Okay, this is a gift to all of you here in Planet Tolkien, I'm going to begin writings of my book-project, and I'll post the parts of it unto this thread, as I succeed to write more. Some of the acts are not so long, but they should be able to tell enough. I didn't plan to do this, but I can assure you that I'm more than happy to share this story with all of you, since it's going to be my longest up to date. Let it be a masterpiece!

Enjoy!

 

The Gathering of Lost Spirits

 

Act I : The Creating of Netherworld

 

'And after the war had ended, three temples were built to honor the last creators of Netherworld. And these temples were named after three of the most powerful beings ever to live: Daernath of Crystal Rain, Caeron of Lost Stars and Thaeros of Timeless Moon. And these three beings were the last of those, who the mortals of this world used to call.. The Abyssal Lords.'

'But it hadn't always been that way.'

'Long ages ago, an unknown race found their way to a planet, which had no life upon it, and they decided to take the planet as their own. Their community was vast, and they all possessed different kind of powers, and had a very unusually long age, because they could live for thousands of years without aging at all. At first, they were called: 'The Lords of Nether', and they named the planet after themselves, and thus; The Netherworld was born.

'Their shared joy and peace lasted for many ages, but finally, a few of them decided to take the matters into their own hands, and all of the three took new names, and executed a plan that would drive all of the other Lords of Nether out of this world. And those three (Daernath, Caeron and Thaeros), they came to be known as: 'The Abyssal Lords.'

'And in all secret, those three developed weapons of great power, and learned new abilities and a way to control the energies of the abyss that surrounds The Netherworld. And not long after that, the great war began. The Abyssal Lords gained many servants and former Lords of Nether to fight by their side, but the original Lords of Nether were also very powerful, and they didn't want to leave without a fight. But after endless clashes between them and their servants, only thirty Lords of Nether remained, and they had to surrender and leave The Netherworld, and if they ever should return back, they would be shown no mercy.

After the war ended, they assured to their servants and to the other beings of The Netherworld, that they would rule wisely and peacefully, but like every snake, all of the three lied. Even though they continued to shape new lands and races from the elements of nature, their souls had been corrupted by the dark energies of The Abyss, and only time would show their true nature for all the dwellers in The Netherworld to see. They even built great temples, so everyone could go there to worship them, but those temples weren't designed to be sanctuaries or any of that matter..

They were created to be the final resting places for those, who decided to follow The Abyssal Lords..'

'But many of us still believe that one day the remaining Lords of Nether will return to claim back their planet, and only then this world will see it's final age.. The Age of Everlasting Peace.. But none knows if that day will arrive or not.'

 

Act II :  The Story of The High Priest of Daernath

 

Spoken by the shadow of a priest:
'Listen to the wind, my child, it wants us to find something..
Something that has been lost for over a thousand years..
Yes.. It used to be a temple.. Hidden from the eyes of mortals..
It always rained.. And sun never shone through those thick, dark blue clouds..
That darkness.. It frightened us.. And one day.. We all abandoned the temple..
But we lost something.. Something very important and precious..

We tried to unlock the secrets of crystal rain, but we all failed..
We tried to find the idol of timeless moon, but instead of finding it..'
We lost.. Ourselves..'

'But.. These three temples were abandoned and after hundreds of years had passed beyond the walls of time, none remembered the locations of them.. Save one.'

'We all used to wear the dark robes of whispering winds.. Yes.. They gave us will to sacrifice.. For more power.. We served Daernath.. He sent us to protect his temple.. He told us to steal the idol of timeless moon.. But we all failed.. And despite our failure, he told us that our lives would be spared.. But he lied.. And he ripped the souls from our bodies.. And devoured them with fury.. And after that, we had no choice, but to obey him.. No own will.. Eternal torment.. He ordered us to spend the rest of our lives inside the temple of crystal rain.. And he cursed us.. If we would ever try to escape.. Insanity would kill us.. Haunting shadows.. Beings without a name.. He had a secret.. But none of us knew it.. All of the other priests are now dead.. I've survived as a spiritual entity.. And now The Abyssal Lords exist no more, but the sources of their powers still do exist..'

'The Three Temples of Infinity..'

