I forgot to tell you her backstory. Here: She lives with her mother, and doesn't know anything about her dad, who was actually a dwarf. Her mother was a decendant of the dwarves as well, and had gone into the book when she was about 23. She married a dwarf and had Heather, but soon left back to the real world.

Also, I'll tell you what the place looks like.

Heather~

I walk into te library, unnoticed by the librarian, who is stamping books. I walk into the children's section, just in time to see a girl disaprear into thin air. I gasp, and look around. Surely no one saw that but me, right? I quickly grab the book she was holding. I open the book to a part about dwarves. I had always loved dwarves, imangining that I was one of them, working in their mines. Before I get to read anything, though, the words start to come off the page and circle around me, bringing me closer to the book. Soon I seemed inside of the book.

I found myself in a tunnel, lit with torches. I can hear the clash of metal on metal in the background. I see a man with a long, braided beard walk down the passage. As he comes closer, I can see that he's short, mabye shorter than me! He looks up, sees me, then runs away. That was weird, I thought. As I continue to wonder where I am, the short man (I guess he's a dwarf?...) comes back with another dwarf/short man. The second dwarf stares, then after a while, gasps and says, "Yes, yes, now I see it Gonil!" and the first dwarf, Gonil, says,"See, I told you it was her, Degif!" Then they started doing a weird little happy dance. "Can either of you tell me what's going on?" I ask. "Oh!" exclaimes Gonil. "Well, me brother, here's your father, and I'm your uncle, and me wife's you-" "Erm, well, how are you my uncle, and how is this guy my father?" I ask. "Well," starts Degif, "when your mother came here a few years ago through some book in the human world, she fell in love with me, and we had you. She left a couple weeks after you were born, though. Now you're here, and I've lots of things to show you."

First we went to the mines, where there were dwarves everywhere. They were at the fires, bent over long swords, and a lot of other stuff that I can't describe. We then went to the kitchens, where the smell of good food was everywhere. There also apperead to be a feast going on. Lastly, after seing the bed chambers and relaxing area (there were no dwarves in either), we went to the map room. Here, my father showed me a map, worn with age, titled Soyrema. I looked at it. This is what it (pretty much) looked like:

There was a long strip of mountains bordering the top (Thied Mountians)

A patch of desert in the left bottom corner (The Mines)

A large sea taking up the right side (Shide Sea)

and a large forest in the middle (Bright forest) with a small village in the middle of it (Deriea)

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Well, that's it for now. My computer's almost dead. Bye! 

Then I am proved wrong. The roc stirs, making me shrink back in sudden terror. It's waking up! What if it attacks me again? Is it able to attack me again, after such a hard impact? It pops its head up, then shakes it hard as if trying to clear it. And then it looks straight at me, and I could swear I see fear in its eyes. The roc springs to its feet and lets off a string of screeches, sounding something like “As Darak’suk’! As Darak’suk’ tiknis! Ki naho’i kaa’aru sar Sukhurir-Harakree!” And then it flies away. Just like that. Without a backward glance. How did I do that exactly? HOW? Beat a bird out of legend with what might even have been...magic?

.:Evette:. 

I gradually stand up, watching the creature in front of me intently. Her emerald eyes blink suddenly. I flinch.

Her fur is a deep, slate gray, with two off-white stripes extended from her nose outwards. She appears catlike, but I can't pinpoint the exact species name.

She paws at my shoe gently, mewing softly, and I kneel down to pet her. "Who are you, little one?" I whisper. "What are you doing up here?"

Her nose twitches from the dust as she nuzzles against my ankle, begging for attention.

"I don't know why I'm here either," I continue quietly. "But we'll find a way out soon. Isn't that right?"

Her ears perk up suddenly, as if she's listening, and then droop back down before she begins to scamper past excitedly.

"What's going on?" I ask, running after her. "Where are you going?" 

Is it to late to join? I've read it all! Pleeeeeeeaaaaase!? Dx I haven't seen it till now.

Zack~

Zack had made camp in the woods near the beach. It was dark, and he had a nice fire crackling and was frying a fish on a stick. Just then he heard a twig snap in the darkness behind him. In the trees. He whipped around.

"Who's there?!" he said. The largest, ugliest brute Zack had ever seen in his life walked out of the trees. It was humanoid in shape, but had green skin and was ten feet tall and was carrying a wooden club. A troll! It roared and charged at him! Then, a strange sensation crept over him. He was all of a sudden calm. He held out his hand and a weapon materialized in it. Zack had read about it once, it was called a trident. He threw it a the monster and the harpoon hit it in the chest. The monster staggered around a moment, then fell, dead. Zack picked up the trident again. He had to get out of these woods as soon as possible. But where would he go? He thought back to the book that had transported him here. He had managed to glance at a map of this place before he'd ended up in the boat. He had to find the frost elves temple. The were wise and would know how to get him home. But first he would have to survive the forest. Who knew, maybe he would run into some other unfortunate person who also had been transported here.

Admin, I though I posted my post, did I not? ' Cause I worked really hard on it... Thanks!

I still have about ten comments from this evening waiting to be reviewed and posted. But something strange happened this morning when I was posting. I think all of a sudden with one keystroke about five comments waiting to be reviewed just disappeared on me. I tried to go back and find them but was not successful. I'm very sorry. I hope it never happens again, but it is a good idea to keep a copy of any longer writing you create, at least until you see it posted.

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Zack~

Zack glared at the mage. He had read about him in the book about Soyrema on the way over here. He hadn't read much, but he had read enough to know that the man couldn't be trusted.

The mage gave a warm smile. "Oh yes, I heard about you. You're that boy from the prophesy. Very good to  meet you!"

"Whoa, whoa. Prophesy? I didn't hear anything about a prophesy," said Zack.

"Oh, yes  of course. Well you see, you, Nellethiel here, and a few other young people-ah-here comes one now. Good, good!" A girl about Zack's age walked through the door.

Nellithiel smiled. "Zack, this is a friend of mine. She's part fairy, you know, like us being part elf and merman." They shook hands.

"Nice to meet you," the girl smiled.

"Now that we have all met, now it is time to talk about the Prophesy of Gargonan. Listen well, and try to keep up. This might be a bit much for you but the fate of Soyrema rests in your hands."