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๐ฟ โฆ ๐ฎ โฆ ๐ฟ
Prolog 2: ๐๐ฎ๐ป ๐ก๐ช๐ซ๐ฎ๐ท๐ฏรผ๐ป๐ผ๐ฝ ๐พ๐ท๐ญ ๐ญ๐ฒ๐ฎ ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฝ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐ท ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ป ๐ฉ๐พ๐ด๐พ๐ท๐ฏ๐ฝ
Die Spรคher kommen zurรผck ...
โง โ โง
๐ฟ โฆ ๐ฎ โฆ ๐ฟ Prologue 2: ๐ฃ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ก๐ช๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ท ๐๐ธ๐ป๐ญ ๐ช๐ท๐ญ ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ข๐ฑ๐ช๐ญ๐ธ๐๐ผ ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐๐พ๐ฝ๐พ๐ป๐ฎ The scouts return... โง โ โง ๐ฟNyx, the greatest and wisest of his ravens, cut through the veil of mist with a majestic beat of his wings and landed on his outstretched forearm. His talons sank gently into the black fabric of the arm-guard, and the bird fixed him with eyes threaded in silver and glowing red. Nyx was more than a companion. He was a part of the Ravenlord himself, a mirror of his thoughts and feelings. The other ravens circled around them, their wings whispering softly in the oppressive silence. โThe winds carry the scent of trouble,โ the Ravenlord murmured as he brushed a hand over Nyxโs glossy feathers. โThereโs something moving in the air. Something old. Can you feel it? Itโs like a melody whose notes I canโt quite grasp.โ Nyx answered with a coarse, low caw that dissolved into the fog like an echo. It wasnโt agreement โ more a warning, a sign that whatever was coming reached far beyond anything the Ravenlord had faced before. The rest of the flock tightened their formation, their movements aligned like an unseen army preparing for an enemy no one could yet name. Two of the largest ravens broke from the swarm and landed nearby. Their glowing red eyes flickered like sparks at dusk, every glance a message left unspoken. Together with Nyx, they were the oldest and most powerful of his companions โ carriers of ancient knowledge and silent caution. Nyx, first among them, looked at him again, and for a heartbeat the Ravenlord thought he saw doubt in the birdโs otherwise impenetrable gaze. โFly, Nyx,โ the Ravenlord said at last, his voice quiet but unwavering. โProbe the mists, find their source, and bring me answers. Thereโs no room for uncertainty. Not now.โ Nyx lifted off with a powerful sweep of his wings, his talons lingering a moment longer on the Ravenlordโs arm, as if to seal a promise. The other two ravens followed, a triad of shadow and silence diving into the mist and vanishing within it, trailed by the rest of the feathered host that closed around the leading three like a shield. The Ravenlord remained where he was, arms folded, eyes fixed on the dark swirl above him, which hovered as if unsure of its next move. The silence that settled was almost tangible. The mist seemed to thicken, heavier, as if trying to pull the Ravenlord into its cold embrace. But he stayed where he was โ unmoving, a sentinel in a world whose edges had begun to fray. Somewhere deep inside, he felt that the events ahead would not only shape the fate of his land but also alter his own path in ways that could never be undone. A faint rustle made him pause. Nyx had returned one last time to deliver a brief report about the magic-touched girl Nikita. Then he lingered for a heartbeat before taking his place at the head of the dark flock. Nikita lived in the same region โ the deep forests of the Beyond, where the lands of Earth pressed against the borders of the other elemental realms. She was one of those under his protection, though she didnโt know it โ not yet. A young, unruly soul who knew nothing but the forests sheโd grown up in. For reasons he couldnโt fully explain, Nikita mattered to him more than she should. She carried a strange, untamed force that made her something singular โ and possibly dangerous. The thought of her, her future, and the role she would play in the turmoil ahead refused to leave him. It felt as if her fate was bound tightly to his own โ and to that of the land between the worlds.
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๐ฟNyx, der grรถรte und weiseste seiner Raben, durchbrach mit majestรคtischem Flรผgelschlag die Schleier des Nebels und landete auf seinem ausgestreckten Unterarm. Seine Krallen gruben sich sanft in den schwarzen Stoff seines Armschutzes, und der Vogel blickte ihn mit silbern durchzogenen, glรผhend roten Augen durchdringend an. Nyx war mehr als ein Begleiter. Er war ein Teil des Ravenlords, ein Spiegel seiner Gedanken und Gefรผhle. Die anderen Raben umkreisten die Szene, ihre Flรผgel ein leises Flรผstern in der bedrรผckenden Stille.