 

Act III : Death was his freedom

 

Our days were so cold.. Our bodies so weak and old..

No matter how many times we tried to escape.. Those shadows wouldn't let us to leave..

Their screams made our eyes to bleed.. Their whispers were more worse than any of our fears..

We found Daernath's mirror.. But I lost my eyes, when I looked at it.. It blinded us all..

Darkness took hold of our minds.. We tried to escape.. But there was no way out.. No doors to open..

Only broken glass.. And blood.. I died by the hand of one of our priests.. But I didn't die.. No..

I found a way to release my spirit..

 

I remembered that I had a child.. But she died too..

So, I resurrected her spirit.. And gave her a new form..

She told me that she wanted to defend this world from the powers of darkness.. She wanted to become a god..

And I wanted to grant her that wish.. So, I took her to The Temple of Lost Stars..

There the maiden of timeless moon helped her to fall into eternal sleep, and in time, she would be powerful enough to challenge the lady of shadows herself.. But before that day, she would've to reach a state, where her mind is linked with the natural energies of this world, and after that, those energies should heal all of her wounds, strengthen her senses and will, and give her nearly all of the powers of The Lords of Nether..

I never truly trusted any of the three lords, but Thaeros was the only one of them, who didn't want to harm any mortals, and thus, he left his most trusted servant to protect The Temple of Lost Stars.. Everlyn, The Maiden of Timeless Moon.. And as the former servant of Daernath, I asked her to forget her oath, and I told her the truth about The Abyssal Lords, and she decided to help us, and she also promised that if anyone else should come to seek her out, she'd gladly offer her help.

So, I left her there, and she cloaked a large part of this world as she fell asleep, and by doing so, she could stay hidden from the eyes of the lady of shadows.

I decided that I'd find The Temple of Crystal Rain..  And If I could gain Daernath's powers, I would be able to defeat his servants.. They're shadowy creatures, and wherever they roam, it always rains, and the air is too cold for any living being to breath..

But if she awakes before I complete my task, I may not be able to help her..

So, I must hurry before it's too late..

 

To be continued..

 

Written by: Otto 'Oerath' Timonen

It IS amazing Alana, I am without words to describe the clash of emotions I felt as I read on. Fear and despair were a couple, and yet a deep determination that our hero should overcome and deal with all that horror somehow.

Your pen is smoking Oerath. Oh and I had an actual dream about you probably two months or so ago. I never ususally dream aboujt anyone I know and yet I knew it was you. You were dressed in the garb of Turin or someone like that and you were at some sort of dignified Middle Earth ball or something, it was after all a dream and hard to explain. And you bowed and danced with someone and it was so very moving and when I awoke I had tears on my face. It seemed so real and I remember thinking how you were made to walk Middle Earth. Just thought I would share.

Oh thank you very much, both of you!

I'm very glad that it was readable, and I'm going to write next three acts as soon as possible.

I'll begin to write tonight, and I hope I can finish those three parts until this week is over.

Be seeing ya!

Dreams are the veil of very life, LadyAlyss. Dreams are like gateways that leads us as individuals into our own secret and unknown dimensions. So many doors to open, yet so few dare to try.

Philosophy in some ways, anyway, I cannot really tell what are the true sources of my inspiration, but music has a very strong effect on what I write. But, darkness is the only thing that can boost my imagination to unseen heights. When I write, I usually do it without any kind of light in my room, atmosphere is very much needed in the work of a writer.

Emotional music, darkness, light, nature, all of the mentioned are very important.

I must say that I am very moved that this piece of story has gained so much positive critic.

I am not bestly suited to be an official writer, so I always doubt my own skills.

And @Leelee: I am really speechless. Did you really saw such a dream? There I danced and smiled, brought dead flowers and trees back to life, and jumped into the stream of a river to gain the form of a giant fish?

'And so he raised his hands into the air, glanced at the sun, waiting for it to give him a sign, and then the sun smiled from high above, and at that moment, winds calmed down and even though a small breeze blew past him, he knew that it was about time to change shape. And as a great and black crow, he took flight, spreaded his long and dark wings, and began to fly towards the heights of the cloudless sky. And smiling from high above the limits of the sky, he said to himself: Let it rain and pour, hear the nature's call, and let it purify your spirit, and may it give you the strength to go on, if you're about to fly more higher and far.'

