Novel Treatments / Hollow_Book one

Intro:

Long ago there were three kingdoms at war.
Wydor, a warrior race known only for savagery
and lack of mercy to their enemies.
Dr’per A highly advanced technillogical race
known for their brilliance.
Finally we come to Freus
a mystic people with unatural  earthly powers.
Though these kingdoms are at war that does
not pertain to this tale at the moment.

“As the dawn greets the new day so our journey begins”
writes, a hooded figure aside the candles burning flame.

Journal entry 1.

It’s been two weeks since the massacre of  littlton in the kingdom of Fruess.
So many lives lost needlessly, well that’s what i’m paid to do.  As a guild member
of Wydor’s assasin branch my name was taken long ago.  Only service to the guild will I obtain the right to my name as well my life assuming that I live that long.  One can only hope for the Best.

Chapter 1.

Two weeks have passed in littlton since the massacre. For some reason,
nothing before that particular incident comes to mind.  
The new age brotherhood or whatever they call themselves,
call it abnesia.  
Now i may get my memory back they tell me but i doubt it.
Considering my memory do i take these fateful steps
out the door.  Every where i look is endless destruction.
The homes of my neighborhood all lay in burnt ruin.
My friends. my family, everyone gone!
Not that it would matter with the abnesia and all.
The body count rises
noticing every visible  body along the road.  
Since I don’t remember my name
You may call me Bryce. Where i go from here,
I know not.

Journeying down the path there is an erie silence,All i remember is
an explosion in the back of my head, Not knowing how long has passed
as i wake up to find  my hands and feet bound.
“Don’t try to resist you’ll meet your fate soon enough ” the hooded figure says.

“What is the meaning of this” I demand outraged by my current situation.

Why your going to be joining us for dinner” my captors reply with a strange wicked
grin appearing on their faces.
is Dinner; But there are no crops left i think to myself.
The hooded figure makes his way towards me.
Even I am not so dense to not see him pick up the meat cleaver on the table.
A sinister comprehension dawns upon me.
Sitting hepless  bound and unable to defend myself,
“Get away from me you miserable dog ”
I yell.
He’s getting closer there’s nothing that can be done.  
Suddenly, through the entrance of my horrible
predicament a strange figure kicks down the door.
I’m watching as this man or is it animal?, makes his way
through the hooded figures.
Though he hardly moved a muscle,
my captors were droppin like flies.
Whether  He knew it or not believe me,
fear of what was to come ran down my spine.
So you can imagine  how relieved i was when he cut
me free of my restraints.

Needless to say, one of the things that cross my mind

“Empty their pockets boy and get any thing of value they might possess,
Get yourself a pair a boots while your at it you’ll need them” the stranger says.

Clad head to foot in white do i only see the color of the strangers eyes under the hood of his cloak through
two slits. As for weaponry there is none visible,but that doesn’t mean they aren’t there.

“What have you found Boy?” the stranger states.

“First off My name is not boy, it’s Bryce” I reply. Keeping what knowledge i’ve had of my amnesia
to myself.

“Don’t care what your name is, I assume the only thing of any value from this miserable lot is the boots on their
feet right”?

The stranger and i Gathered up what little food we could find and camped out in the room which was to be my deathbed. Neither of us spoke as we ate, the rats could be heard scattering across the floor of the abode.

About sunrise of the following day me and the stranger parted our seperate ways. It was time to make a descision. With nothing but a new pair of boots and the clothes on my back I headed for the kingdom of Wydor.

Journal entry 2.        

As memories stir of times long past, I wonder what would have been had i not taken the role of assasin for my career. The city of o’rig in the kindom of Wydor could only be compared to the darkest corners of what some may call hell in the afterlife. There it is not how you live, but how long you can survive in a place filled by Famine,pestilence,and Death. However i reminice, just yesterday i came across a well camoflauged dwelling
hidden among the trees. Normally I would have passed by without a second glance. Out of nowhere did i hear
a Shout of ” Get away from me you miserable dog”,and honestly enough I can say my curiosity was piqued.
I made my way to the window of the abode and peered inside. On the floor was a boy bound hand and foot
with a starving peasant brandishing a meat cleaver trying to have his dinner.  Needless to say no matter how bad
he was starving there was no need to come to cannabalism. I made my way to the door and kicked the blasted thing down.  Grabbing a Dirk concealed in my sleeve  i made my way through the peasants, did i proceed to stab them in the kidneys one by one as to make it where they could not even let a scream pass their lips. Me and the boy ate what little we could find, the following morning i proceeded on my way. Despite the fact the peasants had little in the way of compensation did i tell the young one to take what he could,even so a strange foreboding somehow told me this was not the last time our destinies would cross. So in knowing our paths to be intertwined
did i slip a message into his pocket while he slept.

