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The Traveler

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posted on Sep, 14 2016 @ 12:57 PM
The man walked at a steady pace through the brightly lit forest. The soft sound of his footsteps on the soft earth seemed to be in time with the song surrounding him. The voice of nature brought to his ears a most intriguing melody; a melody that seemed to energize him and calm him all at once. He didn't know where he was headed, but he didn't mind at all. The peace in this place was such that he thought he might never want to leave.

The man knew that this wasn't the world that he was in previously, it was much to beautiful; too heavenly. He must have slipped through dimensions again. He was not upset though, because this new world was much more likeable. It seemed as though the very air in in this place was alive with magic.

The man continued walking, ever in tune with the song of the forest, but also feeling as if he was nearing something new. As he moved he felt as though the forest was moving a little here, a little there, opening a path for him. He wasn't afraid to follow the opening way; all was as it should be here, now. He realized that he had been missing something. Above him, and behind, there were small creatures flitting about in harmony with each other and with the magic that permeated the very air he was breathing.

Some time later, how long exactly was unknown by the man, he came upon a clearing in the woods. Excitement welled up within him as he stepped into the clearing and saw a building with several creatures milling about outside. The building appeared to be welcoming and all of the beings looked cheerful and at peace. The man quickened his pace a bit to reach this beautiful, happy place more quickly.

As he drew closer to the place he was astounded by what he saw. There were people like him but also what appeared to be elves and pixies and also a huge dragon! He didn't know how he hadn't seen this magnificent beast before now! There were more beings than he could describe and the closer he got the more his eyes were opened to see. His heart was overwhelmed with all found here. For some reason though his first instinct was to go inside this building.

On his way to the door no one looked at him as if he didn't belong, but those that looked did so in interest with a welcoming look on their faces. The man went into the building to find an amazingly decorated common area where people of all sorts were talking and laughing and enjoying their food and drink. "I think I'm going to like it here," he said to himself quietly. Surely many of these people would be interested in the tales of a far traveled adventurer such as he.

posted on Sep, 14 2016 @ 01:01 PM
a reply to: TheManFromTaured

Xellent Writing! It seems a description of finding The Shed!?

posted on Sep, 14 2016 @ 01:07 PM
a reply to: TheManFromTaured

Very nice and interesting.

I enjoyed following along.

a reply to: SyxPak

I believe it sounds very much like the Shed.

posted on Sep, 14 2016 @ 01:22 PM
a reply to: SyxPak

Oh crap haha

Yes it is. I meant to put this in The Shed 11 but I guess I did it wrong... I'll just have to copy and paste it over there :-) And thanks for the compliment!!

posted on Sep, 14 2016 @ 01:23 PM
a reply to: TNMockingbird

Thank you! And yes haha it is The Shed. I accidentally did it wrong. :-)

posted on Sep, 14 2016 @ 01:34 PM
a reply to: TheManFromTaured

You did fine!

I think Syx helped you out by linking it there.

posted on Sep, 14 2016 @ 01:43 PM
LOL good story!

posted on Sep, 14 2016 @ 02:11 PM
a reply to: visitedbythem


posted on Sep, 14 2016 @ 07:14 PM
Perfect shed story entry! I love this!!!!!!

posted on Sep, 15 2016 @ 12:04 AM
Love your story!

posted on Sep, 15 2016 @ 08:45 AM
a reply to: Night Star


posted on Sep, 15 2016 @ 08:47 AM
a reply to: Ladystar Thank you!

posted on Sep, 15 2016 @ 01:04 PM
Chapter 2

The man hadn't been sitting for more than a minute before a spry little pixie flew right up to him and landed on the table. She looked to be no more than a few inches tall but was as enchanting as anything the man had ever seen. He couldn't help but feel joy as a smile spread across his face. The pixie looked at him with interest as she took a few steps across the table toward him. Her wings beat slowly as she moved.

"You have the look of a man who's seen more than you care to talk about," said the little one. Her voice was filled with the song of magic that he had heard while traversing through the ever peaceful forest. "It's not that I don't want to talk about it, little one, it is simply that there is just too much to put into words." There was a note of exhaustion on the tail end of his words, and it was clear as day that the pixie picked up on it. It was an exhaustion not of the mind or body, but of the spirit. The man had been too far, and seen too much, to feel rejuvenated in that way even though the magic of the forest seemed to have re-energized him in every other way.

"Well," said she, "I'd wager that we've got something here that can help you take your mind off of all that is weighing you down, my good man." Her tone of finality made the man feel as though she might actually be capable of helping. As she jumped off of the table her little wings began moving quicker than his eyes could follow, and she darted off through an entryway. The man could not see what was beyond the opening, though he imagined that through it would be wonders he had yet to imagine.