I am so thankful for such kind words that I decided to write this short writing for you to read.

- Oerath.

@ Odette, it's good to see you around! And by the way, I just noticed your message, and I'll reply to it as soon as possible. I also have a few more news: I am going to write more parts to my story tonight, and continue it by tomorrow, but when the mighty monday finally arrives, I've to start out with my 'summer job', which will last for over two months, so, I won't be here all the time, but I try to come here as often as possible.

Cheers and have a good day. - Oerath.

@ Odette; I am really glad even you liked of it, and I'll assure you that I won't drop out this project.

So, many thanks to you too, my dear friend, and may we see on fb during the near days.

Oerath: Do not inbox me on PT.Mail me or inbox me on FB.See you around.Somewhere on the net lol.

Leels:Yeah that would be great.But then PT wouldn't remain so magical,would it?

A job in this world is very important Oerath, and your work is worth waiting for. Be at peace.

My little Odette, I disagree, most of the magic in Middle-Earth was the fellowshipping of elves, dwarves and the rest. Else it is just a bunch of us isolated. No, I think the magic would still be there.

Well, in my opinion we should really arrange that kind of meeting, 'cause I would be very glad to meet many of you in real life.

As you may know, I am quite ordinary fellow by myself, but appearances mean nothing. What truly means, is all of the knowledge and skill that each of us carries in our hearts.

We're all gods in our own ways.

'If you're afraid to look forward into the future of your life, then look back into the shades of your past, and recall all of those glorious deeds and acts of valor that you've done during your life. And only then you'll realize that life is now, and it doesn't wish to wait. It wants to go forward in progress, it wants to forget both the past and the future, and what it truly wants, is that we all would be able to live our current lives without any regrets.'

I just came back to home from work, and I realized something..

It has been almost two weeks, since I posted the first part of my tale, and I'm proud to announce that I've more in my pocket, even now as we speak.

I've some parts as ready, and tomorrow I'll use quite a bunch of quality time to write more.

PS. A new lyrical song in order to support the series will be featured in the next part. (It'll be third one.)

If you did read the first part, then you'll probably realize the meaning of that song.

But you all have to be quite clever to catch it, 'cause I will put it into flow of the main story itself.

 

So, good night to all of you.

Didn't anyone notice that I had posted a second part of story?

Anyway, it doesn't matter that much, 'cause this part was quite simple, it only contained more information on Thaeros and a little about the other two abyssal lords.

Next one shall be more interesting.

I will begin to work on it when the midsummer finally arrives.

Heh, 'The Lady of Shadows' is one of the many names of that girl, who yet hasn't even born.

And well, it is indeed a very strange gift, but since he doesn't even know of it, and to be said, there has to be some key or event that could release her hidden powers, once she reaches the certain age, and it won't be easy task, since mastering the powers of a lord of nether is like trying to master all of the languages of the world in one day.

But, I shall not speak more. ^^

And Leelee, who knows if I was truly born in the abyssal depths of the netherworld!

I've decided to increase my activity, and re-activate this thread again. It was a matter of choice between whether to continue Arcadian-tales or this one, and I thought that this is the best choice to make.

So, there's still 'The secret of three graves', which I will continue, though I've kept some break from it. Only four chapters so far, but oh, there will be plenty of those.

As for 'the queen of white sorrow and frozen tears', I will strive to dot down all of the material that I've been writing during working days, so, let's see what comes of it. I still have to figure out some empty holes in the story-line, but it will be fine.

Back to 'The gathering of lost spirits'. I've to check out my notes and re-read the parts I posted during last summer. I still remember most of what I had in mind for this project, but I've to write some of it all over again, so next week should be a surprisingly rewarding week. Lots of incoming writing from me, I'd say, so be ready for that!

- Oerath.

