Kingdom of Crestoria! 11
“What are you, where am I, what is this place. When I woke up I was locked up in a cell with a mark on my arm.What does this all mean.”
I can see his eyes roll in their sockets in different angels as I am threw my questions in his direction. And though I expected to be answered straight away It was rather a surprise he just stood still and moved his eyes around in a frantic way.
Then out of nowhere, it happened in a flash he turned his head and whole body to jump to the side of the desk. He threw over a stack of books he would re-stack in a calm manner. His eyes were back focussed on me and from the corner of his big mouth he sucked something away that seemed to be a wisp. It was when he rolled the lower jaw you could hear the crunches and breaking of bones.
It was clear he could see how disgusted I was hearing that crackling sound as he moved his mouth, not even tried to hide the little trail he sucked inside. “Sorry about that. Pesky, pesky bookmice eating gnaw at the pages that are important to me. Small crawl lie creatures, and quite ugly, but delicious they are. Now, now. The answers you asked.”
He takes a stand behind his desk again and rummaged through some books and rolls of paper, only to hold up one tattered scroll with flakes and chips falling from the wooden rod. “This is a story a foretold and written story about a hero to come every turn of moons. To protect the Kingdom against those who wish to destroy it. Yes, Yes seriously speaking, you are the chosen one.”
“No, no don’t speak, yes here it is.” He picks up another book and rushes through the pages only to stop and turn the book towards me. In front of me was a stone tablet embedded inside the pages and it showed me the exact same mark as on my arm. Soon as I seen it, it also started to burn a little. I closed my eyes from the pain of a sting that surged through my head. A vision sped by of four shadows merging to become one in a red flash. In the back I could see an island rampaged with people who seem to be cheering.
“Arghh that hurts, what the hell”
-“You seen right, birth of a hero, red light. It says here some has seen as well before you, Fascinating, fascinating. Questions, answers. Crestoria is what we call this world the Kingdom of Crestoria at its centre. An Island floating above water, around more islands, one country, many towns. Can only go to main land flying on certain times. Always moving never staying. Bridges connected the islands move back and forth like waves of ocean. Never crashing, never far apart. Magic keeps it together.”
Scowler started to dive into the books again and pushes them aside to empty the map he laid down earlier. “Look, Look. This is Crestoria.”
To be continued…