R. Palacios
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I like to write fantasy and recently started with this world called Vestae.
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The Knight in Battered Armour
It was the year 1231, a time in which Vestals had very little knowledge about the ancient Gods; the great majority, like myself, knew nothing of their existence, to the point where nobody would ever have imagined the events that would come to pass. The attendees of the tournament therefore began to turn up, blissfully unaware, simply making the most of the festivities. I remember that the morning was warm, with one of those fresh breezes that fluttered your hair and caressed your skin, leaving an aroma of green grass and wildflowers; in other words, one of those perfect spring mornings so typical of the month of Altera Luna. However, that day was not my actual sixteenth birthday since I was born in the season of intense blizzards and the icy winds of the God Aquilo. I also had no reason to celebrate, much less when the tournament had caused days upon days of intoxicated men in every corner of our home - hundreds of stupid lads with heroic pretensions demanding smiles from me, taking my hand almost by force in order to kiss it and then swearing on their swords that they would be victorious in winning my love…. There isn’t anything that these idiots like more than to defame the meaning of love; they use it in such a trivial manner that, instead of expressing that beautiful feeling, it would seem that they were bargaining for something trivial at a market.
By R. Palacios4 years ago in Fiction
Vestae. The Legend of the Iron Maiden
Under the faint and flickering candlelight, the pages of the book lie empty except for a scattering of letters. They have remained blank for more time than they should and shall soon be stained by a swan’s feather, doused in jet black ink. This feather will be controlled by my hand, admittedly unworthy of the purpose for which it is intended: to tell a story of a woman whose bravery, determination and fortitude were so great, greater than that of any woman to ever have been born in the vast history of Vestae, so great that it would be a truly remarkable feat for, in the future, another woman to be born quite like her.
By R. Palacios4 years ago in Fiction
