The screech of a Nazgul. The pain of a wound. That's all I remember. I can honestly say that I can't remember anything else.
They say I am a Chosen, the Prophetess of the Four. They say that all of these worlds that I thought were made up, are real.
They say that I was a great hero, along with my friends, of many worlds.
They say that I can use a 'dreamston
I don't know what to think. I don't remember.
I've forgotten.
They say I am a Chosen, the Prophetess of the Four. They say that all of these worlds that I thought were made up, are real.
They say that I was a great hero, along with my friends, of many worlds.
They say that I can use a 'dreamston
I don't know what to think. I don't remember.
I've forgotten.
Concept Cover, I might/might not use it. Depends on if I find a better photo.
Kinda creepy, but the first chapter {which I have written, yes!}
I will be posting it once I type it up from my notebook.
Mellon. =D (That IS elvish for "friend", right??)
ReplyDeleteI like the one with the hand. It's really cool. :)
Uh, ahem, right. I'm not exactly sure, it's not in the book that I have on elvish. Ahem.
DeleteThanks!