Yukon Cornelius

Wednesday, March 07, 2007

What is this?

-The prophesy-

    When stone bearer and phoenix meet.

    When old power and heir do flee.

    The lion in flight the bird of prey.

    Will come to aid of those who seek.

part 4

Once upon a time a man went walking with his dog Max, he entered the forest and never returned. Mark was a twelve year old, a medium sized boy with short black hair, and brown eyes. He liked the outdoors, to fish, hunt, and explore. When he was just a baby his father had gone for a walk with their dog Max and never returned. But Max did. Marks mother and relatives searched for ages , but they never found his father.

It was an early summer morning, Mark was looking at the familiar sights. To the north was the forest, a towering menace, rising from the forest were great mountains of extraordinary heights, and beyond those mountains he did not know, tails were told of great wilderness full of monsters from children's story's and old wives tales. Today his mother had given him permission to go on a camping trip for a week, Mark immediately began packing. He was now ready to go, his mother warned him to stay away from the forest, he gladly agreed. As he walked down the path he began playing with Max, Max was a mongrel of unknown breed, in other words a mutt. Mark and Max had always been friends, ever since Marks father had disappeared they had been inseparable, they did everything together. Late in the morning they arrived at the river, he and Max played in the shallows till Mark got hungry. While he ate Max trotted of in search of something to eat. While he waited Mark watched the river roll by, the trees were full of leaves, the sun was beating down on Mark, so he moved to the shade of a cottonwood, and slowly fell asleep. When he woke Max was waiting for him, so he put the rest of his food back in his pack and began following the rivers northward course.

As Mark and Max followed the river , Mark espied a fallen tree that made a bridge between the shore and an island in the river. He climbed onto the log and began walking towards the island. Suddenly! He slipped and fell into the roaring current below, as hard as he tried he could do nothing but come up for breath, the rivers hold was to strong. In his panic Mark had failed to notice were he was going, Mark wondered how much longer he could come up for breath before he drowned, then he felt something pull him out of the water. It was Max! Then Mark realized with a rush of panic, he was in the middle of the forest. Then Mark heard a bellowing roar and a piercing cry of an eagle. Then he saw what he would not easily forget.

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

Part 4

Part 4

The rest of that day was spent preparing for their journey, as they prepared Constipatio and Jack were given a dagger and leather jerkins for protection in case they were attacked. The wizard took no armor although Jack noticed he carried a long slender blade that glowed silver. When they finished making all preparations that could be made. They ate a short meal and went too sleep. Constipatio and Jack where awakened with a soft shake, it was still dark out. They departed with few words, as they walked along Constipatio noticed how quite and peaceful the woods seemed. As the sun rose Jack heard the sound of water, shortly after they arrived at a stream where they had a short meal. As they sat there eating Ulvario suddenly tensed, Jack and Constipatio suddenly heard a screeching wail of a beast in rage. Suddenly Ulvario shouted, “down!” before their eyes was a mighty beast twenty feet tall, its body was long and slender, its arms were covered in shining steel, its breastplate was also of steel, the beasts jaws were gaping and its teeth like knives. Along its spine ran spikes, its tail was barbed. In its clawed hands it wielded a mace.

As it looked upon them Jack gave a cry of horror, as Constipatio turned he saw a group of creatures around his size, they wore armor that looked as if it had been scavenged from the dead of all kinds. They wielded short swords and many other random weapons. They were attacking Jack and attempting to disarm him, then Constipatio realized they were trying to take him alive. With a sharp cry he raced to his friends aid. As he charged into the creatures he drew his dagger and slashed the nearest one, it toppled down at his feet. Before he could think he was swarmed on, then Jack drew his own dagger and began attacking, then Ulvario shouted a word Constipatio could not understand and the creatures fell dead. Constipatio and Jack turned and witnessed a brutal battle, Ulvario was evading and slashing at the beast as it continually smashed its mace down nearly crushing Ulvario numerous times. At last the beast's mace became stuck in the ground as it brought it down with such incredible force. Ulvario took advantage of the pause and pointed his sword at the beasts face, the sword erupted in flame and a bolt of fire smashed the creature in the eye. At this blow the creature toppled forward and died before it hit the ground.

As Constipatio looked upon the fallen creature Ulvario said, “are any of you hurt?”, they both shook their heads and he said “good we must make haste.” As they began they're journey at a much quicker pace Constipatio asked, “what were those creatures?” Ulvario replied, “The large one that I attacked I am not sure, the creatures that attacked you were lesser minotaurs. They are lesser forms of the true minotaurs, who are a formidable enemy indeed. These creatures are the reason I had you flee and follow me to the gnomes for they are all that is left on this island. Yes those creatures attacked the night you met me, they destroyed your village and all who lived in it. This land is no longer safe.” on hearing this Jack gave a cry of despair and Constipatio could not think of what to stay but instead shook his head in frustration and horror.

