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The Queen of Glynn


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*I'd like to be more active on the forums, and as of now, I think I can do so by writing short stories.

In a city full of music, joy, and chivalry, there were great people, people who spread the magic of this city. Though this magic was not like most, it was a magic that could not be seen but felt with the heart. Just stepping foot inside this beautiful city would make you feel at ease, you'd be relaxed, joyful, and stress-free. Music flew gracefully down streets, art was hung all around, people of all sorts would talk and they'd all get along marvellously, though of course, this could never last forever. In 1934 this beautiful city had to witness a tragic event, which none imagined would ever happen. The roaring of the wyverns of the mystic forest was heard. These roars tumbled over the beautiful music in Glynn, causing it to fade.

 

The citizens were quick to realise what this was. It was the Monarch of Olara. There could only be one possible reason for her arising. The Heart of Glynn had been tampered with. The heart of Glynn was a powerful gemstone gifted to the queen of Glynn by the monarch of Olara, to help prevent evil for spreading throughout the city. Some citizens rushed to their homes, others fled to the outer city, and few rushed to the palace.

A Wyvern had flown over the city, landing right on the tower where this magical gemstone once sat. Inside this tower, were the queen, on her knees, holding pieces of this gemstone, tears flooding from her eyes, spilling like rain would on an awful day. citizens and knights rushed into the room, stopping at the door as the queen brought her hand back, her palm flat, facing them, indicating them to not step closer. 

The Wyvern perched on the tower roared, destroying the top of the tower, causing chunks of stone to crumble and fly off the sides, crashing into other parts of the palace. The citizens inside screamed, though the queen only continued to silently let out her tears as she stood, taking hold of a piece of the gemstone in her hand, clutching it tightly as she walked towards the wyvern.

 

The creature sniffed and grumbled, horrid, ghostly noises escaping it as she came closer, bringing the piece of gemstone closer to its nostrils. In fear, most the citizens had backed away, though some brave nights stayed, yelling for their queen to step away. Though, nothing good be done, as the mouth of the wyvern opened, whispers escaping for a very brief moment, before a strange fire, yet dust like substance blew out of its mouth, and from there, everything went blurry, nothing could be seen, and it happened so quickly.

The knights left had been blasted back, the rest of the top of the tower was destroyed, and the queen was gone. A large pile of white sat on the floor of the floor, and in the middle of it lay the gemstone. Repaired, as if it were never broken. Though, the queen the citizens all once knew and loved was not there. Instead, a new queen had risen from these dust particles, a new ruler had been birthed. With a last glance, the Wyvern took it's leaving, heading right back to the forest it came from, letting out a last horrid roar to warn the citizens of Glynn to never touch such a precious item again.

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(( pretty good! Keep it up 

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