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BeitragThema: Corrupted Soul   März 2nd 2011, 11:41

Eine kleine Geschichte, bzw der Anfang einer Geschichte zu Fyrn, den ich auf Englisch angefangen habe.



Corrupted Soul


‘Yet as this plague rots the body it also rots the mind, instilling a lack of morality and a defiance of
ordinary social customs. In short, the longer one is undead, the more evil one becomes until no trace of
the original personality is left within the fallen individual’

- Manual of Monsters, Page 132 -

There had been a time when those words had frightened him. There had been a time when he had cared; about his soul, about his actions, about who he was, about what he had become...and about what he still could turn into.
He smirked joylessly. There had been a time...

He was sitting at the edge of a small slope. Above him the magically altered sky of Tirisfal bathed the cursed land and its rotting trees in an everlasting cerulean glow, which only added to the lands already surreal aspect. Right beside him one of the agonized trees still kept himself clawed into the decaying ground, its bark withered to a sickly violet, greenish-yellow infected sap oozing out of it where the bark had broken up. Thick shreds of haunting mist wafted through the air as on a dewy spring morning, except that it was night, not that that fact nor the seasons still mattered to either the land or its people. When it came to the natural order of things, both Tirisfal and those who called it their home seemed to be forsaken.

He himself was a dark, lean figure cowering in the twilight. Both his armour and his hooded cloak were pitch-black, as was the strange wood from which his bow had been crafted. Two blood-red gemstone globes, edged into the end of the weapon's curved limbs, pulsed with unholy power, just like the two glowing orbs that lay buried inside his pale elven face that was otherwise obscured by the deep shadows cast by his dark hood.

Blightstrider. That was how he was known to the majority of the other forsaken. Only a selected few, like his Queen or other former members of the high elven race, addressed him with the name by which he had proudly lived among the Quel'dorei before the shadow of death fell upon them. If he had ever found himself in a situation where a formal introduction would have been in order, he would now have introduced himself as 'Fyrn Blightstrider, Dark Ranger of the Forsaken', but as an assassin in the service of the Banshee Queen, in a world that resented them, such a situation was very unlikely to be encountered. He didn't mind.

There had been a time however when he had minded. There had been a time when he had lacked all will to carve out an existence in a state like this. There had been a time when he had wished nothing more but to end his pitiful unlife.

Those had been his very first conscious days as an undead, right after he had been released from the shackles of the Lich King. He had been among the fortunate ones, among those who had not witnessed what terrible atrocities the Lich King had committed with their corpses as his puppets. He had not been caged inside a prison of rotting flesh, unable to close his eyes, not to listen, unable to do anything...but watch.

Still his awakening had been a traumatic experience. At first his turmoiled mind, enigmatically remembering his very own death, rationalized that the whole invasion of the Scourge must have been nothing but a nightmare. It was not before his relief caused him to take a deep breath that he realized that something was tremendously wrong.
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BeitragThema: Re: Corrupted Soul   März 3rd 2011, 16:23

mit Übersetzung würde es mir besser gefallen Wink
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BeitragThema: Re: Corrupted Soul   März 3rd 2011, 18:58

Ach, stell dich nicht so an! --> www.leo.org

Bis auf "turmoiled" konnte ich da alle Wörter finden.

Fyrn, du hast eine schöne Art, den Charakter darzustellen. Besonders gefällt mir dein Einleitungssatz mit "Es war einmal..." und den Wiederholungen, die eine schöne Spannung aufbauen.

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BeitragThema: Re: Corrupted Soul   März 3rd 2011, 20:53

Ja, ich weiß. Englisch ist nicht jedermans Sache. Keine Sorge, ich schreib auch meistens noch auf Deutsch. Es sind einfach zwei total verschiedene Dinge. Es fühlt sich beim Schreiben ganz anders an und ist auf Englisch natürlich auch mehr arbeit. Ich muss mir da ja selbst ständig die passenden Vokabeln heraussuchen.

Umso mehr freut es mich, dass du es dir durchgelesen hast Nojo, besonders weil du nicht nur "gut" oder "schlecht" sagst, sondern auch was dir genau gefallen hat. Ich glaub das ist für einen Autor immer sehr wichtig zu hören. Bei mir ists zumindest so. Insofern danke^^.

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