Hello again! After much toil it looks like we have an immanent posting time for chp 66!!!!!!!!!!!! Either tonight, or tomorrow! If I can finish by tonight, huzzah! But I have uber early work tomorrow (btw I got a job at a pwnsome bookstore O_o) and can't stay up to work on it so if noooot, I'll get it up tomorrow after work!
But, it's definitely on it's way!
Sooooooooooo... >_> *
WishIWould have a request/ strong suggestion for everyone, since it's been almost two months since the last post >.o Rereading at LEAST the end of chp 65 would be a really really good idea @_@ So much has happened, and chp 66 especially is important to be completely oriented in before reading! Even if you only just read the last little section, it will help so much to get out back into the groove to read 66 ^^
So, helpful as I always am
Here's a link to chp 66 ~~>
[link] if you want OR - I shall herein paste the last section of the chapter for EASY ACCESS! Huzzah!
Let the countdown commence! ^__________^
WARNING!!!! BELOW IS AN EXCERPT FROM CHAPTER 65 OF "AMONG THE ASHES" CONTAINING SPOILERS!!! IF YOU HAVE NOT ALREADY READ THE CHAPTER, I REPEAT - THIS IS FROM THE LAST CHAPTER THAT WAS POSTED IN ITS ENTIRETY, PLEASE MAKE SURE YOU KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DOING BEFORE YOU READ THIS!If you've already read chp 65, and are just here for the all-important refresher, by all means, PLEASE read on! ^^
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Excerpt from chp 65 of "Among the Ashes"“Where are we going?” Roy panted as he followed Nils up a narrow, winding staircase.
Nils didn’t answer, only quickened his pace, climbing to the top of the tower.
“Hey!” Roy grabbed his uncle’s shoulder and turned him around forcibly. “Nils,” he said breathlessly, his frustration melting into open fear. “What’s going on? And why….” He looked down at the blaring red scar on his hand. It still tingled uncomfortably, just below the skin.
Roy looked up, his throat bobbing. “Where is she?”
Nils’ eyes flickered to Roy’s hand, then back up. “Just follow me.”
Before Roy could protest, Nils turned again, taking the steps two at a time.
Roy sighed and rolled his eyes. “You know you’re a dragon?” he called up the stairwell after his uncle. “Why are we walking up stairs?”
His voice echoed up the tight, tiny tower and he pulled a face. “And why is this tower so freakin’ small?” he shouted, stopping once more, panting with hot breath.
“Roy!” Nils turned with a snap of his neck. “Up.”
He turned, winding up the last leg of the stairwell. Roy let out his breath, tipping his head back, and followed.
“What?” Roy asked as he crossed the landing, then stopped.
He stepped up slowly into the small, circular room lined with windows. Sunlight streamed through the glass-covered walls, shining off of the surface of the pale gold granite floor. The room stood empty but for a single white pillar in the center of the floor with an ancient, cracked stone basin sitting at the top.
“What is this place?” Roy asked, a quiet sort of reverence entering his voice.
“This,” Nils said, unhooking his cloak with a quick motion of his hands, “is where I come to think.”
“To think?” Roy glanced around again at the tiny room. There was nothing here – no poufs to sit on, no books, no open archways, nothing that he associated with Nils and thinking.
“Yes,” his uncle replied, dropping the cloak hastily. “We climbed the stairs because that is the only way to get into this room. The tower is small because it only admits a Manakete in human form. And we are here,” he moved directly to the stone basin in the center of the room, “because I need to show you something.”
“Show me something?” Roy approached the pillar warily. “What? Like, something you’ve seen?” he asked, glancing down at the silvery surface of the basin. The contents shimmered with a metallic gleam, like liquid silver. He reached out a hand curiously, and Nils caught him by the wrist.
“Don’t touch it,” Nils said firmly.
“Sorry.” Roy looked down, dropping his hand. “But, what’s all this got to do with anything?” he asked, his frustration rising again. “Lilina just showed up here with Vale - Vale, Nils! You know who that is?”
Nils looked at him dubiously. “ Probably better than you do.”
Roy rolled his eyes. “All right, fine! So you know he’s the guy that we’re running from! He’s the reason we left Aritia in the first place. He’s a nutcase! Evil! He killed Zelda’s father and took over her country and he’s after the Emblem!”
“Yes, I know,” Nils said evenly.
“But he’s after them!” Roy exclaimed, practically tearing at his hair. “Lilina just walked right out of here after him. She’s going to join up with him, and she already hates us! She’s going to take him to them! She’s going to kill Eli- ” His voice cut off. “I’ve got to go after them!”
Roy turned on his heel but Nils caught him and slammed him against the wall.
“Roy, will you stop and listen to me?” Nils shouted, his fists freezing the fabric of Roy’s tunic. “I know,” he insisted. “I know far better than you the dangerous situation Lilina has put us in. That’s why we’re here. That’s why I need to show you – ”
“I don’t care what you’ve seen!” Roy pushed out of Nils’ grasp. “I’m going to stop it!”
“It’s not about what’s going to happen!” Nils called after his nephew. “It’s about what’s already happened!”
Roy stopped at the top of the stairs, and turned back, his eyes narrowed. “What’s happened?”
“That’s what I need to show you,” Nils gestured to the basin.
“What?” Roy’s eyes widened with panic and he stalked forward. “What have they done?”
“Not them.” Nils shook his head heavily, his face falling. “It’s what I did… a long time ago.”
Roy’s eyes twitched. “What you did?”
“Over a quarter of a century ago, I received a vision,” Nils explained quickly. “A vision… unlike anything I’d ever had before. Most of them come in pieces, flashes that show glimpses of the future, but this,” he paused, “this was something different.”
Roy ran a hand back through his hair, biting his lip in aggravation. “Nils – ”
“I found a Key, Roy!” he cut back in. “A single piece of the puzzle that - depending on its position – changes everything.”
“A key.” Roy sighed. “Look, I already know about the Key!” He held up his hand, indicating his mother’s silver ring.
“That is not the Key I am referring to.”
Roy turned again. “I don’t have time for – ”
“You have time for this, Roy.” Nils gripped his arm. “You’re not leaving this tower, you’re not making another move until you see this.”
Roy lifted his eyes to his uncle’s, meeting a veracious determination he barely recognized there. He held his breath for a moment, considering, but he knew he had no choice.
“Fine.” He wiped the sweat from his brow and let the tension loose from his muscles. “Fine, show me.”
Nils nodded, and stepped up to the side of the basin. The fire in his eyes faded as he looked down at the smooth surface of the basin, then back up at his nephew.
“I should warn you,” Nils said tightly. “This isn’t going to be easy for you to see.”
“Nils!” Roy cried in exasperation. “ Please!”
Nils’ jaw clenched and he stared at Roy for a long moment before he sighed. “Very well.”
He extended a single finger, touching the silvery liquid surface of the basin. His touch created a ripple that waved across the surface, churning the thick, silver substance until it solidified like glass.
“Look,” Nils instructed quietly, taking a step back.
Roy hesitated, watching Nils’ face as he slowly took a step forward, then cast his eyes on the now clear surface of the basin. He gripped his hands on the side of the pillar, and leaned over, watching as hazy blobs of color beneath the surface of the glass unfolded a scene before his eyes.
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Chp 69... maybe? 
...Unfortunately our dear *
I've kept wondering if I should make a journal about it but then didn't want Lauren to feel bad <.< then today she asked me "did you ever make a journal telling everyone 69's done and just waiting to be edited? O_o " And I said "No...." Then I made this journal 
TADA! Life!
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