Chapter 1

Chapter 1

A Chapter by SharedRealities

The story begins.


An Unfolding of Love


Compelling Composer


J. M. Gershom


Chapter 1


    As many great stories begin, it was a very long time ago, in a distant land unknown as the one in which we live in now. The story we shall tell begins with a young girl. Her name was Reaceau.

    As a child, she was always curious and would often go out on adventures by herself to see the surrounding countryside and woods. She heard stories from the town folk that the woods were enchanted. This made her even more curious.

    Her adventures sometimes got her in trouble because she wouldn’t tell her parents, Duke Oliver and Duchess Amelia. They would usually have to send out a few soldiers to find her. She always had the last laugh though, because when the soldiers finally came back to the estate, they would see her playing with her father’s dogs. Her parents always thought her odd, but they loved her very much. They felt blessed to be given this child by the priesthood, for they were barren due to a past plague as with others within the realm.

    During the time of her eighth summer, Reaceau had started to pay close attention to the rumors she heard from adults and older children. She would listen secretly, for she knew if she got caught, she would be punished. She was very intelligent for her age and would come up with clever plans to be able to hear the news that went around.

   Sheila, one of Reaceau’s playmates, was the daughter of King Leopold The Just. All though Sheila was a princess, she didn’t want Reaceau to call her that because they were friends. They spent a lot of time together since Duke Oliver was the nephew of the King. So when there were any parties and special events, Reaceau would, unknowingly, convince Sheila to ask the King for permission to let her friend stay at the castle. The King didn’t mind because for some reason he liked the little girl too.

    She packed her satchel with things she would need and stayed with Sheila in her bedroom, since the two girls were not permitted to go into the party room. Reaceau had remembered that the party didn’t even start till eleven o’clock, and knew that their curfew was ten. She would count to two hundred after the clock struck eleven, then climb downstairs to listen. She was aware, that if she got caught, she might never be able to go to Sheila’s again, so she would have to be cunning.
    It was twenty minutes till ten, and the young girls were preparing themselves for sleep. Reaceau was wearing her best nightgown, pale blue with thin lace and a tiny ribbon that rested on her chest. She thought that in case she did get caught, she should, at least, look decent.

    “Oh, Reaceau, I cannot wait till we become of age to go to parties! But we are only Eights, and I envy the Twelves! The Twelves get to go to the grown-up parties, and this will be their first one, tonight! They dress in pretty gowns and suits and dance, and drink, and have fun! Don’t you wish we could go parties, too?” Sheila asked as she combed her long, dark red hair. Reaceau wished her hair was as straight and flowing as Sheila’s.
    “ Just wait, one day we will be able to party, too!” Reaceau told her companion as she finished combing her hair.

    Sheila smiled. “ You’re correct, as usual,” she laughed.
    Night settled in and the girls climbed into bed. It creaked, but Reacaeu had no fear. She knew her friend was a deep sleeper. The clock struck eleven and Sheila was sound asleep, Reaceau was wide-awake. She began to count. She pulled back the sheets, carefully putting them back in their place before leaving. Then slipped on her bedroom shoes and tiptoed down the stairs, knowing not the step on the third, ninth, and tenth on her way down because they were loud. At the bottom step, she peeked around the stone corner to find a place to hide. Thankfully, fancy cloths draped fully over the table’s sides. She ran swiftly to the nearest table, slipped underneath, and held her breath, praying that she wouldn’t get caught tonight.
    Time passed, and after plenty of dancing, the guests grew hungry. The table that Reaceau hid underneath eventually occupied six Twelves, two boys and four girls. She realized this by the shoes they wore.
    “I swear, the story is true! It’s really there! Me and Tuck, we saw it! With our own eyes!” one of the boys hurriedly said.
    “ Yeah, it be there alright. Scary, ugly, it’s a monster we tell ye!” came the voice Reaceau could only guess was Tuck.
    “ Well, I don’t believe you! Monsters aren’t real!” said the voice of a girl with a soft, gentle voice.
    “ They are only fairytales!” another girl stated, she had a deep, strong voice.
    “ Ye girls betta’ watch ye mouths, or else he’ll get ye, too!” Tuck teased. “ Me ‘n Quint, we don’t lie!”

    “What about the time you said Lady McDray…” the girl with the low voice began.

    “That was real and you know it!” Quint exclaimed. “ And we’re telling ya, there really, really is a monster in the woods!”
    Reaceau stifled a gasp. A monster? She knew she had to keep listening.
    “You know Princess Sheila’s brothers, Prince Brenton and Prince Quentin?” Reaceau smiled when she heard Prince Brenton’s name. “They know about the monster, too. They just wont tell anyone,” said Quint.

