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Chronicle of Forgotten Legends
Price of Salvation
Akop Nagabedyan
© Akop Nagabedyan, 2025
ISBN 978-5-0065-3814-6
Created with Ridero smart publishing system
Introduction.
In a distant world, where magic permeates every drop of air, and ancient legends come to life in every rustle of the forest, there is a country about which legends are told. It is a place where the skies are painted in the vibrant hues of sunset and the stars seem closer than ever. Here in the Moonlands live creatures with amazing abilities, and every corner is filled with secrets waiting to be discovered.
Among the majestic mountains and boundless forests are spread cities where magic and nature coexist in harmony. But not everything is so peaceful in this magical kingdom: Eldoralia. Dark forces are beginning to rise from the depths of forgotten legends, threatening to destroy a world that was built on trust and friendship.
Prepare to immerse yourself in a thrilling tale of friendship, courage, and magic, where every decision can change the fate of an entire kingdom.
Chapter 1:
On a windy evening, as blue clouds covered the sky, an old mage named Aldoras went deep into the forest.
Aldoras was a white-haired old man with deep wrinkles that imprinted his long years of studying magic. His eyes, though darkened by old age, still emitted sparks of wisdom and determination. He walked like a ghost, driven by a single thought – to find his longtime acquaintance, a sorceress named Melinda, with whom they had shared many exciting moments in the past.
As he approached her home, surrounded by magical forests, his heart filled with anxious excitement. He knew that what he came with would not be an easy challenge. He wanted to bring back to life someone he needed, but the price of such a miracle was always high.
– Why have you come, Aldoras? – came a familiar voice as soon as he reached her door. Melinda stood on the threshold, with her black hair falling to her shoulders, her eyes shining like stars.
– «Melinda, you know why I’m here,» the mage replied, trying to hide the tremor in his voice. – I have come with a request that could change everything…
– What could be so important? You knew the consequences of resurrection, didn’t you? – Melinda sighed, a shadow of longing running across her face.
Aldoras kept his eyes on her, and his heart beat faster. He realized she would not be easily convinced.
– I want to bring Galdor back to life,» he said, taking a deep breath as he spoke the name of the mighty warrior who served the evil goddess of cold, Freya.
Melinda was silent, her gaze becoming more wary. She realized this wasn’t just a whim.
– You know that resurrection will require sacrifice. I’m not sure the dark forces we’re using will be prudent. – Melinda studied his face alternately – she was searching for answers that might reassure her.
– I’m willing to do whatever it takes,» his voice sounded determined. Agree to help me.
The mage looked into Melinda’s eyes, and the second their gazes met, she felt a great burden on his soul. He couldn’t refuse; his heart was broken, and he was willing to go all the way, even if it meant risking everything he had.
– Okay,» she finally said, a new sparkle in her eyes. – But I must warn you: the consequences can be unpredictable. There are forces that could break free…
– I realize the risks,» Melinda interrupted her, ready for what might happen. – But I can’t turn my back on this.
– Okay,» Melinda said, her eyes lighting up with determination. – We’ll have to make the necessary preparations. We have to find the artifacts we need in the forest and complete the ritual on the full moon. -Melinda turned toward her house and cast a spell of magical light. Soon the house was filled with a soft light, chasing away the darkness outside the window.
Aldoras felt long-standing feelings of hope and fear awaken in him at the same time. Another life was close at hand, but with each step they were getting closer
Chapter 2:
In Eldoralia, where magic and reality intertwine, there were many cities and settlements, each with its own unique culture and traditions. To the north spread the icy lands where mighty warriors dwelt. These warriors were known for their bravery and prowess in battle, and their names were whispered in awe. To the south, in the hot deserts, lived nimble traders and cunning mages who could control sandstorms, creating illusions and deceiving their enemies.
The eastern forests were inhabited by elves, known for their grace and skill at archery. Their arrows always found their target, and their magic was as graceful as they themselves. To the west, in the mountains, hid the dwarves, skilled blacksmiths and builders who created amazing artifacts and structures that could withstand any test of time.
At the center of this world was the Great Capital, a city where life raged like a river. Races and cultures mingled here, creating a unique atmosphere. The streets were filled with merchants offering exotic goods, and fairs and festivals were held in the squares. Every year, a Tournament was held in the capital, bringing the best fighters from all corners of the world. It was an event that had been dreamed of since childhood, and only the strongest and most skillful could get the opportunity to participate.
Aldoras and Melinda knew that they would need not only artifacts, but also the support of strong allies to resurrect Galdor. They decided to travel to the capital to find those who could help them in their dangerous endeavor. The journey to the capital was full of danger. They crossed dense forests where wild beasts and magical creatures lurked. Traps and spells left behind by old mages awaited them at every turn. But Aldoras and Melinda were determined. They knew that in the capital not only the opportunity to find artifacts awaited them, but also the chance to meet old friends and enemies.
When they finally reached the capital, they were greeted by the bustling life of the city. Huge buildings decorated with magical symbols towered above them, and the streets were bustling with activity. People and creatures of different races hurried about their business, discussing the latest news and rumors about the upcoming tournament.
– We need to find information about the artifacts we need,» Melinda said, looking around. – And we need to be careful. There are many in this city who have no interest in our success.
Aldoras nodded, his heart pounding with excitement. He knew their mission was dangerous, but he also felt it was the only way to bring Galdor back to life and stop the looming threat from the cold goddess Frey.
– Let’s start at the tavern,» he suggested. – There we can hear the rumors and perhaps find some allies.
They went to one of the most famous taverns in the capital, where adventurers, mercenaries and mages gathered. Inside there was an atmosphere of fun and danger, and Aldoras felt his heart fill with hope. In this world full of wonder and danger, they could find what they were looking for.
When Aldoras and Melinda entered the tavern, they were immediately enveloped by an atmosphere of fun and danger. Loud laughter, the sounds of music and conversations blended into a single stream, making it feel like life never stops here in the heart of the capital. The walls of the tavern were decorated with trophies from distant lands, and the tables were lined with maps and magical artifacts that attracted attention.
When an acquaintance approached them, an old traveler named Eridon.
Eridon, with a tired but excited expression on his face, sat down at the table and greeted his longtime friends.They exchanged warm words, discussing previous adventures and joking about old times. After a brief pause, leaning closer, he began to narrate:
– You wouldn’t believe what I saw!