As night fell Ulvario stopped and they had a hurried meal, then they moved on. It was nearly midnight (Constipatio thought) when they finally stopped and rested. Ulvario took the first watch Jack the second and Constipatio the third. Constipatio was awoken by Jack who said it was his watch and went to sleep immediately. When the moon had gone down and the sun was just starting to rise Constipatio awoke the others and they continued their journey (after a small meal). As they walked Constipatio began to realize that this journey would change the course of his life, there was no going back. That night they stopped in a small grassy hollow. As they prepared to sleep Jack asked the wizard, “ What does the dark lord want from our island?” Ulvario replied, “ His purpose I'm yet unsure of, what I do know is it has something to do with that creature I killed. As Constipatio took his turn on the watch he began to feel drowsy, as his thoughts wandered he was brought back to reality by a tremor in the earth.

Friday, November 17, 2006

Part 3

Constipatio and Jack awoke to the smell of eggs and bacon cooking, as they wiped the sleep from their eyes, a knock sounded on the door of the room. the wizards voice came through anouncing breakfast. While they ate he said, "I apologize for frightening you last night, I kept my name secret for the simple reason that I did not want anybody or anything to hear it. But now I have deemed it safe to give you my name, my name is Ulvario."

When they had finished eating Jack said, "what is going on?" "a good question", said Ulvario "The answer is a little more complicated, The simplified answer is, many years ago a powerful elven wizard from the west turned bad (or so we believe), he gatherd many dark creatures to himself and attempted as all agents of darkness do, to destroy the elves, gnomes, dwarves , and men. But he was defeated and he fled to the north, beyond the seas of ice into the great northern reaches of our world where he passed out of all knowledge. Now, about 100 years ago the elven lands were beset by a great evil an unknown being drives them our land has been at war with them ever since, now as we fought this war we began to realize that the other lands were also in peril and before long the evil would attempt to destroy them too. I and a few others were sent by the head of our order to monitor the enemys movements, we were to do whatever it took to stop him. Just days before we set out on our mission one of the elven scholars discoverd an ancient prophecy that stated in one of the lands we were setting out for the son of the gnome king would be found, I was the one who would find him." " You are that one." on hearing this Jack absentmindedly shoved his fork up his nose, Constipatio on the other hand just stared at Ulvario in disbelief. Then Jack said, "that doesn't make any sense, I thought gnomes gave better names to their children than "Constipatio" besides whats your proof?". Ulvario said, "a wise question which I can and will answer, For one thing his name is not Constipatio as those cheese obsessed villagers say, secondly this island is not even called stinking bishop. Upon hearing this Constipatio said "Why don't I remember my parents?".

Ulvario said, "The reason is more than one sentence long, it goes back about 30 years when you where just a baby. Your mother was an elf and your father was a gnome. Your grand-father died and your father inherited the throne of the gnome king. But evil was near, shortly after you were born the dark lord I have told you about. He sent his servants against the gnomes, we believed it to be a full front war. But it was a trap, your father sent your mother away to safety with the other refugees. But on the journey the dark lord sent his servants and they ambushed the refugees on their journey. many died some fled into the wild, never to be seen again. But you dissapeared, some thought you died like your mother, some think you were captured. Until now no one knew you lived. That is a secret we must keep."

After a few minutes of silence Jack broke it and said "So... were are we going?", Ulvario came out of his thoughtful silence and said, "My task has just begun now that I have found you I must bring you to the gnomes fortress. I will then take you to your father and from their on I know not what we must do."

Wednesday, October 25, 2006

English short story

so I had to write a short story for english and I decided to share it with you. Please give me feedback on what to change or add. Here we go.

