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Malendra the Crimson by ~PederAndersson:iconPederAndersson:



Malendra the Crimson and the Orb of Evecrux.


Born from the fire of Kzarda her destiny was from birth written in the angel book of the Goddess Flaér. Ten days after Malendra's arrival to the world the Soul Maen settled above the land and from his wing-tips fell the seeds of evil and deeply they rooted into the ground. A time of darkness came and creatures of warped flesh and bone roamed the land and each town and village became a island defended only by stout knights and magical charms.


Malendra sparred each day with her father on the high walls of his keep Cardence guarding the fire of Kzarda. The gifts bestowed upon Malendra by her divine birth made her ten years old body and mind equal to that of any full grown man and her father had to struggle to keep up with her agility and speed.


At the age of 22 during a session by the fire of Kzarda she received a vision transmitted from the mind of Goddess Flaér. In Malendra's mind shone the bright Orb of Evecrux white in the belly of a dark cave and as she awoke from the trance she vowed to retrieve it and restore the once glorious land.


She travelled alone along landscapes of deep plague. What once had been glorious cities were now ravaged ruins inhabited only by the foul creatures of Soul Maen feasting on corpses of long dead men or women. The lake that her father plenty had spoke of describing it with words such as clear, blue and divine were now a puddle of tar lifeless and still. In the north the mountains had crumbled under the terror of the Soul Maen and the once proud Hyjnar that lived there now only remained as ghosts or heroes of ancient tales.


One morning Malendra saw the Soul Maen, hiding in the shelter of a long dead tree she looked to the sky as the giant spirit of the Furion passed over her its dark great wings extending from its back releasing seeds of evil as it had done for her entire lifetime. Her vow sung again inside her chest and reinvigorated she headed further into the core of the evil infestation to search for the Orb of Evecrux.


The cave was only lit by the last light of the moon and she could see the two guards in dark armour with thin red slits as eyes watching the darkness. Her father had spoke of these Sentries, they were born from seeds rooted deeply into the earth's core and awoke wielding the terrible power of Mother Gaea herself. Malendra charged them in battle the sharp silver edge of her sword bright as she slashed them and the power of Goddess Flaér in her blood became their death.


She ventured into the cave and inside she heard the Orb of Evecrux call for its saviour and into the depth she followed what became a song and at last she finally saw it, reached for it and seized it feeling the power of old rush through her.
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A piece I wrote for this contest [link] hosted by =tedzerds21 [link]

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:icontedzerds21:
Excellent submission, thanks so much for writing it. I really liked the magical fantastical world that you plunge the reader right in. It fits nicely with the picture. :heart:
:iconpederandersson:
I'm glad that you liked it, you made my morning really sunny. Thank you.

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:icontedzerds21:
You're very welcome. :heart:
:iconerilisvampyre:
*nod* Nicely done.
I like this whole world that you've created it the chain of inspiration.

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