, the shadowy corner of the castle’s walls. An archer shot a pure golden arrow and pierced the rope. Before anyone could react. A thick blue mist formed around she  as she vanished.
The stranger turned towards the crowd, the archer vanished. While a dark shadow formed around the crowd. No one saw it, nor known their faith that evening. The sky turned dark reddish and blueish.  A Griffin formed in the distant cloud. 
Her curse rang through out time.

I think I will keep my new Prologue for now. But never know with me.

https://firefly1275.wordpress.com/2013/09/18/prologue-and-ideas-part-2

 

Last but not least here is a photo shot, I took of the sunset a few weeks ago. I zoomed in for an angle shot. I think this photo shot came out okay.

A very cold evening in Southwest Louisiana

My Writing: Poetry Takes Over Part 2

Okay, I have to admit once I started writing my ideas, I could not stop until I had three more short poems written down.  The only thing bugging me now, is the fonts size and color in my photo I used.

Another short poem…

Secrets She Hides

Before you judge her

Glance deep within her eyes,

If you see sadness and loneliness

Then you’ll know the secrets she hides

My Writing: A Short Preview

Okay, I admit I was going to leave my writing alone until after the holiday. Well, I realized one thing that was not going to happen I need to write. If I am not writing my work in progress, I am thinking of my future goals. I am taking very small steps before a giant leap.

Anyway here’s a sneak peek of my work in progress, that will offer new clues to Verona’s meeting with Robin, who has dark secrets.

Thought the misty forest he emerges. His heart is bitter for revenge on those, whom did him wrong. He steps forward towards the lake with his bow is in his right hand. His beast is ready for food. He halt, the icy wind slams into his face. My goddess!

There on the lake’s edge lies a young brunette woman. Ready for the lake to claim her once more.

She felt two strong arms around her waistline.
“Don’t move, Child.” A deep voice replied. “I’ll have you safe in a minute.”
You cannot keep her safe for long, Robin. A sinister voice in the distance stated.
Be gone you sinister, B….!
He threw his hands into space. His beast hunted now.

He lifted the young maiden and  entered his forest once
more. 
Aaron watched Robin carried Verona into the misty forest. He stepped through the dark shield, the forest allowed him entrance. He is the ancient one.

So, They are after him.

Dark green eyes meet his violet eyes. “You may pass ancient old.” A woman replied, “Keep them safe.”

Now, we know where Verona went to. But is she safe with Robin?

 

 

My Writing: Epilogue

Okay, I have to admit when I first started writing this rough draft on post I was not sure I would finish editing it. Well, I proved myself wrong. After months of writing and editing this rough draft, I finally finished. Little sad to see this story end(for now that is.) And happy to be finally finish with this part.

 

Epilogue

Deep in a cavern a mist formed. A hooded man appeared. “She is in Sherwood.”

Hiss came from the dark corner. “My followers will find her and the keys.”

He bowed to leave. He hated this place and time.

“Is there more to report?”

“A younger woman appeared.”

Fiery eyes opened. “Who?”

“I do not know. I sensed darkness within her.”

“Her?” It hissed.

“Yes. A teenager with strange sword skills.” He cautioned.

“Her name?” It hissed furiously.

“Goes by Raven.” He replied.

Grr.. Came from the corner. “Find her.”

Okay, I will admit one thing the hooded man may or may not be Arthur. (Work in progress.)

 

Now, my next step is to leave this draft alone for a few days or weeks. Then read over and edit again. But never know with me.  I might decide to add a few other work in progress.

No matter what others say. Always follow your dreams… 

 

 

 

My Writing: Chapter 21

Okay, after going over this chapter about three times, I can finally move on to the next chapter. For now I will leave this  chapter alone.

Chapter 21: Vampire Mistress
“I do not believe this!” Bailey roar. “Haven’t Modron done enough damage! ”
“You know of this person?” Arthur kept his eyes on Verona.
“Yes, he was a dark one.” Bailey said with a sober tone, “He disliked my clan and the supernatural.”
“Vampires tried to capture him for centuries.” Mordred said.