The Dark Son of Stuart

Rogan Stuart awoke with a start, the servant standing there whispered in his ear. Rogan got up and dressing quickly headed out along the stone passageway. When he reached his father's room he was greeted with a shocking sight, there lay his father pale and sweaty, a group of medics clustered around him. “What happened?” asked Rogan . “He was bit by a viper” came the unexpected reply. Rogan’s father spoke in a hoarse whisper saying ,”Rogan I soon shall die and when that happens you shall be king in my stead, with your brothers beside you.” Rogan turned and asked a guard whether the snake had been found. “No my lord I was first to respond to your fathers cry and there was no snake there.” Just then a harsh gasp escaped his fathers lips and Rogan turned to his bed but his father was dead. Rogan turned stonefaced and walked out of the room to seek the army commander.
Harkon woke with a mysterious feeling of dread. Smoke from a torch made the room dim and his eyes water; squinting around the room he saw his brother Jeb sitting there with his head in his hands. ”What is it?” he asked. “Our father is dead,” was all the response he could get out of him. Just as Harkon rose up to question his brother the door burst open with a crash and there stood the army commander , Hendel Kardel. “My lords you must flee your brother has ordered that you be killed. I disagreed with him and my life is also forfeit!” With a flurry of unanswered questions running through their heads the brothers dressed and taking up swords followed the grizzled army commander out into the passageway. A cool breeze blew through a window as they went by, causing Jeb to shiver. Their only hope was to get out of the city before the guards could be summoned. As they crossed the lawn they broke into a run, when they heard a shout rise from the palace behind them. Running through the city streets with guards behind them, Hendel took charge. “Split up and run, meet me at the gates when your pursuit is lost!” Gasping for breath and their hearts pounding the brothers fairly flew through the streets. As they rounded a corner they colided with a group of guards and in the turmoil Jeb was seized and bound.
With a crash the door slammed shut behind Jeb and he was plunged into a darkness worse than any he had ever known. It was cold and damp in the dungeon and smelled of sewage and decay. As his eyes gradualy adjusted, Jeb wondered about Hendel and Harkon, whether they had escaped or not and why his older brother wanted them killed. While Jeb sat in the dark Hendel and Harkon,who had met back up, were planning a way to rescue Jeb and kill Rogan. Meanwhile Rogan paced nervously in circles with sweat upon his furrowed brow as he thought over all the times that he had been mistreated by his younger brothers, Rogan was begining to lose his mind and every memory left was twisted to show his brothers as the antagonists. Then he heard a noise, a slight noise, and turning he gazed about the darkened room with eyes that were blurred with fatigue, he heard the noise again It was a rustle like corn against silk, soft,and yet even in his demented state he could sense danger. He turned to leave the room in a flurry of robes and taking a step forward trod upon a viper, the mate of that which had killed his father. The viper's fangs flashed and so died Rogan Stuart.
Hendel and Harkon burst into the throneroom and found Rogan dead on the floor. As Hendel examined the body Harkon spoke and grief filled his voice, "I don't understand why he tried to kill us, we were always close as kids and when Jeb was born we always looked out for him..., as Harkon rambled on about their childhood, Hendel found the bite marks and instantly went to full alert with all his senses. A shout rose from the city and a cat ran through the room. As he stood there, he felt a shiver run down his spine, and it was not the breeze. Turning slowly he froze with horror and watched as a snake slowly slid toward Harkon. Harkon had stopped talking and was sitting there oblivious to the danger. Spurred into action Hendel let out a grunt as he heaved his sword through the air chopping the snake's head off. Harkon rose shaking his head as if in a stupor and turned slowly out the door looking for his brother. It was a bitter sweet reunion between the brothers and it took a while to return the kingdom to normal. But one year later the brothers sat down in their thrones as the musicians celebrated the new kings.

Saturday, August 05, 2006

2nd part

here is the 2nd part of mine and hampsters story. do read on.

part 2

Constipatio and Jack both gasped,before there eyes the sky was turning green, and a huge whirlwind engulfed the volcano! As they watched the strange (and I must say rather frightening sight) an ever so faint breeze swept around there ankles and a voice said, “come we must leave”.

Jack looked at his now empty bottle in disbelief , Did I just hear a dog say the village was gone, and now order us to leave?” “No I said that!” Jack looked up in fright there standing were Champlion had been was a tall man or was it a man?

His robes were like silver and his eyes like lightning. Constipatio said “who are you?” the man (or was it a man?) replied “does it matter? For I am a friend and wizard “ Constipatio immediately shouted “WAT DID YOU DO TO MY DOG!?!” the wizard said “I am your dog” at that moment Jack groaned and looked at his empty bottle yet again, saying as he examined it “how old is this stuff?” then he said “how much did I pack?”. At that moment the rain came, Constipatio took no notice of it and said what do you mean? The wizard said “I will show you” and as he spoke a mist engulfed him but even as it came it left, and there before them stood Champlion. Then again the mist came and went, and before them stood (yet again) the wizard. Constipatio took this for all the evidence he needed (as did Jack) and asked, “how are you Champlion?” The wizard sighed and said “things are not as they seem” follow me and I shall explain in full out of danger.

The wizard led them and down the hill and through the woods for what seemed hours, after a time the wizard quietly said “stop” then Constipatio realized these woods looked very different they where older denser and quieter, then Constipatio realized, this was the great forest. As it turned out this was only the edge of the great forest and not nearly as bad as the heart of the forest. The wizard led them towards a large tree were he (quite oddly) mumbled some words to it. Much to Constipatio and Jacks surprise a small opening appeared in the ground at the base of the tree. The wizard quickly motioned too them too enter which they did obediently. Inside was a small room lit by lamp and a fire, by the opening was a man a little shorter than Jack, introduced himself (quite simply) as Tom. The wizard entered even as they where taking in all the details he said in a kind voice “Hello Tom” Tom replied “hello sir,” and Constipatio realized they did not know what the wizards name was.