Chapter 2.

I proceeded to make my way north to the kingdom of Wydor,how i knew the way or even if iwas going the right direction i left to fate. What a mistake that was. Three days passed since the parting of the stranger and I. All my provisions i had gathered after the stranger left were gone and starvation was settling in. Needless to say my boots were starting to look pretty tasty at that point. While i was leaning over to make a meal out of my boots,
something fell from the inside of my tattered cloak. Curiously i found a bound message that read as follows:

                Greetings boy, (ooh what an arrogant son of a bitch i thought to myself) by now I’m
                probably gone from where we camped. Now you owe me your life as bound by honor for                 saving your miserable hide.  In doing such seeing the predicament i found you in to
                to repay what you owe is simple.  You are to make your way to the city of O’rig to the
                White Stag Tavern there you will be given your next set of directions. If you aren’t there                         in five days i’ll hunt you down and kill you.

Well if this wasn’t the best sort of news i’ve had in days.  First some deranged figures try to eat me, and know the
vicious cur who saved me expects retribution for him rescuing me.  Needless to say after seeing what the Bastard could do, what choice did i have but to comply. A wayward traveller who broke bread with me on my journey gave me the directions to O’rig. Along the way did I see something that bothered me deep within my soul. The Soldiers of Wydor fiercest of the three kingdoms were certainly not saints. On the fourth day of my journey i came across these same soldiers come calling upon an old widow woman for taxes.  The woman tried to reason with them saying that they had already taken everything from her, A husband,a son dead in the war,
and all that she owned.
Weaponless there was nothing i could do as the soldiers preceded to cut her down.  What an injustice i had just witnessed, the blood boiled in my veins. That’s all i’ll mention of that matter for now.

Well now the gates of O’rig stand before me, the massacre of littlton in comparison to this deseolite circle of hell.
was heaven compared to this place. People were killing each other left and right for some of the stupidest reasons imaginable. For example one man had just stabbed the other man for his shadow passing over his lunch. Well let me assure you weaponless i was feeling real confident let me tell you. Very carefully i found my way to the White Stag tavern glad that i hadn’t been robbed.

The tavern it’s self was a desolute hellhole, drunkards,whores, and whatever other shady elements that roam the underworld were all gathered in this dank pit.  As I made my way to the barkeep All eyes were on me,  like in the raptor gaze of a falcon. Before anything could be said…..

“What you need boy, money up front and no begging” said the Barkeep.

” I’m not here for any of that sir, a man dressed in white said there would be a message here for me” I replied.

“Ahh, there’s a room upstairs,third on the right wait there” he said.

What is going on was running through my head as I made my way up the stairs and proceeded through the door. I woke up the following morning not knowing where i was, since entering that room, once again ambushed and knocked unconcious. This time was different though, I was in a clean room there was a set of clothing, black in color dark as night. Attached to the clothing was a letter.

                Well boy i see you’ve managed to survive. If your wondering where you are
                Quit, your not going to be privy to that information yet. Ah yes be careful not to
                ask anyone you meet here,for if their tounges become loose their lives are forfeit.
                Besides you’ll be doing plenty of killing soon enough.

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EJSchwartz avatar General Stranger

February 11, 2008

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Betty13 avatar General Stranger

February 05, 2008

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I wonder where you plan to go with this. There are a lot of mistakes in spelling, grammar and word structure. Of course, that is the easiest thing to fix. I liked the two sides of the story. The beginning was a good start to grabbing attention of the reader. Embellish on the details. Sounds, smells, atmosphere and such. cannabolism is always intriguing.

I am worried that the whole Lord of the Rings theme is getting tired. The three kingdoms and the names. Jazz them up a bit. Reach outside of what you  know and experiment a little.
Good luck. I think you should continue writing. It will be easier as you go. Take what your peers say tell you and use it. I tend to take things personally but once I set that aside and play with the elements suggested to me I end up with a much more solid work.

