The Adventures Of Swift D'malin

[Wormez]

After fall of the Renegades

Swift D'malin now felt an outcast, the break up of the Renegades had a big impact on Swift as a person. Maybe it was for the best, maybe it was time for Swift to move on, maybe just maybe some good would come out of it for Swift. Swift D'malin's sister known as Amywiethrade D'malin was a very important and admired member of the renegades, her and Swift were very close. The fall of the Renegades also had an impact on her life, but this was not a good thing.

It was hard for Amy, being a Renegade was a big part of her life and its downfall also had a downfall on her as a person. After a while Amy started to loose her patience more quickly, she didn't have that sparkle in her eye, she didn't seem as passionate about the forest as she once was, and this was all down to the break up.

A year later, after Swift's many many attempts to purify his sister to what she once was Amy became ill. She wasn't fit to look after the forest nor look after herself, Swift did this as best he could. She started to look awfully pale, vomit every other day. How ever hard Swift tried to look for a cure for what ever disease Amy and had he had no luck. The disease spread and things got worse. Death was now kicking in, the reaper was near and Amy's time was soon.

One night Amy's breathing got heavier, her skin got more pale than ever, she had hardily any energy and stopped trying to fight away the disease, things were too bad and there was no turning back. Swift gave her as much clean fresh water as he could to calm her down in someway but there was nothing he could do. It was now her time.

As she lied in her bed Swift sat looking at her with his head in his hands, as she moved every minute sweating he was thinking of a way to help her, how could he take away the pain? But he couldn't there was nothing that he could do. A tear slid down Swift's face expressing how hard this was for him.

"Swift" Amy said going through pain as she did so. Swift stood up and ran over to Amy as quickly as he could, held her hand in his and tried to smile the best he could. "Its over, I'm sorry Swift" Amy said as Swift had his hand on her forehead, another tear from Swift shed, it came off his face and landed on Amy's lips. "Be well and.." Amy coughed up blood and it went into Swift's face, Swift got out some material and wiped Amy's face, not considering his own. "and be happy, i have.." Amy talked so much slower than normal, and her breathing became weak, as her eyes closed under her breath she said "failed you".

Amy's eyes closed, her breathing stopped and Swift grabbed her hand hard and shouted "No! why...." he cried hoping for Amy to come around holding her hand close to his mouth kissing it every so often. There was nothing he could do. A part of his life had been destroyed, his involvement in the Renegades had dimmed his soul. And now, his sister who he loved more than anything, more than himself had...gone. Swift sat with his sister in disbelief for the rest of the night and fell asleep with his head by her side, and still holding her hand.

To be continued....

(( Errr Ok. I'm trying guess i never done anything in Tales and stories thought I would start something off heh ))

[Wormez]

The Waterfall, the beginning

Swift woke up, his sister still lied there. His hand still grasped Amy's hand, yet now it felt so much colder than before, her lips blue, her chest did no longer raise. Swift now was sat beside a rotting corpse, his sister had gone, and she was going through the final stages of death. Swift wanted her back, just a little more time but it was far too late. Swift thought for a moment about memories, the good times hunting varanites, there childhood. He did this with a slight smile on his face blocking out her death for a moment. But as soon as that moment ended, he had to think about disposing of her body.

North of where they lived was Scenic falls he decided to take the body there and carry out a private, sentimental burial. Swift decided to make Amy a coffin and place it under and behind the most beautiful waterfall around that area. Where she could lie there peacefully, and also one of the most pure, freshening places around. Maybe in someway that was an antidote, it may compensate for the pain that she went through dieing. Swift made some of his finest arrows and picked up his bow and cleared the path North so he could easily take Amy there in her wooden coffin.

After a couple of hours Swift returned home to get Amy. He put her in a coffin that he made shortly after she died traumatized. He then got her hands, crossed them. Then her bow, which meant a lot to her and place it on-top of her. He then placed the lid of the coffin on and shot six arrows perfectly around the sides to seal it. Then he got some fish netting, tied it around the coffin and made his way up north. As he pulled the coffin north he spoke to himself about the good times, told her how great she was and how much he was going to make her proud. He hummed to himself some old songs to pass some time.

The sound of the water crashing down was now heard, but not a fierce sound. It was a free sound, nature at its best a calm and relaxing sound. It was nearly time.

[Evelond Formos]

(( Errr Ok. I'm trying guess i never done anything in Tales and stories thought I would start something off heh ))

((Actually I think this is great and much better than any of my tales. Nice not only for a first try, but for any try. ))

[Wormez]

(( Errr Ok. I'm trying guess i never done anything in Tales and stories thought I would start something off heh ))

((Actually I think this is great and much better than any of my tales. Nice not only for a first try, but for any try. ))

Cheers mate Im sure it will get better