He was not happy. Not happy at all.

Drawing his scimitar, Tormenta (which translated, means "Tempest"), and taking on his round shield with a civet cat motif, Leon strode the walls of the fortress angrily.

He didn't know why exactly. Sometimes he wondered whether it was himself, the damned orcs or simply the friends that he befriended.

He yelled, and slashed the empty air in anger. Suddenly, he realised why seemingly-mad Joshua did sword-strokes without his sword even in the middle of the road, his eyes distant, stature rigid.

He was fighting off demons. Not demons in the physical sense or even spiritual, but the demons in his inner hell, his inner mind.

Like what he was doing now. Fighting off anger and hatred that sought to consume him, and release the beast that was within his tortured soul. He did not feel alone however.

Someone else was with him. Someone whom he had followed for most of his life, and He was always with Leon in all his times of strife and trouble, even when he did not feel it.

His Comforter, His All in All, now stood with him, now carried him, as he faced the flooding waters of pain, and Leon knew it.

Haha...now I sound like one of those overzealous-what was that? Leon's self-musings was suddenly cut short by something that sounded suspiciously like a goblin.

And it was. Leon spun around and before the goblin could even yell, delivered a fatal blow to its neck, and black ichor poured from its veins.

More squeaks could be heard. He turned and this time he saw five of them on his right. More sounds, and he saw that seven more had climbed onto the wall on his left as well. A chill ran down Leon's spine, and he realised that it was a sneak attack by night. He ran forward to take out two more goblins with his blade before shouting as loud as he could.

"The enemy is here! To arms! To me, brethern! To me, dwarves and elves! Defend the wall!"

Having raised the alarm, he now saw that there were twenty of them now, and they advanced with quick little steps, weapons raised and teeth bared, ready to kill the Bard.

"For Christ!" Leon yelled again, and charged into the crowd, shield upturned and scimitar flying here and there, breaking up the throng and killing three who was unprepared for the guitarist's attack. The lean Bard then upturned his shield at the last minute, arresting the swinging sword of a slashing goblin, and stabbed him in the stomach at the same time.

"To arms, brothers! Defend the wall!" He continued to yell, and yet only more goblins kept pouring in.

No one seemed to be there. No one seemed to have heard him, and no one was with him.

He was alone.

No, not alone. The God of Wonders was with him, and God willing, He would do wonders today, through him.

"Come on, you idiots! Come and face the Tempest of Leon if you dare!" He snarled.

And they did.

***********

Yay. The return of the excerpts from the CNL-LotR Project, "The Song of the Angels: Book 2: The White Fortress". Leon's the main character in this excerpt. Heh.

Sometimes I wonder whether I should continue writing or not. I mean, it seems as if no one's even interested in my work. At all. Oh sure, I get a "nice story" or "good writing" now and then, but I guess I'm the only one with a real passion for spinning stories and putting his friends in them.

Anyway, the answer Ian, is that you can't be in "The Restorers", due to certain limitations that you have.

Simply said, the answer is NO, unless I choose to let you be an 'extra' or have me kill you off. Thank you.

Anyway, let me just tell you the life of a guy who decides to pontang one day. I shall refer to the guy as the Postal Dude.

Prev Day(Wed):

8.30pm: Postal Dude gets told that he would be going to a certain place that certain people would be going as well. Is fine with it but realises he has school til five, and tuiton at eight.

9:00pm: Knowing that he had no shotgun,machine gun or rocket launcher to enforce a school holiday tomorow, he decides to pontang.

Next Day(Thurs):

6:30am: Wakes up blearily. Goes to take a bath, and goes through parents' freezing cold room in the process

6:45am: In room, trying to stop shivering from cold.

6:48am: Changes into sch uniform, and packs a set of casual clothes in bag(makes sure the maid/mother doesn't know that its missing) in bag. Goes out and takes a bus instead of walking to school.

7:30am: Reaches Toa Payoh Interchange. Goes to find a decent toilet to change.

7:35am: Changed and waits for bus to go to polyclinic. Meanwhile, prays/hopes/wishes fervently that certain parents of a certain fren in Toa Payoh doesn't see him in case they squeal on him to his parents in church.

7:45am: There is no sign of them, and Postal Dude is on the bus. Reaches the polyclinic, and finds a damned long queue at the registration counter. Sighs and queues up.

7:59am: Turns out it was only the pre-registration. Now Postal Dude has to wait for registration.

8:15am: Done and waits for the doctor. Uses time to think of what ailment to fool doctor with. Decides not to use Esmond's tried and tested formula, sore throat and diarrhoea, since the Postal Dude thinks its been tried too many times.

9:15am: Still waitng. Tries to smile at an irritating kid who tries to step on the Dude's foot. Fails and decides on whether to hang him by his legs or simply beat the hell out of him. Decides not to after seeing size of dad's arms and fists.

10:15am: Gets so pissed, not only from the wait, but the fact that the irritating kid(who came after him) goes first, that he almost has to stop from yelling expletives, and walks into the office asking(politely) whether his turn has passed. Is told that his turn is next and told to sit down.

10:20am: Finally gets his place. Decides not to use the thought up sicknesses but tells doctor about real heart pains. Finds out its a damn muscle problem and is handed a paper to go the pharmacy for payment and medication.

10:30am: Reaches pharmacy and finds out that he has to wait...again. Feels very very retarded.

10:35am: Buys a natural snack bar for a whopping $3.15, and realises its good. Then decides its not that good after seeing that Snickers(Postal Dude's fav choc bar) is $1.50.

10:45am: Takes out laptop to type stories due to boredom. Gets admiring looks from a maid who seemed interested in laptop. Postal Dude shivers, and thanks God for not allowing him to own a crossbow, for if he did, there would be a high chance that she would have had a crossbow bolt in the head.

10:55am: Finally gets meds, and walks up to counter with laptop in hand. Nurses look at laptop in awe, then gives meds, and Postal Dude gives cash ($4.70).

11am: Finally gets the damned MC from the counter.

11:30am: Changes back to uniform in same toilet after taking a bus back to the interchange, and heads back home.

12:00pm: Hits the sofa with great anticipation of going to certain friends' home to see certain friend.

2:00pm: Takes out laptop to type stories. Doesn't do it and lies down instead.

3:00am: Things become SNAFU(Situation Normal:All F*cked Up!). Ass is kicked. The Postal Dude's ass, that is. He is majorly, superbly, greatly, mega, ultra, super-duper, ultimately, busted-ass screwed over by certain friends' parents when he finds out that close friend and him cannot go over.

3:15am: Postal Dude's ass still feels sore after major ass-kicking. Gets very, very, very, pissed off. Not only pissed off at the parents but the whole damn world. Especially when he realises that he wasted three freaking hours doing nothing but waiting. And especially when he knows that the certain friend that he pontengded school for, just laughed at Postal Dude, saying "You cannot come! You cannot come!". Ponders on whether to go anyway, break down the house door with a sledgehammer, and pound certain friend into a flattened pizza.

There rest, I leave to your imagination. No, the certain friends are still alive. Yes, the Postal Dude is still pissed.

Hah. Listening compre is this Sat. Confirm gone case. But never mind, might have a glimmer of a chance. Just a mere glimmer.

All girls are biatches one way or another. Just a passing remark, tho.

See you later.

josh fatesealer turned back time on 7/01/2004 04:09:00 pm.