Creative writing

When Zune and Elsha first met, from Zune's point of view.

After walking seven days straight and constantly battling the unforgiving elements; i was finally given the horrid pleasure of seeing an unkept, awful spoken harsh, whom mocked the very greatness that once was this holly temple.

She walked up to me as if a lord. Looking straight into my eyes, showing disrespect in every movement. Prancing around as if she was in charge, as if people would actually honour and obey her word. Then she spoke.

She had a rough, slightly shaky voice. A voice that spoke with dishonour and fake-ness. A voice of no authority. A voice of a harsha. She was not utterly retarted, however she showed lack of intellect at times and Her orders where shrugged off and were not obeyed. She spoke to me in a rough, snappy tone. I wanted to blurt out my true place and have this disrespectful less than human thing, banished from this very city. But I held back, I let her think she was in control and then I dropped the biggest bomb on her. I told her of my true title and duty that was following in the steps of the greatest men that ever lived. The firelord. I told her of the true chosen one. The one that was not named but was forgotten by his own father. Neglected and left alone in a strangers house. But I now no my true destiny and I am here to take my rightful place as firelord.