Chapter 1 new paragraphChapter OneThe various six-seat long tables of the dining hall, arranged in orderly columns, were packed full of babbling, laughing and chatting students. Every one of them was dressed in the same uniform, though in varying degrees of sloppiness. A loosely woven cream-coloured shirt covered by a brown tunic and dark brown trousers with a dark green-brown cloak, either slung over the chairs, spread out on the tables, or still over shoulders, clasped at the neck with a silver wolf's head. The footwear of the Cadets was the traditional leather traveller's boots.Many of the Cadets had scrolls of parchment in front of them, scribbling furiously with dilapidated quills and trying to eat lunch at the same time. There were only two teenagers not involved in any group activity.One was a girl. With perfectly tanned, smooth skin, outlining fine-almost Elvish-features. Piercing grey eyes stared out from the shadows. Those eyes were ringed with a darker, deadlier grey. Her full lips never cracke
Wolf's Call Prologue AmendedPrologueThe country of Azaris was split into three regions. The northern province was called the Wastelands. The southern region, the Whitelands. And the one in between named the Unknown Lands or the Wilds.A feud existed between the Wastelands and the Whitelands. While the Whitelands had laws, brotherhood and freedom, the Wastelands was ruled by a dictator, called the Master. One that, through his tyranny, had destroyed the landscape and corrupted the inhabitants.The Wilds were uncharted in the Whitelands. It was told that great evils existed there. Only the people of the Wastelands dared to cross. And that was only when a plan was hatched to launch another attack on the peaceful province of the Whitelands.There was a group of carefully chosen and trained people that protected the Whitelands from these 'Raiders'. The Wolves.A Wolf was identified when he or she displayed an Ability before the age of seven years old. They were then weaned from their parents and placed in the First S
Dream vs RealityFaces everywhere.Every one familiar.Every one smiling.Every one laughing.They hang on a backdrop of white.Blue skies swirling through it.Nothing is wrong.All is right.I smile to myself.Then I wake up.And the darkness of another day-Another day in this corrupted world.The darkness swirls around me,Tugging, tempting, trailing.Ready to take me if ever I falter,If ever I trip and fall.Off the single, narrow ribbon,The faded grey ribbon I walk on.