“Who is he?” My right forearm was hot.
Arthur gasped.
Dark flames rose before my eyes, images of men, women, and children in rags were a large cage. Something held me from seeing what made the eerie scream. Behind my back.
“You’re not supposed to be here, Verona!” a male voice echoed. 
My heart race, I turned to see two familiar faces. Lancelot and Bors stood in front of me.
“Beware of…” They trail off and faded away.
“Verona!” Arthur grabbed her arms. (Okay, this paragraph I will be looking over again. I want to show not tell.)
Arthur’s words did not break the strong force that pulled me towards a cobblestone door with Runic symbols.
“You must awaken your power, Princess.” a child with long straight brown hair said to me.
I heard familiar voice. “Let her go!”
My life flash before my eyes from my childhood to my adult life. I blinked and stared into familiar dark eyes.
Aaron entered the office with news, he came to a halt. Something with higher power as his drained her spirit.
No, not again! He summoned his inner beast.
Who is he? I noticed a dark purple dragon shield him.
I stood in this an ancient garden with a young brunette woman; she wore an elegant sea green gown. We resembled. “You must save us, Verona.”
The dark serpent appeared and sink his claws into her body. A sharp pain shot throughout my entire body. His red eyes were upon me.
“One of the guardian of Avalon here.” My hand shot with pain.
“I have plans for you, Verona. This time you won’t get away.”
My vision cleared now. “He took…” I met the stranger who stared. “Why is it icy in here?”
Bailey sensed a higher power one of old an ancient and glanced towards the stranger. He felt uneasy.
Aaron seen the dark aura behind her. “Mordred, you have company.”
My senses became alert, my hand went up, “What is in this office be shown to me.” 
Bailey knew the spell she spoke of, but she was forgetting one important thing.
“D****t Verona.” he roared, “You need a protective field.” His guardian hid them from this danger.
The aura became a five foot eight, a full figure brunette woman, clan in a long black leather dress. A ruby stone necklace shape as a bat nested on her black v shirt opening.
“Hmm, we meet again, Verona.” She tried to pinpoint on who Verona with no luck.
I stared towards her, whom I met at Huntingdom manor. What was her name?
“Adora.” Mordred said to the woman, whom betrayed him and those he loved.
Remember who she was to us! A voice echoed in my mind.
“Oh Mordred, I should have known you were going soft for this woman.” she replied.
“You turned him into what he is!” My right hand stuck her across her face leaving a red mark.
Her eyes widen with pain. “Who are you!” She hissed showing her fangs.
Mordred stepped in between them. “What do you want here?” 
“Why should I tell you what Geoffrey told us.”
Mordred many talents could sense beings crossing through time. The traitor was hiding on Moon Isle. “If you do not I might let Verona give you another mark or find your faith as old Maggie
Her eyes widen! “So, the rumor is true!”
Mordred grabbed her arms. “What was true?”
“Morganna enchantment spell is fading off, no thanks to her.”
An image of Morganna tied up in the tower appeared before my eyes. My eyes narrowed. “She was lying. Nicholas!”
The dark shadow appeared next to Mordred with a golden dagger, I pushed him away. A blue mist formed around me as I vanished.
Adora let out an evil laughter, “She’s his at last.”
Bailey shield vanished, his eyes met the brunette woman who destroyed his sister those many years ago. 
“She will never be his.” Aaron stepped forward, Adora vanished.

Okay, in this chapter I wanted to shake things up a little with Verona disappearing act. It seems that Verona cannot stay in one place for long.  

Now, to the next chapter, before I decided  to delete one or two paragraphs. 

 

My Writing: Chapter 18

Okay, I have to admit this Chapter had to be rewritten, which is still bugging me a bit.  However, for now I will keep this Chapter.  But never know with me . Also, I may have overlooked some grammar and spelling error.

