I was just thinking about not seeing anything of this story recently.
Now I have to decide whether another chapter is a good thang or a bad
thang. :}b
Suggested changes: {before : after}
On Mon, 24 Feb 2003 06:21:20 EST Kyhdin@aol.com wrote:
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Spel cheking and other review is easier if you leave a space after
elipsis.
"Then again, I have no idea what I'm talking about,
so that may not be my actual opinion."
Sensible.
The Clinic's garage was huge. A former barn, it had become a {catch all : catchall} for
everything the clinic had accumulated over the years. Desks, chairs, tools, {: shoes,}
stacks of wood, equipment, and boxes of who knew what. The walls were made of
thick stone and the roof of wood topped with slate. At some point in the
past, somebody had covered the inside of the barn with insulation and then
wood over that, making in cool in the summer and theoretically (she hadn't
tested that part yet), warm in the winter.
Why would she want it any warmer? I'm sure the first thing she put in
was airconditioning.
At the moment, she, Rayelene, and Bunny sat in the library section of the
loft.
"GRAAAAAGHHHH!" Bunny screamed into the heavy gag clenched in her teeth as
she flinched, breaking the eye contact she had been holding with Rayelene in
a decidedly unfriendly staring contest.
I had been wondering how Rayelene and Bunny managed to be in the same
room without an explosion.
"I said, don't move," Amy Lynn said in what her mother called a "doctor
voice," and Bunny stilled. The blonde sat on one of the couches stripped to
the waist, bra strap hanging off one shoulder, which gave Amy Lynn plenty of
room to work. Though she had numbed the wound with some of her mom's
supplies, Bunny was still feeling pain. Of course, that may also have been
due to the fact that Amy Lynn was cleaning the wound with a foul smelling
glop that the other two were fairly sure was eating away the bowl. "My visor
picked up some sort of chemical on the blade and it could be poison so {: I} want
to be sure I cover the entire inside of the wound with this antidote."
"Don't be silly," Amy Lynn said absently. "Canis Major and Leo when overlaid
by Ursa Major forms the chemical {compments : components} of {a : the} neutralizing agent that would
be most effective on the substance." She shrugged. "Simple really. I'm
surprised that neither one of you suggested it."
"Sure they do," Amy Lynn said, looking up from her work. "I..." she trailed
off as she saw the looks Rayelene, Bunny and Luna were giving her. "Don't
they?" The other three shook their heads. "{But...mom : But... Mom} said..." Her hands shook
and Raylene came over and took the applicator from Amy Lynn's hand.
Finally an indication that Amy Lynn catches that she's not perfectly
normal.
"She said that there was nothing wrong with me. That I was just as smart as
anybody else. Even when I made the neighbor's dog talk. I didn't understand
why they were so shocked, all I did was feed {: it : him : her} a formula that let {it : him : her} grow a
voice box. I'm normal..." Amy Lynn stared at the others, the shock, surprise,
and the truth plain on their faces. "Normal, I tell you," Amy Lynn tried
again, willing herself to disbelieve their expression. "I'm not a freak..."
Her breath came in short gasps. "There's nothing wr--wrong with making robots
out food supplies...it's completely normal to build five megawatt lasers out
of trashcans. It is!" Her voice had risen to a shout. "I'M NORMAL, DAMNIT!"
and for one moment, Amy Lynn changed. �
Is Normal her Dark Kingdom form's name? It's just been a simple
misunderstanding :}b
Now it also sounds like Janice is more aware of Ami's special nature
than it appeared before.
"Yes, yes," Malachite said, waving a hand {dismissivly : dismissively}, "but what were they?
Who and what species were they that rutted with one of Janice's ancestors? It
wasn't our light side cousins, it sure as hell wasn't the Fae, it tasted all
wrong for a {Divinity : divinity}, and {Dwarves : dwarves} simply don't have that kind of power."
"Dragons?"
"They hate the humans, and everyone else, for that matter."
Even with catsup?
"What if she lied? What if we weren't freed, but chained? If being a dark
elf, a Sidhe of the night is truly what I am, then so be it. I have more
power at my command then most nations. I could destroy this entire valley by
myself and leave it a wasteland. I loved Zoisite, I truly enjoyed our time
together. My mouth waters at the thought of leveling this {Valley : valley}, of leaving
nothing alive. My hand aches to feel the impact of my sword cleaving flesh
and bone and watching the life drain from my opponent's eyes.
"Yes, my queen, however, I did-" A black crystal sprang into being around
Jeddite, freezing him in mid sentence.
Hasty. Now she'll never hear his report. That still leaves Malachite
and Nephrite with a decision to make. It sounds like Nephrite had
already been considering opposing Beryl and was waiting for Malachite
to come around. Amy Lynn is the perfect catalyst for that.
"I'm not sure," Amy Lynn replied. "These almost look like a runic version of
classic {latin : Latin}, but I've never heard of {latin : Latin} being written in runes before."
To: alanderson@usanetconnect.com
From: {dues : deus}_e@xmachina.org
{: Subject: }Re: Translation Please.
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The runes aren't even {latin : Latin} or anywhere near it. Supposedly, according to
what I was told, myth claims that the ancient {roman : Roman} and {greek : Greek} gods had their
own language, separate from the mortals who's lives they toyed with.
Now here's the weird part. The name Endymiyon is connected with a little
known Roman myth revolving around this tiny island off the coast of Italy.
Supposedly, Diana, the {roman : Roman} goddess of the moon promised the queen of that
{Island : island} a thousand years of peace and prosperity. As a symbol, Diana gave the
queen a piece of the moon itself in the shape of a crystal. This crystal
supposedly contained a great deal of Diana's power.
After that, the story gets really bizarre. As the thousand years drew to a
close, a {Sorceress : sorceress} named Beryl seduced away four of the {Islands : island's} defenders and
transformed them into "Sidhune". The closest translation of that word is
Sidhe, but the description of them sounds more like the Dark Elves of D&D.
She apparently wanted the crystal's power to free some minor demigod or Titan
or something named Metallia.
Whatever happened, Beryl and the {Island's : island's} ruler slew each other in a terrible
battle, and the queen's daughter fled with the crystal, taking sanctuary in a
temple dedicated to...you guessed it. Demeter.
Touched by her plea, Endymiyon, who was one of the {Temple's : temple's} soldiers/priests
turned to Demeter for help. Supposedly, that plea touched off a blazing row
among the gods. Most didn't want to get involved, others argued that this
{Mettalia : Metallia} could be a threat. In the end, Demeter, Jupiter, Mars, Venus,
Mercury, and Diana decided that the crystal needed to be put out of the reach
of mortals. So they each chose a champion and told them that they were to
sail across the great ocean to the West until they found a place to stash the
crystal. As a side note; Endymion was the only priest, the rest were
priestesses.
That makes the mythology the princess and priestesses come from much
clearer.
If that object you have is in fact genuine, it means you're holding authentic
proof of the old {roman : Roman} myths. So if they're true, who knows what else is?