Journey to Summerston : Prolouge
This is the story I am writing for NaNoWriMo. The plan is for quantity so editing is very little. HOWEVER, i will still be editing as i go. So misspelt words are changed, bad grammar will be edited. Just not extreamly well. Still do enjoy!
Journy to Summerston Written by TiggyTigerPrologueYear: 1003 ADSeason : mid-autumn The middle years of man. No technology, law enforcement minimal and
rarely could you find a person you could trust. The streets were dangerous and
work was hard to come by.But mostly, it was the people that were different.Those born during the summer, spring, autumn, and winter solstice were given the ability to use the gift of summoning magic to aid
them. Using Universal energy; 'the flow' aids
them in any situation they wanted, while their powers being the most powerful during their Season of which they are born. Those few select people could do amazing things. Fire could blaze
from their paws, they could summon the undead to aid them in crisis, they could
use 'the flow' to heal any wounds, how ever. The more powerful the attack, the
longer ammout of time it took to build up enough 'flow' to summon. It was hard
to use in battle, but these people were nonetheless gifted, and very
dangerously powerful They walked among the regular people, known to all as Tempori's, the
word coming form the Latin word Temporibusque meaning Seasons. They were
impossible to point out unless you saw the use of 'flow' and some could go
their entire lives not being known as a Tempori. Most would live like a regular being, only using it when necessary,
others used it freely and mostly died in battle.Some were able to use it well, and some were even able to build
there flow faster, but all (at some point) found it to be a burden at one point
in there life.The Tempori's were a powerful and feared race... well... to most.