Though the pixie didn't promise her return, the man knew that she would back soon, so he decided to just enjoy the atmosphere of this place until such a time as the little one came back. He had found himself a nice comfortable spot at a table in the corner just a few feet left of the entrance. It was situated so that he was able to see most of what was going on there in the common area. A beautiful fire burned softly in the hearth, the outside of which was ornately decorated. What looked akin to ancient Celtic knot work gently traversed the outer edges of it, taking him back to a time and place he thought he had forgotten. Atop the mantle sat several small figures. It was the center piece that drew his eye, though, as it appeared to be perfectly placed and the detail with which it must have been crafted astounded him. Even from the other side of the room where he sat he could see the fine craftsmanship and heart put into this piece.

It looked to be a replica of a majestic, towering oak tree. The man could not find words to describe exactly how life like it appeared. Just as he was getting lost in thought a loud sound drew him back to reality. He looked toward the entrance to find that several people were entering through it. They all appeared to be men in their twenties or thirties. There were five of them, and though they were laughing and talking as they stepped through the entryway, the man could see in their faces a hardness that only comes from the battlefield. Each of them was wearing what the man though must be armor, though it moved fluidly with the movements of the men, rather than being stiff and hard like the armor found in medieval tales. The man would have bet then and there that each of these men had killed more than they ever wanted to remember.

As the five of them gathered around a table toward the center of the common area, a couple of pixies flew from another room whose entryway was opposite the one through which the pixie he had spoken to had flown. To the man's eyes it seemed as though they pixies knew the men and were comfortable with them. "This place continues to get more interesting," he said quietly to himself.

Yet again his attention was diverted. This time it wasn't new visitors that drew his gaze, but a beautiful orange colored cat rubbing against his ankles. The man had always loved cats as he could relate to them. Both he and cats always seemed to know more than they were letting on, and in his case it was usually actually true. He couldn't tell with the cats though. He thought they it could be that cats just simply always had an air of intelligence bordering on arrogance, regardless of what they really knew or didn't know.

"Hey!" The man jumped in his seat. He had been petting the cat on it's back when he heard the word. His hand stopped moving as he realized the cat was staring directly into his eyes. "It's not nice to make assumptions about others, you know..."

The man didn't know what was happening. He knew that he was hearing the words but there was no voice to accompany them. He looked around swiftly, attempting to see if any were speaking to him. "I'm down here..." The man looked back at the cat. A bewildered expression distorted his face slightly. A soft chuckle is what he heard next as he began to realize that it was the cat talking to him, but not with it's voice. "Can you hear my thoughts?" said he aloud to the feline. "Of course I can silly. How else do you think I would know that you were thinking of cats as intelligent bordering on arrogant?"

Another smile spread across the man's face. "Well, I'm sorry," he said, "But am I wrong?" The orange cat looked at him for a few seconds, unblinking. "No..." He couldn't help but laugh at this.

The cat then jumped up onto the table where the pixie had previously stood. "My, my, you have a lot of history, don't you?" The man's face softened a bit. "You have no idea..."

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posted on Sep, 16 2016 @ 07:21 PM

originally posted by: TheManFromTaured

He must have slipped through dimensions again.

I hate when that happens. I never know where I end up.

.....this new world was much more likeable. It seemed as though the very air in this place was alive with magic.

Why thank you, you should know The Shed is the rain forest of ATS.

Surely many of these people would be interested in the tales of a far traveled adventurer such as he.
I for one am looking forward to hearing them.

Well done TheMan, I wanted to see if you had made any threads and here I find a lovely tale about The Shed.
Keep it here, you get your own flags and can continue story weaving. Then we can guess what you are writing about.

posted on Sep, 19 2016 @ 11:05 AM
a reply to: WalkInSilence

Thanks for reading!! I'm glad that you like it! I am very much enjoying writing this. I haven't done any outlines or anything so when I sit down to type I'm just typing directly onto ATS and letting whatever is in my mind at the time come out as this story. Now that I have parts 1 and 2 here in this thread I am excited to begin part 3
What I like most about it is I don't even know where this story is going to go! haha

And yes I'm going to keep writing in this thread but also pasting it into The Shed for all the Shedizens to enjoy! :-)

posted on Sep, 19 2016 @ 06:26 PM
a reply to: TheManFromTaured

I never know where my story is going either, but it continues on and on and on. It's like the story writes itself. LOVE your work!!!!!!!

posted on Sep, 21 2016 @ 01:19 PM
a reply to: Night Star

It's better that way haha

And thanks!!

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