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Chapter 3 of my unnamed book |
The second chapter can be found here: "Book 1 Chapter 2" ![]() This is the third chapter of a book I'm writing on Google Docs, which I've decided to transfer here. I hope to upload the rest of the chapters, but It's reliant on me getting enough GP to temporarily afford a paid membership. (Because of the 10-item limit on free accounts) And of course, my own personal interest in the project. The book also needs a title, so in addition to feedback on my writing quality, I would also appreciate title ideas. For the sake of ever making progress, I will not be changing, updating, or in any way editing the content of any chapter I post until the book concludes, but any feedback will be incorporated into future chapters. And here's the story: The second Elias opened that door, he turned on his heel and ran for the stairs. “What is it?” Anna asked. “All I can see is thick fog.” “Exactly.” He replied as he reached the bottom step. “All you can see is fog. Zero visibility. Imagine what that might mean for sailors.” “He’s right. In a fog like this, sailors wouldn’t even be able to see the water they were sailing on. That is why it’s lucky for them that the fog is only here instead of everywhere.” A voice emanated from the fog. “You really expect me to believe that this thick of a fog is here, and there’s not even a mist on the water? Do you think I’m some kind of idiot?” As he said this, Ellias stepped away from the staircase and started reaching for one of the tins on the shelf nearby. Anna wondered what they contained. She’d seen him take one of them upstairs the night before. “No. I think you're a lighthouse keeper, and I expect you to take that oil and run upstairs to your lantern. But it doesn’t matter. Your presence will not make a difference.” The fog continued in its monotone voice. Suddenly, its voice seemed to be directed at Anna. “I am here for you.” “Who are you?” she asked. “I thought you would have figured it out already. You have already seen me once before. Perhaps you will recognize me better like this.” The fog began to coalesce, quickly becoming more solid. Within seconds, the cloud had thickened into a person she’d seen before. “You.” She said almost exactly at the same time Elias said, “A Watcher.” “Correct,” he said. “I am me. Mistrider. A Watcher. Interesting that despite our 400-year absence, you recognized what I was immediately. Whether that shall help or harm our cause is still to be seen.” Anna felt completely lost. What was a Watcher? How had Elias known about them? She’d been surprised when he mentioned the name and more surprised when Mistrider recognized it. Then Elias did something that surprised her even more. He started laughing. “I thought Watchers were supposed to be smart! You played your cards all wrong. If you had waited until I was already upstairs before revealing yourself, you might have been able to kidnap her or whatever. But now it’s two-on-one!” he chuckled confidently. “That has to at least double our odds.” Mistrider laughed back. “I did so because your odds are so low they're practically zero. It doesn’t matter if they double, they are still horrible. In fact,” he said, his voice becoming more serious. “The only thing that would change if you tried to help is that at the end of the encounter, you’d be dead.” “And if I had a weapon?” Elias said, hefting a crowbar. “You’ve made it clear where you stand, and I’ve made it clear where I do. All that’s left to do is to let the chips fall where they may.” With that, the Watcher started to walk towards the doorway, only to stop before passing through. “Of all the lighthouses to find, of course she finds one thats a genuine Protectori,” he mumbled to himself. “And one with a sympathetic Keeper too.” “Very well, Keeper.” He said, returning to normal speech. “I, Mistrider the Watcher, of my own free will and sound mind, issue a formal challenge against Elias the Keeper. I designate the Crackern as both the mediator and the witness. I will return when the sun has fled the skies.” And with that, he disappeared, dissolving into a cloud of mist that quickly faded away. (This chapter was form the POV of the female character Anna. Should I keep switching back and forth every few chapters, or just choose one character and stick with it?) |