The wizard said “forgive me for not introducing myself, you may continue to call me Champ, as for your names, I already know them.” Constipatio was at loss for words, Jack was overjoyed (for this meant his rum was still fit for drinking) Constipatio ventured to ask “how come you acted like my dog?” Champ replied “That story must wait, for now beds await. You will learn the answers soon enough.” At that Champ bade Them all good night and swept out of the room down a narrow hall Tom said “ you and Jack shall sleep in the guest room along with Champ” Constipatio said “where are we?” Tom said “somewhere safe, now I shall take you too your room.” The room was rather empty except for a four sets of bunk beds and a small fireplace. Tom bade them good night and left. As Constipatio lay in bed he wondered two things one was, what is going on? And the other, what time is it?

Monday, July 24, 2006

The story of... Constipatio

The other day hampster and I decided to write a short story together. We have come out with the first part so please read it. Now it will be posted here and on hampster blog so you may want to read both blog's because there may be some slight variations of the story in the next few weeks.

Part 1

Once upon a time in the land of Stinking Bishop a young lad awoke to a bright day. This is were our story begins.

It was early morning when Constipatio a tall lanky young man (he was bald due too a birth defect) awoke. He was not like everyone else in his cheese loving village, because he was allergic to cheese it had been so from birth, which is where his name comes from.

Constipatio woke slightly groggy yet happy, this was the day of the great cheese festival!! Now he couldn't eat cheese but He, his dog Champlion and his friend Jack Walter Daniels (Who might I add LOVED!! rum) had a small party of there own. Now Constipatio ate his breakfast (all non dairy of course), quickly put on his boots and walked north to his friends house. Seeing as it was a warm sunny day he brought no jacket, just a knapsack (full of all manner of none dairy picnic foods and beverages), his walking stick and his dog, Champlion.

Jack (a short stocky man with dirty blond hair and a sparse goatee) was sitting on his back deck smoking a pipe and watching the fog melt away,as he sat he reflected on his plans for the day. He was going on a picnic with his friend Constipatio, now Jack did not like picnics in particular but his friend did and so Jack had said yes to the idea and they were leaving in half an hour. Little did he know that this picnic would save there lives.

Jack heard the doorbell and went to answer, it was Constipatio, “hello Jack ready for our outing?” said Constipatio, “Sure am mate,but how about turning it into an overnighter?” said Jack,”sure but that means carrying a lot more stuff,”said Constipatio. As they changed the plans Champlion started arguing with a terrier on the street. When they were in the thick of it Constipatio opened the door, “be quiet Champ,” as Champlion slunk inside the terrier gave a parting yip. Constipatio picked up a rock and chucked it after him but the terrier was already gone.

As Constipatio walked back inside Jack said “what was that about?” “oh Champ was fighting with another dog, are we ready?” said Constipatio. Constipatio and Jack set out too there camping spot at about noon. Now it was only a short hike to the camping spot about 5 miles in all. They were planning on camping in a hilltop meadow, this meadow had quite the view, to the far east of the meadow was the great volcano prov., to the north the great forest, to the south was there dear village of Wensleydale , to the west was the great sea.

While they hiked along Jack noticed something,”were is Champlion?” He asked. “Oh he is probably off chasing rabbits,”said Constipatio. They soon reached the camp site and started cooking dinner. By the time they were finished eating Constipatio was getting worried Champlion was still not back,”have you seen Champ, Jack?” Just then they heard the most horrible wailing either of them had ever heard. “What is that?”said Jack, Champ came hurtling into the fire light and sobbed “help the village is gone!!!” “what!?” said Jack and Constipatio together. Then they noticed all was silent... and the stars were gone!!

Monday, February 20, 2006

To The Master.

Here you go Master Aegidius, the reward for persevering in the face of impossible odds and pestering until I had to post or never show my face again, I dedicate this post to...(dramatic drumroll)The Master. The flies that you see there are all yours when I see you next, take note how the grass hopper has a shelf wing so its body may hang lower, the nymphs are tied to look very ugly and the Prince has good porportions,your work paid off I listened and learned. (sorry I just had to say that). In August we hope to be in Missoula,if we are, you can come up there and I will take you on one of our rivers ,instead of the Madison or Gallatin it will be Rock Creek or the Clarks Fork maybe even the Bitter Root. It will be warm and the fish will be taking grasshoppers as we float down river then after we finish a twenty minute drive home to eat dinner and we can Fish the evening hatch by Caras Park then in the morning you can go home in just Two and a half hours. Or in winter you can invite us down to your place and we will hunt birds or maybe deer. Now of course this all depends on The Master,will he condescend?It is up to him, and everyone else? They can either stay away or come with us.