    Reaceau’s heart began to race. Maybe she could go and find the monster, capture it, and Prince Brenton would love her. Yes, he may have been a Thirteen when she was only an Eight, but there was still a chance it could work.
    After the party, Reaceau slipped into bed as quietly as she could.
    “Did you sneak off to go see Brenton?” Sheila joked, only half awake.
    “Sheila, you did not see me sneak off, you do not know that I went to the party, you do not remember this conversation. Understand?” Reaceau said, surprising herself.
    Sheila’s drooping eyes glowed for a brief moment. She opened her mouth, paused, and then said, “Oh, okay.” She then fell asleep. Reaceau, confused, went to sleep as well.
    In the morning, she bid her friend goodbye and set off towards the woods to find the monster. She stole a butcher’s knife from the kitchen, just in case she got into any trouble. She felt bad for doing it, but she promised herself that she would bring it back. Telling no one where she was going, she was determined to do this by herself.

    She entered the forest and headed towards where the land became swampy. She remembered hearing that earlier. If she were quiet enough, the monster would come out. Even the sound of the snapping of a twig could run him off. “Strange behavior,” she thought.

    Sweat started to form on her forehead, and she began to quiver. Nervous, the rustling sounds of nearby bushes made her worry. What if the monster was a titanic beast, with sharp fangs that could rip her to shreds? What if it had strong claws that could tear her in half? She had no more time to ponder these things, because the bushes started to shake more violently. The hole formed in the ground underneath the bushes, sucking them down into the dark abyss. A monstrous creature rose from the hole and growled a long, deep snarl.
    “Do not be afraid. Look in the creature’s eyes. Focus,” said a confident voice in the back of the young girl’s mind. She did what she was told and stared deep into the beasts’ black beady eyes. The massive creature was not intimidated. Reaceau grew more afraid. “Don’t back down,” the voice commanded. “Keep staring!”
    Suddenly, from the pit of her stomach, she felt words materializing and rise to her mouth and escape from her lips.

    “Avadi Meszer!” she projected. As soon as she had finished, she felt tired and took a deep breath. The creature charged towards her. She hardened her glare into its eyes. The beast froze mid-stride and its eyes glowed, just as Sheila’s had, and fell to the ground. She carefully studied it. The beast had two large horns, teeth sharper than razor blades, and a long tail that felt scratchy. She raised her knife and chopped off the end of the monster’s tail. She smiled triumphantly. She felt victorious, but quickly grew weak from the encounter. Slowly, she took the tip of its tail and shoved it into her satchel with her other belongings.

    Unknown to Reaceau, as she placed the tail into the bottom of her bag, the High Priest, Benigmas, was nearby. He had seen everything and was dumb struck, but quickly recovered when he saw the beast move towards Reaceau. This time she reacted in a way that was most natural. She screamed.

    Benigmas darted in front of her. Before this weakened evil creature could recover, he reached out his arms. The tips of his index fingers and thumbs touched the same digits of the opposite hand, forming a diamond. With a thunderous cry, he roared, “Devotae Morge!”

    A radiant plume of translucent red light formed in the diamond formed by Benigmas’s outstretched arms and hands.

    The beast now rushed the two humans and was about to leap upon them when Benigmas cried out, “Voltus Firoma!” A beam of deep red light shot through the air and struck the monster dead and turned it into a smoldering mass of burnt flesh.

    Reaceau winched at the smell of the charred carcass. Then she embraced the High Priest like a small child embracing a parent.
    “ Miss, would you like to explain what I’ve just witnessed here?” he gently asked.
    Reaceau’s blond hair fell behind her face as she looked up at the High Priest. Her face flushed bright pink as she answered, “ Honestly, sir, I have no idea. I felt like I needed to do it.” 

    With a serious tone, Benigmas shook his head and replied, “Well then, young lady. Why don’t you come with me?”

    As Reaceau nodded her head, she asked, “What of the creature, the monster?”

    Benigmas glanced back at the lifeless form, while smoke still rose from it. “The ground will take back what it born. Now, come child, much needs to be done!”

    Reaceau was still weak from the encounter, but felt strength from the High Priest. As they walked down the moon lit path, she had no idea how her life was about to change.

© 2011 SharedRealities

Author's Note

Compelling Composer and J.M. Gershom are excited to now share with everyone Chapter 1! We hope you will enjoy this start of what we hope to be journey of discovery for all.

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Added on January 3, 2011
Last Updated on January 4, 2011
Tags: novel, love, prophecies, adventure, magic, fantasy, princess, prince, king, queen, priest, quest, kingdom, realm



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