โDie Winde tragen den Geruch von Unheil,โ murmelte der Ravenlord, wรคhrend er Nyx leicht รผber das glรคnzende Gefieder strich. โEs liegt etwas in der Luft, etwas Altes, das sich rรผhrt. Kannst du es spรผren? Es ist wie eine Melodie, deren Tรถne ich noch nicht ganz greifen kann.โ
Nyx antwortete mit einem rauen, tiefen Krรคchzen, das sich wie ein Echo in den Nebeln verlor. Es war keine Bestรคtigung, sondern eher eine Warnung, ein Hinweis darauf, dass das, was kommen wรผrde, weit รผber das hinausging, was der Ravenlord bisher erlebt hatte. Die anderen Raben begannen, sich enger zusammenzuschlieรen, ihre Bewegungen geordnet wie die einer unsichtbaren Armee, die sich auf einen unbekannten Feind vorbereitete.
Zwei der grรถรten Raben traten aus dem Schwarm hervor und landeten in seiner Nรคhe. Ihre glรผhend roten Augen schienen wie Funken in der Dรคmmerung, jeder Blick eine unausgesprochene Botschaft. Diese beiden waren zusammen mit Nyx die รคltesten und mรคchtigsten seiner Gefรคhrten, die Trรคger uralter Weisheit und stummer Warnungen. Nyx, der erste unter ihnen, blickte ihn erneut an, und fรผr einen Augenblick schien es, als kรถnnte der Ravenlord einen Hauch von Zweifel in den sonst so undurchdringlichen Augen des Vogels lesen.
โFlieg, Nyx,โ sagte der Ravenlord schlieรlich, seine Stimme leise, aber voller Entschlossenheit. โErgrรผnde die Nebel, finde ihre Quelle und bringe mir Antworten. Es gibt keinen Raum fรผr Ungewissheit, nicht jetzt.โ
Mit einem kraftvollen Schlag seiner Schwingen erhob sich Nyx, die Krallen einen Augenblick lรคnger als nรถtig auf dem Arm des Ravenlords verweilend. Die anderen beiden Raben folgten ihm, ein Dreiklang aus Schatten und Stille, der in den Nebel eintauchte und darin verschwand, gefolgt vom Rest des gefiederten Heeres, das sich wie eine Einheit um die anfรผhrenden drei Raben fรผgte und diese nach allen Seiten abschottete. Der Ravenlord blieb zurรผck, die Arme verschrรคnkt, die Augen auf den dunklen Schwarm gerichtet, der scheinbar noch unentschlossen รผber ihm kreiste.
Die Stille, die folgte, war beinahe greifbar. Der Nebel schien schwerer zu werden, dichter, als wolle er den Ravenlord in eine Umarmung zwingen. Doch er blieb stehen, unbewegt, ein Wรคchter in einer Welt, die an den Rรคndern zu zerbrechen drohte. Irgendwo tief in seinem Inneren spรผrte er, dass die kommenden Ereignisse nicht nur das Schicksal seines Landes, sondern auch sein eigenes unwiderruflich verรคndern wรผrden.
Ein leises Rascheln lieร ihn kurz innehalten. Nyx war noch einmal zurรผckgekehrt, um ihm schnell die letzten Ereignisse rund um das Zaubermรคdchen Nikita zu berichten. Dann verharrte er noch einmal kurz, bevor er sich endgรผltig an die Spitze seines dunklen Heeres setzte. Nikita lebte ebenfalls in diesem Gebiet, in den tiefen Wรคldern des Jenseits, die das Element Erde umgaben und fast รผberall gegen die Lรคnder der anderen Elemente abgrenzten.
Sie war eine seiner Schutzbefohlenen, auch wenn sie selbst das nicht wusste, noch nicht wusste. Eine junge, rebellische Seele, die in ihrem jungen Leben bisher nur die Wรคlder des Jenseits kannte. Nikita lag ihm aus Grรผnden, die selbst ihm noch ein Rรคtsel waren, besonders am Herzen. Sie besaร eine seltsame, ungezรคhmte Kraft, die sie zu etwas Einzigartigem machte, aber auch zu einer mรถglichen Gefahr. Der Gedanke an sie, an ihre Zukunft und die Rolle, die sie in den aufziehenden Wirren spielen wรผrde, lieร ihn nicht los. Es war, als ob ihr Schicksal untrennbar mit seinem eigenen und dem des Landes zwischen den Welten verbunden wรคre.
