At the end of the day, the misterious diary start glowing with a green and blue light, while a weak current of air elevate it a little in the air. Slowly, the book opens, and stop on the second page which was still in blank, but in the white page, black letters are being written by a phantom hand.
April 22nd, 2011
Its been just a few hours since i arrived half-dead to this village, but the tiredness i got from the forest is almost gone, a rest in a good bed is always wellcome. Since i woke up, the people of the town have been all over me, looks like im the new topic of the town since the elder told them about my origins, at least they were enough considerated to let me rest the last night.
The more i talk with these people and walk though the village, the more use i get, although is still really weird; i mean, just 24 hours ago i was in a metallic world with almost no social interaction, and now look, surround by wood, animals and people asking me withouth leting me breath. Of course i didnt just answer questions, but asked a few too, that way i learned a bit of the traditions and stories of this place and what they call "common knowledge".
Looks like this world is called Illyriad, a word that i dont recognize from any language, its comprensible, since im not in my world... another thing i was surprised to discover was that i can speak their language, i heard and say the words in my language so at first i though we all talked the same language, but when i saw their writing i understood it was different, i cant understand even one letter... another thing i heard is that in this world there are four different races: humans, elves, dwarfes and orcs; the people of this place are elves and they say im an elf too. But how can that be? im human... i mean in my world there are just humans, why i ended up being an elf? i dont understand it...
Its not even midday and im already tired, the childrens here are too energetics! it seems i cant follow their rythm, still im a lot faster than in my world, its like my whole body was made from thin air. When the little elf boys finally let me go to play by themselves, i continued my walk though the village. It wasnt that big, but the trees everywhere and the hidden paths made it hard to visit every corner.
it was in one of my walk though the path hidden at the forest, where i discover something fascinating and scary. A giant ball of fire was heading to my way appearing from nowhere, if i reacted a few seconds later, i problably had been burn, maybe not to death, but it would have an ungly scar.
Still on the floor, half surprised and half angry, i looked around me like a wild beast, trying to discover the reason of my "intense" experience. At least i could see a little boy running to me with a worried expretion, i couldnt get angry at him after seeing that face of temor, he was probably afraid of having hurting someone.
I stood up slowly, even if i wasnt burn alive, i got a really big hit when landing, to have a faster and more agile body doesnt mean that my mind is agile too... With an ankward smile, i tranquilize the boy showing him that i was okay, hearing that the boy finally calmed down a little.
Still in surprise and, when the boy finally was in the mood to talk calmly, i asked him what was he doing there alone in the forest. He told me that he was practicing magic that would be dangerous on a place with magic but that, thanks to the humidity of the forest, it doesnt have any danger on this place. Basically, i had bad luck. But wait, thats not the point here, did he say magic? are you serious? i though magic was a fantastic thing, just existing on the imagination... but now that i think about it im in another world, poblate with four different races, so i should be a little more open-mind...
talking a while with the boy about the magic characteristics and the use the elves had for them, i was guide by him back to the village, looks like i got lost in the hidden paths and ended in the deep forest, that explained that i couldnt arrive at the place i wanted. Just when we were about to depart, the boy stoped me and made me luck at my leg, look like i got a small scratch that was bleeding, i was so absorved in the talk that didnt even noticed it. He crouch to touch the injure softly, then his hand began shining with a pale white. At first i receive a sharp pain, but later i didnt felt anything, just like an anesthesic. The guy couldnt reprime a smile when he told me that it would be hard for me to go back with the leg slept, i answered him with an ironic smile while he went the other way.
I had to go back to my house with one leg, it may have been easy in a street, but in this places, where roots and herbs are everywhere, it was a challenge for me. Once i arrived, the first thing i did was fall in the bed, if im going to end the day withouth energy everyday, please someone shoot me... looks like today was a free day, to let me "rest" and know a little about the village and the villagers, but tomorrow it seems i will have to help and work, i wonder what they want me to do as the elder sustitute...
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How much time pased... hours? days? i cant even see the sky so i dont know, my feets hurts like hell and my mouth is dry, i drank a little water from the tree's leaves, but is not enough to compensate the effort i was doing. Will i die here all alone? without understanding what happened? No... i wont allow it... is this what humans call survival instinct? it makes me move forward even withouth energy. Please... let me find something...
The image i saw when we arrived was just like in a fairy tail, at my front there was a giant tree, completely alone in a clare of the forest and with strange carvings on it. It was emitting lights from the inside, and a big group of elves were waiting at the outside.