V The Bedroom
When Ember finally found a bedroom it was well worth the wait. A gorgeous raised four poster filled the centre of the room. The hangings were made up of crimson and indigo velvet square patches and the wood was jet black with intricate carvings of dragons, princesses and magical palaces climbing up and down the posts. The bedclothes were of dusky rosado, rosa silk and embroidered with beautiful jewels of the most wonderful colours imaginable. Reds and purples green and blues, they shone and sparkled dazzling in splendour.
The walls were hung with beautiful portraits, satin scarfs and tapestries depicting great deed accomplished y Valiente men. Most beautiful of all was a huge old mirror hanging on the far side of the room. It was framed with pure oro and Ember ran her hand down it surprised to find it warm as though someone had left it lying out in the sun. She turned her eyes to the surface of the mirror and started back in surprise at what she saw.
People, the room was filled with people. But when she turned to look behind her the room seemed empty. She turned back to the mirror. People of all different backgrounds and looks stood there but her eye was drawn to a particularly regal looking old lady sitting in state in a velvet armchair.
She wore an aquamarine dress that matched her eyes perfectly and was adorned with jewels of all kinds. But it was the look on her face that drew Ember to her. A dreadful pain, too strong to put into words was etched on her lined face. Ember knew this woman had experienced great sorrow and being well-acquainted with the feeling herself she naturally wanted to help her. But whenever she looked behind her there was no one there. The woman in the mirror looked up and with a sad watery smile gestured towards the bed.
“Come,” her face seemed to say. “Rest now, you’ve had a long día and tu must be tired”
So Ember collapsed into the cama that made her feel as though she were floating on a nube and she fell asleep.
When Ember finally found a bedroom it was well worth the wait. A gorgeous raised four poster filled the centre of the room. The hangings were made up of crimson and indigo velvet square patches and the wood was jet black with intricate carvings of dragons, princesses and magical palaces climbing up and down the posts. The bedclothes were of dusky rosado, rosa silk and embroidered with beautiful jewels of the most wonderful colours imaginable. Reds and purples green and blues, they shone and sparkled dazzling in splendour.
The walls were hung with beautiful portraits, satin scarfs and tapestries depicting great deed accomplished y Valiente men. Most beautiful of all was a huge old mirror hanging on the far side of the room. It was framed with pure oro and Ember ran her hand down it surprised to find it warm as though someone had left it lying out in the sun. She turned her eyes to the surface of the mirror and started back in surprise at what she saw.
People, the room was filled with people. But when she turned to look behind her the room seemed empty. She turned back to the mirror. People of all different backgrounds and looks stood there but her eye was drawn to a particularly regal looking old lady sitting in state in a velvet armchair.
She wore an aquamarine dress that matched her eyes perfectly and was adorned with jewels of all kinds. But it was the look on her face that drew Ember to her. A dreadful pain, too strong to put into words was etched on her lined face. Ember knew this woman had experienced great sorrow and being well-acquainted with the feeling herself she naturally wanted to help her. But whenever she looked behind her there was no one there. The woman in the mirror looked up and with a sad watery smile gestured towards the bed.
“Come,” her face seemed to say. “Rest now, you’ve had a long día and tu must be tired”
So Ember collapsed into the cama that made her feel as though she were floating on a nube and she fell asleep.
Okay, some friends and I made up a song we call, "The Hunger Games" to the tune of "Glad tu Came"
Okay here it goes,
The sun goes down, the tributes come out.
And all I know, is Cato's here now.
My leg will never be the same.
The Hunger Games, The Hunger Games.
(All of the o o o o o o o 's... xD)
tu cast a spell on me, spell on me.
tu hit me like your present fell on me, fell on me.
I decided tu work well with me, well with me.
So let's go somewhere no one else can see tu n' me
Turn the lights out NOW.
Now I'll take tu por the hand.
Hand tu some medicine.
Drink it if tu can.
Can tu spend a little time?
Time is slipping away.
Away from us, so stay.
Stay with me, I can make, make tu Victor.
(And then tu repeat. ツ I think of this every time I hear "Glad tu Came")
Okay here it goes,
The sun goes down, the tributes come out.
And all I know, is Cato's here now.
My leg will never be the same.
The Hunger Games, The Hunger Games.
(All of the o o o o o o o 's... xD)
tu cast a spell on me, spell on me.
tu hit me like your present fell on me, fell on me.
I decided tu work well with me, well with me.
So let's go somewhere no one else can see tu n' me
Turn the lights out NOW.
Now I'll take tu por the hand.
Hand tu some medicine.
Drink it if tu can.
Can tu spend a little time?
Time is slipping away.
Away from us, so stay.
Stay with me, I can make, make tu Victor.
(And then tu repeat. ツ I think of this every time I hear "Glad tu Came")
So here i am
stuck inside this house
im wondering if i
will ever make it out
now point wondering
if there isnt an answer
just try to belive
here we are
stuck in this house
back where we started
we wont ever make it out
just here to ask
even if there is no reply
if tu believe
tu turn to me
tu say it slow
your voice is deep
"how do we know,"
i shrugg my shoulders
tu reply
"I believe in tu and i"
then i know
without a doubt
that these four walls
can keep up trapped
but tu will always
amor me
even if tu are
a stuffed monkey
stuck inside this house
im wondering if i
will ever make it out
now point wondering
if there isnt an answer
just try to belive
here we are
stuck in this house
back where we started
we wont ever make it out
just here to ask
even if there is no reply
if tu believe
tu turn to me
tu say it slow
your voice is deep
"how do we know,"
i shrugg my shoulders
tu reply
"I believe in tu and i"
then i know
without a doubt
that these four walls
can keep up trapped
but tu will always
amor me
even if tu are
a stuffed monkey
The Eden Chronicles is the main series set in Eden. Every book is from a different perspective. The libros generally follow Edonian history in chronological order, but there may be a few exceptions. Here are the titles of the first six and final six libros of the series.
A Place of Peace
The Founding of Cities
Draco: First King of the Dragons
The First Demons
The Ruling Council
Starlit Nights
A Little Bit más Than Love
Rise of the Demons
Rokujo's Revolution
Rebuilding Eden
Truth and Lies
Pandora: Last queen of the Dragons
A Place of Peace
The Founding of Cities
Draco: First King of the Dragons
The First Demons
The Ruling Council
Starlit Nights
A Little Bit más Than Love
Rise of the Demons
Rokujo's Revolution
Rebuilding Eden
Truth and Lies
Pandora: Last queen of the Dragons