Hello!
Here’s a bit of a story I’ve re-built from 2022 if you guys are interested in reading it.
Title: Renewal
Chapter 1:
Fierek, a Ta-Matoran, sat on the beach, mesmerized by the warm hues of the sunset. The gentle breeze carried the sweet scent of roses, and the sound of waves gently lapping against the shore created a soothing melody. After a long day of work, he had finally completed the newest village, Rohiriito – “Rose Sanctuary” in the Matoran language.
“Fierek!” a cheerful voice called from the stone fence along the beach. Vohkiri, a Vo-Matoran, waved enthusiastically, her bright blue and white armor glistening in the fading light.
Fierek turned, surprised, and smiled as he stood up. “Vohkiri! It’s been ages!” He walked towards her, and they shared a warm hug.
“When did you arrive?” Fierek asked, stepping back to admire Vohkiri’s travel-worn armor.
Vohkiri chuckled. “Just now. I was starting to think I’d never find this place. Your village is beautiful, Fierek!”
Fierek beamed with pride. “Thanks! We’ve worked hard to build it. But I’m surprised you’re here. How did you…?” He trailed off, noticing the strange device in Vohkiri’s hand.
Vohkiri held up the flat, sleek gadget. “I brought you a gift – a Holo-Communicator. With this, we can stay in touch no matter where we are.”
Fierek’s eyes widened as he took the device. “What sorcery is this?” he asked, turning it over in his hands.
As Fierek examined the Holo-Communicator, Vohkiri explained its features and how it would allow them to stay in touch despite the distance between Rohiriito and New Atero. Fierek’s eyes sparkled with excitement, fascinated by the device’s potential.
Just then, Turaga Kaito appeared, his staff in hand, and a warm smile on his face. “Ah, Vohkiri! Welcome to Rohiriito. I see you’ve brought a gift for Fierek.”
Vohkiri nodded, “Yes, Turaga. I thought it would be helpful for Fierek to stay connected with the outside world.”
Turaga Kaito’s expression turned serious. “Indeed, it’s a valuable tool. But we have more pressing concerns. Fierek, have you noticed the drought affecting our crops and water supply?”
Fierek’s face fell, concern etched on his features. “Yes, Turaga. I’ve been helping the villagers cope, but it’s getting worse.”
Turaga Kaito nodded gravely. “I fear it may be more than just a natural drought. Vohkiri, can you tell me more about the situation in New Atero?”
Vohkiri’s expression turned thoughtful. “Now that you mention it, Turaga, we’ve had some… unusual reports from the outskirts of New Atero. Some of our scouts have gone missing, and there are rumors of a strange, mutated creature lurking in the shadows.”
Fierek’s eyes widened, his mind racing with the implications. “Do you think it’s connected to our drought?”
Turaga Kaito’s eyes locked onto Fierek’s, a hint of a challenge in his voice. “I think it’s time we found out.”