Finally, I finally get to do an reply unto this old thread! Damn. Nice. Greetings all of you, I hope you're all well! I wanna share a story with you. It's these days 'The Gathering of the Spirits', going to settle to that. This will probably be followed by 2-3 parts, containing 2 acts each, just like in this one. Oh well, here you go! Oerath bows, and leaves the hall. The Gathering of the Spirits A Dark Fantasy Tale Act I : the Beginning of the End Once upon a dark time, a mythical race of higher beings called: 'the Astral Lords of Darbeian', found their otherworldly mysterious way to this then very quiet galaxy. And while other forms of life were merely at the dawn of their history, these beings had already traveled among the stars for untold billions of light years, journeying forth from galaxy to another in search of a suitable planet, upon which they could finally settle down, and build there a new; glorious kingdom. And like it was meant to be, they finally found one very interesting planet in a small galaxy soon enough. It was a strange one indeed, for in it's space it only had one gigantic; dark blue colored planet, of what three mystically glowing green rings surrounded.. And almost next to it, still nearly nine hundred thousand light years away, seemed to be a horrible rift in the very fabric of space and time. A most abnormal, and dark entity they came to call: 'Maw of the Abyss'. It's existence, however, did not then even seem to concern them, for there was no thing called fear, and in their awe and might they wouldn't ever have to draw energy from such a vile thing. And it was therefore chosen, that the black mass of darkness, eyes and teeth would be left untouched, for the planet they had chose was so rich in everything, that what need they had for whatever powers the thing could possess, if anything at all. They now had forests, lakes, hills, lands, mountains and oceans, and plenty of material. Was there even a need for anything else? They had finally found a new home for themselves. There, however, already lived a primitive race called 'the Mortal Kind', but they seemed to accept the arrival of these new beings with a warm heart back then.. Though how could've they known what an error it would be.. For in time.. Everything.. Would be brought down to the ground.. Let me ask this of you. Some of them started to feel it an temptation far too great to leave Maw of the Abyss untouched. So, what would've you done in their place, I wonder.. Would you have torn the whole planet asunder, shattered it to three large pieces, and then transformed each of them dramatically to your own end.. Would you have turned against your own kind, and then enslaved the rest, robbed them off their physical forms, and devoured on their very existence! No.. I don't believe you could do such a thing.. I can see it from your eyes.. Your innocence in this matter.. Is pure.. Oh, how I wish there was a way to restore this planet to it's former glory.. Sadly there currently is none.. So right now, our days are dark and full of unspeakable doom. Some plans are just bound to fail.. I mean, more power is indeed more power.. Why shouldn't we ask from that Maw over there for help.. Maybe it'd let us draw energy from itself.. Just for a little while.. How things ever even reached this point? Well, at first.. The whole nature of the planet flourished, everything was right in the world, and for five thousand years, the Astral Lords lived in peace together with the Mortal Kind. But then one day, it all suddenly changed for worse. In all secrecy, a circle of three lords had been formed over course of the long years. Three lords, who shared same ideals and ambitions too great. And little did the others know of this.. But what in the existence could've corrupted those three.. Well, what other than 'Maw of the Abyss', for there was always more to the cursed thing, than meets the eye. It had sensed the growing temptations of those three, and thus it had kept appearing to them in their visions and dreams for hundreds of years. It was always about more power, so it sure knew what it was offering. Influence, corruption and power. And they surely didn't do much to turn down it's most generous offer. The sluggish thing seemed almost happy to let them use it's dark energy. But sooner than they even realized it, they were addicted to it. And so it slowly found it's way into their minds, and began to feed on their thoughts, darkening their picture about the world, and how it should look, be, everything. So, even in it's in-active state, it had managed to corrupt them rotten of core, and empty their minds off all reason and emotion. And it continued to give them more power, until they had become so drunk of it, that they now saw only eternal dominance over the Mortal Kind ahead of them. Destruction would be their only option. And so it was decided, that all three would take physical forms, and use bodies of the Mortal Kind to make themselves complete. And they wouldn't just settle to break a few of them. They would all be reduced to exist as mere spirits, divided into two categories: Greater and Lesser, of which some of Greater would even become the demigods of these three self-proclaimed gods, who now ruled supreme over all. And