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January 25, 2008

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I thought that this was a very good story. I like the chain of events that lead up to his being in the room above the bar. As far as characters, The man in white robes seems curious to me. He cares enough to save Bryce from certain death. I wonder what his agenda is. As for Bryce, He gets himself into many sticky situations. He has a sense of humor about it given his situation, evidenced by his comment after he saw a man being killed because his shadow was touching another’s lunch. Although, far from a comedy, I liked what you wrote.

NancyAllen avatar General Stranger

January 24, 2008

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This piece appears to be very abstract.  There are numerous grammer errors. Still needs work.

AnnaElizabeth avatar General Stranger

January 04, 2008

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I’m so glad that you took my previous advice from my review of the last version!

One thing that I’m confused about, is at first, the text looks like it is going to be in poetic form but as the story goes on it kinda fizzles out into normal format. So what is it going to be? I suggest choosing one of them. Except for in the very beginning, I like the format that the prologue is in.

There are a few grammar mistakes in here. But I won’t take the time to point them out because I don’t want to waste your credits and I’m sure some already has or will.

You have a good style of writing in that, you capture your characters thoughts very well. It sounds realistic, or at least as realistic as fantasy allows.

Another thing I noticed is that, its all so very dark. I guess it’s not the kind of book I would normally pick up. But I guess it has to do with the whole gender thing. I don’t think a lot of girls would be particularly interested either. But hey, it kinda reminds me of Brave heart, so I’m sure its fine! Keep up the good work!

p.s. I don’t know if I said this in my last review or not but you have so many Ratings and Rankings up there and they all mean the same thing. Its kind of a hassle for your reviewers to have to click on all those so you might want to remove a few…or most of them.

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January 04, 2008

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This story is very poorly written.  Let’s work on making it better.

Intro:
[An introduction occurs in non-fiction.  In fiction we call such a thing a prologue]

Long ago there were three kindoms at war.
[Unless your narrator is a character in the story and they would talk like that, never use passive verbs, including but not limited to is am are was were be being been.  ”Long ago a war took place between three kingdoms.”  Answer these questions in the story: Who? What? When? Where? Why? How?  Does this story take place on Earth?  Why is there a war between these three kingdoms?]

Wydor[:] a warrior race known only for savagery
and lack of mercy to their enemies.
[This is not a complete sentence.  It’s written as though you think the video game WarCraft is a novel.  Who are the Wydor?  Where do they come from?  What do they look like? Why are they so savage, or why are they known to be so savage? How is their lack of mercy known if they’ve never had the mercy to not be savage toward their enemies?]

Dr’per[:] A highly advanced technilogical[<-spell check your work] race
known for their brilliance.
[Another incomplete sentence.  see Wydor questions and reapply them here]

Finally[,] we come to Freus[;]
[We come to Freus?  Who are we?  Is someone telling me this or is this information in a story that I am reading?  If someone is telling me this, who are they? Why are they telling me?  Your narrator is supposed to be the voice of the story, not the voice of the author telling me the story.

a mystic people with unatural[<-spellcheck your work] earthly powers.
[What does “unnatural earthly powers” mean?  If the powers are earthly, they must be natural… or do you mean earthly powers like how we humans can dig up earth and turn it into concrete, alluminum, tar, oil, steel, plastic, and whatever else?]

Though these kingdoms are at war
[WAIT A MINUTE!!!  ”Long ago there were three kindoms at war.” so, past tense these kingdome were at war becomes present tense, these kingdoms are at war.  That’s just laziness on your part, it’s only been four sentences]

that does not pertain to this tale at the moment.
[So what?  If it doesn’t pertain to the tale, why was I informed? There is a method called “show, don’t tell.”  In show don’t tell, rather than just giving information and facts to your reader, as though they enjoy reading non-fiction, you have characters talk about things or notice things and their actions and dialog inform the reader of what is happening in the story]

“As the dawn greets the new day so our journey begins”[<-why does a hooded figure write this and why doesn’t it have anything to do with what is written in the journal?
writes, a hooded figure aside the candles burning flame.
[Aside, or beside?  What candle?  You’re introducing the candle so it is a candle ntil it is used again, which it is not]

Journal entry 1. A.k.a Trent.        

It’s been two weeks since the massacre of  Littlton in the kingdom of
[Is it just me or does this not seem like the sort of thing a person writes in their journal?]

Fruess.
[Do the Freus live in Fruess, or is that a typo?]

So many lives lost needlessly, well that’s what i’m paid to do.
[Well?  Maybe but, however, yet, or a word that suggests the same remorse as is found in the predicate clause]

As a guild member of Wydor’s assassin branch my true name was taken long ago.
[Why is he writing this information in his journal?  Doesn’t he know this?]

