MeNobody14 (2014-07-03 03:07:37)

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Prologue:

Across time and space is a flooded realm, in the midst of that flooded realm is a single square shaped tower, stretching nearly three miles high, made out of solid stone. The tower is known as The Anchor. And it holds together the four dimensions, keeping them close enough so that travel is simple between them, but far enough apart so they don't crash into eachother.
These five realms are full of incredible beings. The snowy hills of Tundralis, The lava fields of Magmaral, the lush forests of Jungalou, and the tall mountains of Rocston.

Each dimension has a single portal atop a floating island, which is chained to The Anchor. Bridges expand between the islands and the solitary tower, keeping them accessible to all.

The Anchor is upkept, run, and ruled over by a man named Allen. A quiet man, very kind and helpful. The Anchor was his Father's design, but since his Father passed away recently, he has inherited the duties of keeping the Anchor safe from, and for the Four Dimensions.

And thus begins the tale of the Anchor.

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2014-07-04 09:54:54

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MeNobody14 (2014-07-04 03:21:52)

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Chapter One:


"Let's see, fireworks.. lights.. food.." Allen mumbled to himself as he checked various items off of his list for the gala taking place inside the Anchor. Tomorrow would mark the fifty-first day the Anchor had been active, and people from all dimension came to the fantastic party that took place every year. "Plates.. cloth napkins.. silverware for three-hundred-thousand people.."

He walked across the gardens, making sure everything was in place and properly set up. "No no no, that doesn't go there!" He raised a gloved hand and gently levitated a crooked table to the left, so that it lined up with everything else. "There, there. Much better." He said and smiled. The staff he had working to get everything set up did an excellent job. With the exception of one table.
"Okay, senator Janeg and his wife will be here, and governer Portus will be there.. Where did I put General Leonard?" He asked aloud. "Third chair on the right, dear." "Ah yes, General Leonard, seat 32.."

He whirled around to the sound of the voice he'd just heard. "Ah! Greetings Eliza!" He said, grinning as he walked over to hug her. "How do you think this looks? I have the tables all lined up, three thousand to a row. And the plates and napkins are all set. And, this is the best part, I even have a fireworks display set up!" He was truly ecstatic as he spoke, pointing to everything as he explained how it was set. "Well.." Eliza started. Allen frowned. "What is it? The color of the napkins? Oh no, don't tell me it's the Azaleas that run along the borders of the garrden.. No! It must be the-" Eliza laughed and cut him short. "It's lovely, Allen. You've done a marvelous job organizing it. I'm sure the banquet will go perfectly." Allen smiled once again. "Thank you, Eliza."

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