Here is a question, Ever had one of those days, When one or two paragraphs just did not fit into the scene or just stare at the computer screen and nothing comes to mind.  Well, that’s how the past few weeks have been for me.

 

Chapter 18: Friend or Foe 

He entered the Runic circle, which was hidden between Sherwood Forest entrance way and the only way to reach Mystic Lake. He felt the powerful presence each day. A temptation he had to resist each time he entered Sherwood Forest. However, he now knew the truth of his birth. He would fight Morganna all the way with one dangerous being by his side.  (Okay, it’s this paragraph that’s been bugging me for the past few weeks. I wanted to show more.  For now I will keep this paragraph.)

The mysterious, evenly tan, dark hair stranger with a mystical dragon’s eyes tattoo, on his back, was in a trance. His dark eyes opened to the sound of dead leaves. Something was heading their way.  He glanced towards Mordred then towards the forest. He felt The darkness moving closer than ever before. It was on the hunt. (Okay, this paragraph will be rewritten I want to show more. 

His eyes narrowed by the sight of the figure, whom wore a green cloak running out of the forest.  What was Robin… No, it cannot be! He left his spot quickly.

With dull pain building up in my left side, I kept on running and jumping over dead logs without glancing back. Once I made it through the forest, I found myself in a golden field with flowers surrounding me. I felt a strong pull towards pure energy, I glanced towards the source. There stood Mordred and a mysterious dark haired male, in a stone circle.  

Grr!!  Sounds and running came from behind me.

“Nicholas help me!” I screamed tripping over a log, tired I closed my eyes   the darkness took hold of me.

Where’s Merlin? Mordred was slow to reach her, as her legs gave away.  His old friend wasn’t, now he held her tightly within his arms. 

“Why was your mother’s pet after her.” His eyes glowed was fury. He needed to hear the truth, “Where the he** was Merlin? “(Okay, some words I spell out but not in my posts.)

Mordred glanced towards Morganna’s pet, whom once was a human. Now, cursed to live as a werewolf. The huge beast appeared in the clearing only to step back into the forest.

The creature, let out a long and eerie howl alert the others.

Six figures appeared, he glanced towards the one whom, held Verona protectively. “We need to get her out of here now, Aaron.”

Mordred had never used his real, which meant Mordred knew  how serious this was. Their only escape from this evilness was to summon an ancient power. He had to work fast, ” I need to put her…”  He noticed the woman with auburn hair, in a sea green dress standing near the lake.  “So, you make an appearance again.”

Mordred glanced towards the woman, whom been his enemy for years came forward.

Her green eyes meet his. “I will help you, Mordred.” She said then to Aaron, “Keep her safe, Ancient One.”

 An ancient one! Mordred met his allied sober expression.

With these words they were transported to a different time and place.

Merlin felt the strong energy towards the Lake as he, Lancelot, Bors, and the mysterious stranger battled the six  huge Creatures. Modron had escaped once more.

From the distance a howl was heard. The creatures left.

“Where did they go?” Bors asked to Lancelot.

“Come on we need to get to the Lake….”  A sharp pain went within his side. The dagger had reached its mark.  His brown eyes met his friends, then the owner of whom held the dagger.

An evil smirk appeared on her face, meeting his shocked expression. “At long  last your interference is done for at last.” With this she mysteriously vanished.

The wind became violent with fury as he fell to the ground only he did not touch the ground. Instead, he vanishes.  (Okay, I may have to look over this sentence once more. It’s bugging me.)

“No!” They screamed in unison.

It took a few seconds for the shock to sink in.  “We lost a good friend”  Bors broke the silence..

“No, he is not lost.” The Hooded figure with an accent said, “Only in another time.”

“But that dagger.”  Bores said, glancing towards his friends sober expression.

“All in good time, you’ll know the truth.” A woman’s voice echoed.

Okay, I wanted to make this Chapter  a little more intriguing with  a new character, whom has connection with Verona and Merlin’s past.

Now, I am heading towards the next Chapter, before I decide to rewrite the third to last paragraph once more.