musings of the enigmatic

May 23, 2008

“novel samples”: Chapter 2 Excerpt

Filed under: Novel Samples — thenightsshadow @ 11:35 pm

This part of Chapter 2 follows a winding down from the battle in the previous chapter and some understanding as to who Vargus really is. The excerpt begins a bit over halfway into Kiria’s diary entry, and ends at around when she’s finished writing it. This won’t be a long read, so please comment on areas where I can improve.

If you’re confused with names, I’ll be revealing more about them once I have time.

It was probably when the shield vanished from my hand that I knew this was going to be a hard fight. However, I knew this was all a dream, and so it didn’t matter whether I won or lost. And then I thought back. Back to how just a few minutes ago, that robber had threatened everyone with a knife. My brother and his martial arts teacher were both cast aside very easily, and I didn’t know what to do. So I made up my mind right then and there. I was going to win this fight. Sure, I had fought with a spear only in the dream world, but here it was. And I was in it. There was no way I was going to lose to something my mind made up.

I remember that battle like it was yesterday. It wasn’t the fighting that I remembered best, nor was it the attacks that were used, though I did like that Shield Blaster I pulled on Ralshay. No, it was probably on how I fought, how I put my effort into that battle, how each movement was to be determinant of my survival or defeat. It was the best feeling in my life. The feeling of actually accomplishing something; the afterglow is still with me.

Now that I’m a Hyiforer, I have to give this my all too. Who knows? Maybe this really is a long dream. At least, when I wake up, I would have accomplished something.

Kiria’s ears perked up at the sound of someone knocking at the door. She paused for a moment, holding a breath in anticipation for that simple pitter-patter. Kiria’s ears heard it again, and was convinced this time that the knocker means no harm to Vargus. She quickly signed her diary, closed and locked it, then grabbed a towel, bringing it with her to the door. Her plan was to pretend that she was busy, so that if the person wasn’t the one Vargus was waiting for, she would have an excuse to excuse him or her. She opened the door, and let out her breaths in quick succession. It was Lucille, all right, and a welcome was in order.

“Ah, Lucy, come in.”
“Excuse me, but who are you?”
Apparently, Kiria had completely forgotten that her staying at Vargus’ house was a fact completely unknown to Lucille. She had to find a way to clear the misunderstanding, and fast.

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