Anonomé
24th Dec 2008, 06:38 PM
Okay.. First story. Let's hope this goes well! =D
It's based on the medieval times, and I'll try to be as accurate as I can for everything. I really hope you guys like it! This is really just the prologue, given the fact that it occurs mostly in the middle of the story. It's kind of short, but the other chapters after it will be much longer. I promise. ^_^
Oh, before I forget.. The whole "thee" and "art thou" kind of speaking won't be used in this story. xD Sorry if you feel it takes away from the authenticity. =\ I thought it might make things kind of confusing and the dialog would be awkward.
Warning: These first pictures are very dark, but the rest for the story the lighting will be much better. This is a nighttime scene.
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Prologue
Crystalline eyes studied the dark skies above, curiously noting how no stars had seemed to dare to blanket the land in which she inhabited; how none of the usual ambiance of crickets and frogs was present.
http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd166/xtribalvisionsx/sims%202%20story/Shot1copy.gif
Surely, the world sensed the tension of what the young girl knew would blossom during this encounter with the one person she resents more than any other; the woman who always was the one to cast disapproving glares and to spat unnecessary insults.
It seemed funny to Isabella how it had been Georgiana who had sent a note requesting that they meet at the darkest hour of the night.
They were complete polar opposites, each living in a completely different world. Even now, them associating is territory that had not ever been tread upon.
Bella is a peasant.
Georgiana is mere steps away from becoming the Princess of Armenshire.
And yet, Bella has the one thing that Georgiana may never have.
The one thing that Georgiana will fight for until there is only one woman left standing.
The one person who's affections will give Georgiana the title of Queen of Armenshire.
Bella has Aaron.
http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd166/xtribalvisionsx/sims%202%20story/Shot2copy.gif
"I didn't think you'd come."
Bella's eyes fluttered closed, her lips parting slightly.
She must have been so immersed in her thoughts she hadn't heard Georgiana approach.
Got to stay on your toes, Bells.
Had Bella not known Georgiana well enough, she would have almost taken her words as genuine curiosity. Yet, that was not the case.
She could sense the sharp edge in the young woman's voice, and it made her uneasy.
http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd166/xtribalvisionsx/sims%202%20story/Shot3copy.gif
Bella turned around slowly, gazing at the brunette.
"I didn't quite think you would even associate with me, given the obvious," Bella stated cooly, "especially at this hour." she added, her gaze sweeping over the landscape behind Georgiana uninterestedly.
Georgiana rolled her eyes, an exasperated sigh escaping her lips as she began to release her anxiety and anger that had built up after all this time.
In her eyes, this had all gone much too far.
"Look," she said harshly, "what your doing is completely inappropriate. Unheard of. You can't just waltz in and snatch up a prince with your filthy little hands. It doesn't work. Aaron belongs with me, someone who is actually worthy of him. You are nothing but a worthless little peasant with an ugly little face that no one will ever love, and you know it. You're nothing but a whore, crying out for attention. So leave Aaron alone, or you will regret it." She took a breath, glaring at me. "You would never be accepted by anyone as the Queen."
http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd166/xtribalvisionsx/sims%202%20story/Shot4copy.gif
Her tone caught Bella off guard, causing her to stumble backwards a step, the cool stones of the wall digging harshly into her back.
"Georgiana, I --"
"But I know that you're just too stubborn to ever accept any of that," She hissed through clenched teeth. "So remember -- I'm doing you a favor."
http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd166/xtribalvisionsx/sims%202%20story/Shot5copy.gif
Her next move caught Bella completely off guard; she had no chance to evade the shove, her arms flailing out as she desperately groped for something, anything, she could grab.
She fell over backward off of the stone architecture, the flesh of her cheek scraping against the rough surface of the wall as her body flipped over itself. A soft cry flitted past her lips, her eyes squeezing shut as she plummeted towards the deep waters of the river below.
http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd166/xtribalvisionsx/sims%202%20story/Shot6copy.gif
For a moment, she could fly.
Her problems faded...
Her worries slipping away...
For a moment, just a moment,
she was free of the anxiety, the angst, the pain, the fear.
She was weightless.
Even as she broke the surface of the waters with a splash, she had long since succumbed to the warm comforts of this strange world where nothing hurt.