speaking of today, chaos still rules in this world, which was shattered a long time ago. It's three realms have slowly been re-designed, of which each is now guarded by numerous Chaotic Greater Spirits, demigods of the Abyssal Lords, who in all their greatness even took to themselves these following names and titles: Daernath of Crystal Rain, Caeron of Lost Stars and Thaeros of Timeless Moon. Do not forget these names. They're your enemies. And these are the Realms: Valorev'iil - the Tormented Realm of the Spirits Sar'thoekath - the Chaotic Fire Realm of the Abyssal Lords Faer'lokhen - the Collapsed Realm of the Astral Lords of Old Each of them rules over one of the mentioned realms, or planets, and though they visit one another's realms from time to time, Sar'thoekath still serves as the main base of all their operations. It is also a home to some Greater spirits. All of the realms, rich in detail, were designed to uphold a myth about the three being gods, who could never be vanquished. And so, great temples were built in each of the three realms among other magnificent structures of unearthly stone in their honor, for what other choice did we even have back then.. But by now, you must already be wondering what truly happened to the Astral Lords? Well, let me tell you something.. About the swift War of the Nether, in which the future of Darbeian was settled once and for all. The actions of Daernath, Caeron and Thaeros were quickly noticed, once they began to show significant signs of absence in their important meetings. And not long after that, the Abyssal Lords already began their swift, and all powerful attack. And the war itself didn't last for long, for they had gained so much power from Maw of the Abyss, that they easily broke the Astral Lords, and then trapped them inside a long dream of eternity. A cursed state, one from which there is only one way to break free.. The realm itself must be destroyed by a being equal in power to the one, who cast the spell in the first place. In this case, whom, 'cause there were three of them. So, who could possess such power other than those three now? And the Astral Lords never really died.. They're just trapped inside that dream, waiting for a miracle to occur.. Struggling to get out, but they just can only watch.. As their once beautiful world is being torn apart piece by piece.. And so the war had indeed ended before it had even began, and in the hour of their triumph and victory, Daernath, Caeron and Thaeros assured to all of the remaining spirits of Darbeian, that they would rule wisely and peacefully from now on, but like every two-faced snake, all of the three lied. How could we possibly forget.. And even though they indeed continued to shape the lands anew, their souls had now been fully corrupted by dark energy of Maw of the Abyss.. They would come to pay for all of this.. They'd even want it all be forgotten.. Sure they would.. Things won't end up well for any of us, if they're given more time. I have no other choice, but to quickly set my cunning plan in motion. My name is.. Agravyn, I believe. And fear not, I may not recall all of my memories, but I still remember this for certain though.. I used to be the high priest at the great temple of Daernath over the Realm of Sar'thoekath. I.. Oh yes, how could I forget to mention something like that.. In the end, I guess there is one person, who could save us. But she is far from done walking her path; the dream she chose to conquer. Act II : Memories of Agravyn.. Our days were so cold.. Our bodies so weak and old.. No matter how many times we tried to escape.. His greater spirits; those shadows wouldn't let us leave.. Their screams made our eyes to bleed.. Their whispers made us feel worse than any of our nightmares.. We were blinded by his bottomless power.. Darkness took hold of our minds.. Yes.. We tried to escape many times.. Did I already tell you that.. Yes.. I think I am mad.. I learned to battle it.. I learned.. I fought with bravery.. Until I finally succeeded.. And so I finally found a way to release myself from their seemingly eternal grip.. I now truly remembered I had a child.. A daughter, and I know what has become of her.. I need to resurrect her spirit with my powers.. And give her a new form.. But in the process, I shall be reduced from Greater to Lesser in status, thus I'll lose my power over visions and dreams.. This is, however, a sacrifice I am willing to make.. Because I am going to transfer all of my abilities to her.. For long ago, she told me that she would one day help the Astral Lords break free from their dream.. She said she'd be the one to awake them, and that she'd become a goddess in order to do so.. I say.. Her time has come.. And so, with all my strength and heart, I brought her spirit back to life, and took her to a secret place, a temple concealed with a cloak of spirit magic. And there one of my only friends and allies, the Emerald Maiden from the Temple of Timeless Moon helped her to fall into a dream of eternity. And I hope, that in time, she'll learn how to control her new abilities, and manage to locate and free the Astral Lords, who would then together rise to fight for the future of our broken world. So as of now, she is our best hope. To be continued..