๐ฟ โฆ ๐ฎ โฆ ๐ฟ Prologue 2: ๐ฃ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ก๐ช๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ท ๐๐ธ๐ป๐ญ ๐ช๐ท๐ญ ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ข๐ฑ๐ช๐ญ๐ธ๐๐ผ ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐๐พ๐ฝ๐พ๐ป๐ฎ The scouts return... โง โ โง ๐ฟNyx, the greatest and wisest of his ravens, cut through the veil of mist with a majestic beat of his wings and landed on his outstretched forearm. His talons sank gently into the black fabric of the arm-guard, and the bird fixed him with eyes threaded in silver and glowing red. Nyx was more than a companion. He was a part of the Ravenlord himself, a mirror of his thoughts and feelings. The other ravens circled around them, their wings whispering softly in the oppressive silence. โThe winds carry the scent of trouble,โ the Ravenlord murmured as he brushed a hand over Nyxโs glossy feathers. โThereโs something moving in the air. Something old. Can you feel it? Itโs like a melody whose notes I canโt quite grasp.โ Nyx answered with a coarse, low caw that dissolved into the fog like an echo. It wasnโt agreement โ more a warning, a sign that whatever was coming reached far beyond anything the Ravenlord had faced before. The rest of the flock tightened their formation, their movements aligned like an unseen army preparing for an enemy no one could yet name. Two of the largest ravens broke from the swarm and landed nearby. Their glowing red eyes flickered like sparks at dusk, every glance a message left unspoken. Together with Nyx, they were the oldest and most powerful of his companions โ carriers of ancient knowledge and silent caution. Nyx, first among them, looked at him again, and for a heartbeat the Ravenlord thought he saw doubt in the birdโs otherwise impenetrable gaze. โFly, Nyx,โ the Ravenlord said at last, his voice quiet but unwavering. โProbe the mists, find their source, and bring me answers. Thereโs no room for uncertainty. Not now.โ Nyx lifted off with a powerful sweep of his wings, his talons lingering a moment longer on the Ravenlordโs arm, as if to seal a promise. The other two ravens followed, a triad of shadow and silence diving into the mist and vanishing within it, trailed by the rest of the feathered host that closed around the leading three like a shield. The Ravenlord remained where he was, arms folded, eyes fixed on the dark swirl above him, which hovered as if unsure of its next move. The silence that settled was almost tangible. The mist seemed to thicken, heavier, as if trying to pull the Ravenlord into its cold embrace. But he stayed where he was โ unmoving, a sentinel in a world whose edges had begun to fray. Somewhere deep inside, he felt that the events ahead would not only shape the fate of his land but also alter his own path in ways that could never be undone. A faint rustle made him pause. Nyx had returned one last time to deliver a brief report about the magic-touched girl Nikita. Then he lingered for a heartbeat before taking his place at the head of the dark flock. Nikita lived in the same region โ the deep forests of the Beyond, where the lands of Earth pressed against the borders of the other elemental realms. She was one of those under his protection, though she didnโt know it โ not yet. A young, unruly soul who knew nothing but the forests sheโd grown up in. For reasons he couldnโt fully explain, Nikita mattered to him more than she should. She carried a strange, untamed force that made her something singular โ and possibly dangerous. The thought of her, her future, and the role she would play in the turmoil ahead refused to leave him. It felt as if her fate was bound tightly to his own โ and to that of the land between the worlds.
A new chapter is coming soon โฆ โง โ โง Concept, story, text and artwork ยฉKerstin Ellinghoven (Samara Blue). ๐ฟ Made with DAZ Studio โข No AI โข Krefeld, 24.12.2024 ๐ฟ ๐๐๐น๐ต๐ธ๐ป๐ฎ ๐ถ๐ธ๐ป๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ฑ๐ช๐น๐ฝ๐ฎ๐ป๐ผ ๐ช๐ท๐ญ ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ฝ๐ช๐ฒ๐ต๐ผ ๐ฏ๐ป๐ธ๐ถ ๐๐ฒ๐ญ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ท ๐๐ช๐ฐ๐ฒ๐ฌ โ ๐ฃ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐๐ป๐ฎ๐ช๐ฝ ๐ก๐ฒ๐ฏ๐ฝ: Hidden Magic โ Story | Hidden Magic โ Character Files | Hidden Magic โ Information
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Comments (11)
cool POV of the action. great story with it.
smile, thankyou so much for stopping and reading. For a better understanding, you might want to take a look at the introduction with these two pictures :-) 1rst image: Paulina tells: https://www.renderosity.com/gallery/items/3225434/hm-1 2nd image: Hidden Magic - The great Rift: https://www.renderosity.com/gallery/items/3225435
Wonderful series!
Thank you! Glad the image resonates with you :-)
I like the idea this character, nice take on this genre and curious to see what lays ahead :)
Excellent :)
Thank you, thatโs motivating. :-)
Great story! Excellent work!
thanks a lot for your kind words :-)
Cool Filatoon!
Thanks a lot :-), nemesis :-) - have a nice sunday
You too! :)
thx :-)
Love the toon style.
thanks al lot, poser4me :-) Iยดm realy glad you like this bit unusual style :-)
I can't read that stories much but I can say, what a beautiful work
Smile, thanks for every secound you spent on my art. Not eveybody has time to read stories :-) also that here is a picture galery. I know this. :-) so, thx for visiting and kind words. If you ever have the time and inclination to read something again, just drop by :-). Have a great start to the new week...
I really like the look of the illustration here - well done! And the story is superbly written as well.
Smile, thank you so much. I'm really glad you like this completely new style of illustration for me. I wanted to find a practical use for Filatoon in connection with my older fantasy story.
I loved working on this chapter โ More about the Ravenlord is coming soon! ๐
Love the interaction shown here, very powerful bond between him and the ravens
Thank you for stopping by and for reading the prologue. Yes, the Ravens and their Ravenlord are a powerful team, stronger than you might initially think... :-)