She was bliss.
It's based on the medieval times, and I'll try to be as accurate as I can for everything. I really hope you guys like it! This is really just the prologue, given the fact that it occurs mostly in the middle of the story. It's kind of short, but the other chapters after it will be much longer. I promise. ^_^
Oh, before I forget.. The whole "thee" and "art thou" kind of speaking won't be used in this story. xD Sorry if you feel it takes away from the authenticity. =\ I thought it might make things kind of confusing and the dialog would be awkward.
Warning: These first pictures are very dark, but the rest for the story the lighting will be much better. This is a nighttime scene.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Prologue
Crystalline eyes studied the dark skies above, curiously noting how no stars had seemed to dare to blanket the land in which she inhabited; how none of the usual ambiance of crickets and frogs was present.
http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd166/xtribalvisionsx/sims%202%20story/Shot1copy.gif
Surely, the world sensed the tension of what the young girl knew would blossom during this encounter with the one person she resents more than any other; the woman who always was the one to cast disapproving glares and to spat unnecessary insults.
It seemed funny to Isabella how it had been Georgiana who had sent a note requesting that they meet at the darkest hour of the night.
They were complete polar opposites, each living in a completely different world. Even now, them associating is territory that had not ever been tread upon.
Bella is a peasant.
Georgiana is mere steps away from becoming the Princess of Armenshire.
And yet, Bella has the one thing that Georgiana may never have.
The one thing that Georgiana will fight for until there is only one woman left standing.
The one person who's affections will give Georgiana the title of Queen of Armenshire.
Bella has Aaron.
http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd166/xtribalvisionsx/sims%202%20story/Shot2copy.gif
"I didn't think you'd come."
Bella's eyes fluttered closed, her lips parting slightly.
She must have been so immersed in her thoughts she hadn't heard Georgiana approach.
Got to stay on your toes, Bells.
Had Bella not known Georgiana well enough, she would have almost taken her words as genuine curiosity. Yet, that was not the case.
She could sense the sharp edge in the young woman's voice, and it made her uneasy.
http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd166/xtribalvisionsx/sims%202%20story/Shot3copy.gif
Bella turned around slowly, gazing at the brunette.
"I didn't quite think you would even associate with me, given the obvious," Bella stated cooly, "especially at this hour." she added, her gaze sweeping over the landscape behind Georgiana uninterestedly.
Georgiana rolled her eyes, an exasperated sigh escaping her lips as she began to release her anxiety and anger that had built up after all this time.
In her eyes, this had all gone much too far.
"Look," she said harshly, "what your doing is completely inappropriate. Unheard of. You can't just waltz in and snatch up a prince with your filthy little hands. It doesn't work. Aaron belongs with me, someone who is actually worthy of him. You are nothing but a worthless little peasant with an ugly little face that no one will ever love, and you know it. You're nothing but a whore, crying out for attention. So leave Aaron alone, or you will regret it." She took a breath, glaring at me. "You would never be accepted by anyone as the Queen."
http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd166/xtribalvisionsx/sims%202%20story/Shot4copy.gif
Her tone caught Bella off guard, causing her to stumble backwards a step, the cool stones of the wall digging harshly into her back.
"Georgiana, I --"
"But I know that you're just too stubborn to ever accept any of that," She hissed through clenched teeth. "So remember -- I'm doing you a favor."
http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd166/xtribalvisionsx/sims%202%20story/Shot5copy.gif
Her next move caught Bella completely off guard; she had no chance to evade the shove, her arms flailing out as she desperately groped for something, anything, she could grab.
She fell over backward off of the stone architecture, the flesh of her cheek scraping against the rough surface of the wall as her body flipped over itself. A soft cry flitted past her lips, her eyes squeezing shut as she plummeted towards the deep waters of the river below.
http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd166/xtribalvisionsx/sims%202%20story/Shot6copy.gif
For a moment, she could fly.
Her problems faded...
Her worries slipping away...
For a moment, just a moment,
she was free of the anxiety, the angst, the pain, the fear.
She was weightless.
Even as she broke the surface of the waters with a splash, she had long since succumbed to the warm comforts of this strange world where nothing hurt.
She was bliss.