Post by Avo on Dec 29, 2007 22:38:21 GMT -5
There are many ancient Ruins across the land, and many of them have been sacked looted and ravanged by Goblins and Orcs alike. Yet behind the sparkiling waterfall in the vast reaches of Fangorn forest, there lies a ruin that has been untuched by any foul hands, only the trees know where the ruins lie, and they only tell a select few. Erian had been fortuneate enough to become friends with the forest after killing a horde of Goblins that were, at the time, thinking of buring the forest for fun...poor devils never saw him coming.
The ruins were possibly Elven, though they looked of man made, there was a possiblity it was made by both Elves and men together, though none of the trees seem to remember that long ago. The white stone sparkles in the sunlight that happens to make it into the dense forest. Various momuments to kings and lords stand in the unchanged Gardens. The plants grow as they have or ages, the walls covered with Ivy and a rare purple and blue flower that is only found in Elven lands.
Erian sat on a large stone step that over looked the garden. a Bright red ripe apple was grasped in his right hand, he took a bite, the juice misted onto his lips and it was a bitter sweet taste. How long had it been since he had been here? Years...it had been so long since he stopped ot enjoy the sites around him...the sites in this one private place. He sighed, it had been to long, "Forever and always..." he spoke softly as he took another bite of his apple.
The ruins were possibly Elven, though they looked of man made, there was a possiblity it was made by both Elves and men together, though none of the trees seem to remember that long ago. The white stone sparkles in the sunlight that happens to make it into the dense forest. Various momuments to kings and lords stand in the unchanged Gardens. The plants grow as they have or ages, the walls covered with Ivy and a rare purple and blue flower that is only found in Elven lands.
Erian sat on a large stone step that over looked the garden. a Bright red ripe apple was grasped in his right hand, he took a bite, the juice misted onto his lips and it was a bitter sweet taste. How long had it been since he had been here? Years...it had been so long since he stopped ot enjoy the sites around him...the sites in this one private place. He sighed, it had been to long, "Forever and always..." he spoke softly as he took another bite of his apple.
