Welcome to all my new followers! Yesterday was my two year anniversary for Racheal’s Novels! You can go read about it here. Anyway, so I finally decided to sit down and watch the 2014 Noah movie last night and must say that it’s not as bad as I expected. It’s nowhere NEAR accurate to what actually happened, but that’s not what it’s trying to be. It’s simply being a completely fictitious fantasy story that is INSPIRED by Biblical accounts, kinda similar to one of my most recently completed story on FanFiction, which borrowed some elements from Revelation. Anyway, enough of my rant, seeing a fantasy movie take heavy inspiration from Noah’s story, gave me inspiration to write my own fantasy story combining many different elements and such from the Bible for it’s plot and I thought I would post a short snippet of my ideas so far, which I will be turning into a novel at some point. Enjoy!
Esther sighed as she heard a knocking on her door. Screw ’em, I ain’t moving me ass, she thought reached for the beer bottle again and raised it to her lips, taking a looonnnnggg swig.
It had been a shitty day.
Okay, so it was only seven in the morning and nothing had actually happened yet, but she was fairly certain it was going to be a shitty day.
Cause why else would someone be knocking so frantically at her door at seven in the morning other than to inform her that she yet again had apparently failed to pay some numbskull some money that she owed?
How she got these debts, she had no idea. It wasn’t like she was copiously throwing her money away – she was usually so stoned that she had no idea on what or whom she was spending all her money on.
But whatever. So long as these effin’ money collectors didn’t prevent her from having her booze, she was fine.
They can go to hell for all I care.
But the knocking didn’t stop.
And this time there was a voice accompanying it, practically yelling: “By order of the Royal Guard-”
Esther had shot up from the table and darted over to the door, tripping over clothes and items strewn across the floor, and yanked the door open as soon as she heard the word ‘Royal’. Oh my gosh. If I owe the ROYAL GUARDS money, I am sooo screwed!
When she yanked the door open, she was greeted by the head of the Royal Guard – Gabriel Arch. His high status was signified by the badge pinned to his white uniform – a pair of wings. The Head of the Royal Guard was also called an Archangel, and Esther knew that she didn’t want to mess with an Archangel.
“What is it, sir?” she asked, trying to hide the beer bottle behind her back. She usually didn’t care what people thought of her drinking, but if she was in trouble with Gabriel, she knew better than to let him catch her with any booze…not that it would be hard to decipher that she had been drinking…a simple glance at her appearance screamed I’VE BEEN DRINKING!!!!
He frowned at her for a moment before saying: “The king requires your presence as soon as possible. I would suggest changing into something more appropriate and a bath would be a good start.”
Shit. The king?
What does the king want with me?
Just a quick note: the woman in the warrior pic is meant to be Esther when she is sober and doing her job (You’ll find out what her job is later when I turn this into a novel later on). And I will not only be using Biblical elements and such for this story, but mythology as well from other cultures and such. It’s going to be a real fantasy.
Hope you enjoyed! Have a great day/night!
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