"Sorry for making the announcement and causing such a fuss, my intentions were purely for your benefit." Ashkrahm Korum says, still amazed inside about the Eldur Wyrm, a mysterious beast that he himself had only seen once.

"No, I'm fine, thank you for the apology though."

"So, Vanadias," Korum directs his attention away from Shaiya. "What do you think about this?"

"Well, at first I was not very supportive. I didn't want to leave the village, even though Shaiya and I had discussed leaving before. And when this announcement was made, I was shocked. I was also a little angry. But, after some thinking, I decided to concede. So, we'll be leaving together."

"Well, that's wonderful!"

"Yeah,"

"You know, I was thinking about leaving today." Shaiya suddenly interjected.

Korum looks at her with a quizzical look on his face. "Today? You've barely had any time to think about it."

"I know, but my entire life I've been looking for an adventure. That's why I go through these well known woods, trying to find something different. I was always looking for the odd moment that I would run into something like the legends you tell. This is a dream come true, and I don't want to waste any time."

Korum nods, understanding, but obviously not pleased. "And are you OK with this, Vanadias?"

Vanadias nods, then smiles. "Yeah, I'm fine with it."

"Then, you have my blessing. I pray that you will find joy in the city of Damascus."

"Thank you." Shaiya replies, and then pauses as her eyes swell up with tears. "Thank you," she whispers as she blinks and tears fall down.

Korum takes a few steps towards Shaiya and embraces her. She continues crying onto his shoulder.

"You're welcome."

After some time, Shaiya stops crying and manages to pull herself together. She and Vanadias say goodbye to Ashkrahm Korum and leave. Together, they go back to their individual huts and begin to prepare a pack. When they finish, they leave the village, and go into the forest and onward to Damascus.

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Author guidance for This story

This is my first solo story that is actually a story. It's about a woman named Shaiya who happens to be a summoner. She then has to leave her small village to go to a school in the cities to learn. I want this to a trilogy series, first will be 'The Summoner', next will be 'The Beckoner', and last will be 'The Evoker'.
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Important words (in order of appearance):

Bruhana: A word that literally means 'the good wind' but its true meaning is far more broader. Basically, it's a blessing given by the god Aero.

Ashkrahm: A title. It essentially means elder, but it's a bit more prestigious.

Tasphat: A word that Shaiya uses to assimilate the soul of any creature. And to use them as summons (which I should make a word for).

Lakshra: A table at the center of the village. It's where everyone eats lunch and dinner.

Jebreen: Litterally meaning the life-source. It's the heartbeat.
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Characters (in order of appearance):

Shaiya: Main character, a summoner. A 15 year old girl from a rural village in the middle of a jungle. She lives by herself.

Mamre: A black panther that teaches Shaiya the assimilation key. She becomes Shaiya's first summon.

Korum: The elder of the village. He is like a dad to Shaiya, taking care of her since her parents died.

Vanadias: Shaiya's boyfriend, he is a youth in the village and when he learns about Shaiya's depature he is struck with terror.

Geoffrey: Another villager in the village, he handed a plate to Shaiya.
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There are three gods in this world. Aero, Flora and Aquealis. Aero has complete control over the dominion of air (hehe, so does Satan). Flora has complete control over the dominion of earth. And Aquealis has complete control over the dominion of water. Aero is the only male of the three. There is a bad god in this world, and he is called Vespul.

updated Apr 19 '11 by Seraphim'sZephyr