A Land Far Away

I would go...but the school semester started 4 days ago...

Szintala sat in the cold stone throne, one foot on the ground, the other slung over the armrest. She leaned her chin on the palm of her left hand, while her right idly played with the wand with the sickly green glow "Why should I believe you, rivvel?" The human wept, tears running steadily...

Dug these from my computer from the abyss of knowledge.

As I travel the Realms, All the while showing the Hand, Preaching your word as the Duty, For words of you are spoken through me, Shine on me the light of thee, So unbelievers will believe. If ever I wrong your words, Strike on me like prey birds, For my life I vowed to thee, And no meanings has a li...

My Lord the True, Sitting on your throne in the Lonely Citadel, Which rests on Mount Celestia, In TrueHeart bordering Mercuria. May your name be praised, May you be worshiped for all eternity, May your justice be brought through all the Realms. Give us our Duty, As we’ll accomplish it in a fashion, ...

Hail Torm! Hail the True! For thou have blessed thee. And the essence of Duty is in thee. For my soul I’ll give for thou. In achieving my duties for thee. For a lifetime with nothing to do. Will leave the soul and spirit empty. I salute thee, the Loyal Fury Source of Strenght of Will Tyr stands with...

Mighty Torm, My Lord, My Way, Enlighten me, in times of unavoidable conflicts, For I’ll need your implacable conviction, In the outcome I’ll be a part of. Flood my heart with courage, For not fearing death makes me stronger. Shine on my mind so that my act of faith, Does not end in a unaccomplished ...

Szintala grasped the bar, her upper body bathed in perspiration as she struggled to pull herself up once more. "Feet together! Pull yourself up, do it! Do it now!" Her eyes were pressed tightly together, her teethed clenched as she strained her muscles, pulling her body up nearly one foot ...

You guys have any ideas on what happens to Szintala next chapter? She would be a bit older.

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Author's note: She IS a child after all, and child logic is totally...ummm... childlike. So her behavior isn't meant to be totally believable at this time, though it will color who she will be in the future.

SMACK! Szintala fell to the ground, a hand going up to cup her inflamed cheek. She grimaced inwardly, looking at her bloody hand, feeling the blood drip from her nostrils. Hate flared in her chest, heating her ears as she struggled to get up. A foot planted itself on her chest, pushing her back down...

[Not recommended for the faint at heart, or for minors, leave now] Silently, the blade rose higher and higher into the air, flickering candlelight reflecting off the sharp, serrated edges of the knife. Szintala smiled happily, her face full of delight as she continued to tease and torment her victim...

With lightning and sound, away we go, Kal Shadar and I, into Danger's Glow, In stinking sewers, in moldering waste, With rats a plenty and disease and human paste. Within a single lanterns glow, The night was dark, in Waterdeep's below, With slinking shadow and dazzling staff, Came a mage in red, a...