When I was 16, the Raiders were going to a championship game. We were in the playoffs and we were going out of town for one of the games. The band and guard was sitting on the charter buses waiting to take off. My friend Jennifer came up to me and handed me a brand new notebook of paper. It was her way of paying me back for something (it's been so long I don't remember what).
I was sitting in front of Mel and Jessi, and I spent my time writing. I started writing about this group of people, stuck in our world. They were here temporarily, or they were supposed to be. Five of them had no idea who they were and assumed they belonged here because their memories had been altered. One of them knew exactly who all of them were and bound by sacred oaths she had taken she could not tell them. She had wonderful abilities, yet somehow they'd been depleted and she had no way of getting her energy back. Not until she found her way back home. One night she disappears and the others go to find her. In their searches they come upon a cave where they find an orb. Something about this orb calls to them and they touch it. Magic happens and they find themselves falling into a pit of oblivion, to waken in a world they don't recognize. They're found by someone who knows them very well and is happy to see them alive. Taking them to a caravan, he gets them settled. Everyone recognizes them, though none come near them, having discovered they have no memories of this world.
Still, they are concerned for their friend, who they never found. During their trip there is one wagon that calls their attention. At various times they all try to get to it, only to be thwarted by the man who found them. Their trip takes them to a large lake that they must cross by ship to get to their final destination. On the ship, they're attacked and the mysterious passenger of the covered wagon reveals herself.
Her name is Tisha.
During my 16th year, Lady Mage was born. It's gone through some pretty damn drastic changes since then, but my wallpaper would no doubt be filled with images of Crisna and Tisha & Trey & Co.
Wow! Who knew a trip out of town for a band/color guard thing would give rise to your amazing story! :)
ReplyDeleteWell, the thing was a football game, lol, but yeah, it was the birth of a great epicness that will someday be down on paper completely.
ReplyDeleteWell thank god for Taft Football games lol! Oh and I would like an autographed copy of your book.
ReplyDeleteLol, I'll remember that, or you'll just remind me repeatedly!
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