Only [through/in/with/] service to the guild will I obtain the right to my name as well my life assuming that I live that long.  One can only hope for the Best.
[See previous comment]

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Two weeks have passed in littlton since the massacre.
[Yes they have, we’ve already received this information]

For some reason, nothing before that particular incident comes to mind.  
[For whom?  Who is Narrator talking to?]

The new age brotherhood or whatever they call themselves,
call it Abnessia.  
[Who are the New Age Brotherhood, and what does it matter what they call themselves?  What matters is what the people who talk about them call them]

“Now i may get my memory back” they tell me,but i doubt it.
[“They” tell me in their wrods: “I may get my memory back.”  When I talk about people, I do not refer to them as “I”.  I call them “you” or “him/her” I never call them “I” because that would be me referring to myself and not to someone else.  Do people call you “I” when when they’re talking to you?

There are several helpful links on my bio.  I suggest using them.

stephanie482 avatar General Stranger

January 04, 2008

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This is good – I always admire people who can create alternate worlds. I have a hard enough time just getting my own characters to function normally in a world that I have inhabited my entire life.

Your character, while believable, needs some beefing up. Please understand, this is not meant as a negative review, because I really think you’ve got a good thing going here – but in a novel where the world is made up, you need to work even harder to make the CHARACTER real. Your readers are going to want some anchor here – let your main character be the tie that binds them to the world you have created.

I think this is a great start, and hope to read more soon!

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January 02, 2008

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Your outline as a whole is good. I did however, got a little confused and had to read the story again. I believe that this have to do with having  journal entries and chapters. In my opinion, the story would flow better if you had either or since the information is the same.

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January 02, 2008

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I like this. The only thing that caused me great distress is the lack of grammar. I’m not a grammar major and struggle with it constantly but you must blog/chat something like that a lot because you haven’t used captialization at all and lack punctuation all together in a few places. If you really want to be published, which I think you have a chance with this, you need to tighten up the grammar first and foremost.  

The other thing I feel is missing is descriptions of their surroundings. I mean are there purple clouds with a orange sky… Exageration sorry.. just what does the environment look like what is the main character looking at. An empty room. An empty room, the puke green walls turned his stomach. See the difference. More description in general, I will say this where you have descriptions I like them.

This is an engaging work and look forward to seeing it finished in the polished version.

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January 02, 2008

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Your plotline is an interesting one and the saving grace of this piece.  Grammatically, this is a mess, but nothing that can’t be fixed with some careful editing.  I liked your characters, but would like to see more of their inner emotions.  You might want to run this piece through your spellchecker, also.

Long ago there were three kingdoms at war. – there needs to be a comma after “ago”

Dr’per A highly advanced technillogical race- should be “Dr’per, a highly technologically advanced race”

It’s been two weeks since the massacre of  littlton in the kingdom of Fruess. – Littlton is a proper name, so it should be capitalized.

Wydor’s assasin – assassin
well that’s what i’m paid to do. – always capitalize “I”

The homes of my neighborhood all lay in burnt ruin. – “Homes” is a personal thing, while “neighborhood” is less personal.  It should read either “houses in my neighborhood” or “homes of my neighbors”.  Since he can’t remember his neighbors, I would choose the less personal option.

You may call me Bryce. – Why did he choose this name?  Was it chosen for him?  Was it a name on a sign (like Bryce Street) that he first saw when he awoke to find his memory gone?

erie silence – eerie

“Why your going to be joining us for dinner” my captors reply with a strange wicked grin appearing on their faces. – this sentence doesn’t flow quite right.  I doubt the captors all spoke in unison.  It should read, “Why, you’re going to be joining us for dinner,” one of my captors replies, while his companions stood watching with stangely wicked grins appearing on their faces.

The stranger and i Gathered up what little food we could find – would this be leftovers from their last victim?  Ewww.  You might want to clarify that a little so the reader doesn’t get the wrong idea.

Weaponless there was nothing i could do as the soldiers preceded to cut her down. – should read, Weaponless, there was nothing I could do as the soldiers proceeded to cut her down.

Overall, I think you’ve got a good story here.  You might want to expand upon it, and lengthen your chapters a bit.  Do a careful edit with an eye towards spelling and commas, and you’ll do fine.  I wish you the best of luck with this.

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