06:35 by Name: Shahril aka 'Death to Kittens'
i think i m going to change the setting for the story into something a bit less confusing, especially in the naming of the cities and heroes. instead of madeup names i shall be using a mix of historical and ahistorical names as well as ensuring that the timeline for the story fits in around 1500s to 2000s in real world terms.
so, without further ado, the new storyline...
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"The foreigner!"
Shouted a boy running towards my home. "sire, i came from the docks this morning and i came to inform you the foreigner has arrived!" he said.
I hurriedly put on my robes and slippers and made way on my mule to see this man. we traveled 2 hours by foot towards the port city of 'said' on the north sea coast. Looking back i wondered, how DID that boy manage to run to me for 2 hours to delivery the message. "well then, its just fiction after all" i smiled then turn towards the path.
The port of said. This port is the only way in or out of this miserable island we call home for hundreds of miles around. It is a rich city full of wonders, worldly or otherwise. Many goods from many nations have graced the shelves of many saidian market stalls. In fact so many, that the king of the land had lost control of this properous city to the foreign men than ply the trade waters around it. But the common folk did not care, they were happy to make a quick penny or two from the lucrative trade that seemed grow everyday.
Anyway, when i reached the port city gates i enquired the gatesman "have u seen a foreign man around here lately?" the gatesman laughed and replied "hah! good sir, here you will find many foreigners, southerners, northerners, westerners and easterners, which among the thousands are you looking for?" I said "nevermind thank you" and left before i was rediculed further. i traveled to the nearest dockyards to look for this man. i asked my young companion "what did he look like?" he said "he had the look of a foreigner" to which i said "well that certainly doesnt help! can you give me a better description?" then the boy whilst picking his tiny nose said "well... he was wearing a strange sword around his waist" then i immediately dragged the boy onto the mule and made haste for the docklands.
Nearing nightfall, i was still scanning for a man with a strange sword, i looked in the workers huts, inns, pubs, sheds, even the constabulary (i suspect an man with a sword would have eventually winded up here) but to no avail. then finally, my age caught up with me and i collapsed on the wet, cool grass on the hill overlooking the port. the boy sat beside me and said "i'll look after you while you rest sir" "thank you boy" i said to him then i dozed off.
it wasnt long before he started to innocently poke my chest again, to which i said "boy, now is the time for rest. please let an old man catch his sleep"
"sire, its him"
I opened my eyes slowly, blinded by the reflection of rays from the moon. then a silhouette of a figure in front of my appeared and uttered the words "dom abdallah?"
"ahhh, Estrangeiro, você chegou!"
***
Notice i used some portuguese words. however i m not sure that it is the correct form , and furthermore i used wordlingo service from ms office to translate "ahhh, foreigner, you are here!", so who knows what kind of errors may have appeared. but the main thing is to get the atmosphere right and not the accuracy so thats justified i guess.
so, without further ado, the new storyline...
***
"The foreigner!"
Shouted a boy running towards my home. "sire, i came from the docks this morning and i came to inform you the foreigner has arrived!" he said.
I hurriedly put on my robes and slippers and made way on my mule to see this man. we traveled 2 hours by foot towards the port city of 'said' on the north sea coast. Looking back i wondered, how DID that boy manage to run to me for 2 hours to delivery the message. "well then, its just fiction after all" i smiled then turn towards the path.
The port of said. This port is the only way in or out of this miserable island we call home for hundreds of miles around. It is a rich city full of wonders, worldly or otherwise. Many goods from many nations have graced the shelves of many saidian market stalls. In fact so many, that the king of the land had lost control of this properous city to the foreign men than ply the trade waters around it. But the common folk did not care, they were happy to make a quick penny or two from the lucrative trade that seemed grow everyday.
Anyway, when i reached the port city gates i enquired the gatesman "have u seen a foreign man around here lately?" the gatesman laughed and replied "hah! good sir, here you will find many foreigners, southerners, northerners, westerners and easterners, which among the thousands are you looking for?" I said "nevermind thank you" and left before i was rediculed further. i traveled to the nearest dockyards to look for this man. i asked my young companion "what did he look like?" he said "he had the look of a foreigner" to which i said "well that certainly doesnt help! can you give me a better description?" then the boy whilst picking his tiny nose said "well... he was wearing a strange sword around his waist" then i immediately dragged the boy onto the mule and made haste for the docklands.
Nearing nightfall, i was still scanning for a man with a strange sword, i looked in the workers huts, inns, pubs, sheds, even the constabulary (i suspect an man with a sword would have eventually winded up here) but to no avail. then finally, my age caught up with me and i collapsed on the wet, cool grass on the hill overlooking the port. the boy sat beside me and said "i'll look after you while you rest sir" "thank you boy" i said to him then i dozed off.
it wasnt long before he started to innocently poke my chest again, to which i said "boy, now is the time for rest. please let an old man catch his sleep"
"sire, its him"
I opened my eyes slowly, blinded by the reflection of rays from the moon. then a silhouette of a figure in front of my appeared and uttered the words "dom abdallah?"
"ahhh, Estrangeiro, você chegou!"
***
Notice i used some portuguese words. however i m not sure that it is the correct form , and furthermore i used wordlingo service from ms office to translate "ahhh, foreigner, you are here!", so who knows what kind of errors may have appeared. but the main thing is to get the atmosphere right and not the accuracy so thats justified i guess.