O.k. Part...a whole chapter which I finnaly translated. Enjoy!


Traveling records
I. Center of the planet or introduction to the story.

This planet is very large, still no one knows his shape, but we guess he is round. We call it Rose (explanation follows). We'd like to know all answers on our questions. We can get them on only one place, to which goes most dangerous path of this planet, cause this place is the heart of the planet. To there you can come only through assembly of caves in which are glisten fanlike stones of rainbow colors, cold and always quick underground rivers and after all creatures of night. After…or if you beat all these obstacles, you must choose a way, how will you get down through opening which leads vertical downward. One way to do it is by jumping. The better way (or better said: the easier way) are climber on which you can climb down if you’re not too fat. You’re probably asking: why I can’t use the rope? It’s because no rope can reach the bottom. Not even the one that was made by elves. Climb quickly, still carefully. Cause in this darkness, which soon swallows you, are intoxicating plants of golden color, which are practically the only light, which can survive suffocating darkness. These plants shouldn’t be touched; still there are those, who touch them. Those that did that are trapped inside of the rose, which feeds on them. Slowly and with pleasure, like they are beings with feelings (this question is still open. Do plants feel?). After a long time you can finally reach the only safe part of the swamp. This part is the point, where those fool’s bodies, which have jump, are rotting. Swamp is hard to describe, because they’re breath taken. Of course the swamp holds that breath until you collapse on the floor. Dead. The swamp is… beautiful, still dead. Slimly substance spreads, and we can barely call it grounds. Above them a loose fog floats, like it wants to cover traps, which are waiting for those, which reached that point. There is only a fade light, still it’s enough that plants and trees; which are usual for swamps, are growing there. You can also find animals beautiful as morning dawn. Still they’re deadliest then any weapon which was ever developed. Walk carefully. Grounds aren’t always that what it’s seen. Many parts of them are living…. or don’t have a bottom. Those that walked unsafely are still sticking out they’re hands for a climber or they’re holding with they’re whole body a strong branch. Next question, which comes at your mind, should sound: how can the animals survive? Didn’t you figure it out? They’re eating they’re self. Or they’re eating those who mistakenly come on their way. They find a way of surviving. Go on and soon you’ll feel current, which is slowing you down, no matter where you’re going. Fight it and don’t slip. If you’re thinking you’re going mad, cause you see trees moving…this is true. They are moving and from this point you can’t go back, without being killed or worst. Have this on mind. If you fall, the ground won’t let you to rise again. Grounds will take care of you. Your body will be forever same, no matter how long you’re there. And you’ll know it. Cause your soul won’t have a chance to return to the planet…to the spirit of the earth. When the current is gone there are only two chances what next:

1. You lost your mind and in that moment you’re attacked by animals that are silver and fast as arrow. Then the animals eat your flesh and they drank your blood. Only your bones are left.

2. Or you move on and you come to clean water, to center of the swamp. There no animal will attack you, neither will the swamp. Fog will reach your knees and you’ll see fireflies…and then you’ll realize that they’re something else. Those will be candles, which cannot extinguish and are hold by bodies, which are frozen. Sounds will came out of them. Like preys to something. Try to imitate and you’ll become one of them. Try to shut off the candles and you’ll become the candle. This is your final trial before you reach the house that is new, still rotten by mould. If you came in you’ll meet her. The creature of swamp which is still same kin that you. Creature, which represents everything, still nothing of that. And she knows the ruled of universe. In fact she sets the rules.

Only one man survived to tell us this. He survived, but in one cycle of sun (year) he ran away. We never see him again. Thought he left us his diary and last note. Next part is the part, which that man never told us…still he wrote it down in his diary. This is a scrap of his diary:

When I saw her I believed she was the most beautiful of all women, which I knew. Still I throw up at her ugliness. I never thought that someone could be so pretty still so terrifying. Her hair were twisting and turning. I barely understand that her hair were alive animals. I couldn’t define her complexion. She wasn’t black, neither Asian. She surely wasn’t white, I didn’t know if she was same kin as I am. But she was. Her face had scars, which were a part of her charm. Her lips were small and pleasing, still when she spoke, her mouth became big and her sharp alligator teeth showed up. Her eyes were black…you could lost in them, still at same time you want to ran away from them. She gave me one rule.
‘’Ask me anything, but you cannot ask me about one thing. You can’t ask anything about me.’’
She said. First I asked her why are the swamps so different from world above. Do you know what she answered?
‘’They aren’t. Swamp shows itself in his true light…meanwhile the world above is playing game of masks. It never was different.’’ She smiled. Her smile looked so felicitous on her. I shook my head and ask her why aren’t we so different. Her answer surprised me.
‘’WE…are all same kin. You joust doesn’t see that. No one accept me sees the true nature of everything.’’ Then I dare to ask her if she can help me to get home. I didn’t want to sty here a minuet longer then necessary.
‘’I could…if you gave me a name.’’ Without thinking I shot out my answer. Rose. She seemed satisfied. With one clap she send me home. It was like I saw everything again. Same people, which came with me. Same grounds that almost swallowed me, same plants which smelled so nice…same caves…until I got home. But this wish destroyed me. Now I dream about the swamp. I don’t know if it is a dream or a nightmare. Soon the government forbidden to go there, they’re idiots. They even named planet by Rose. I see people faces. That person faces which die in swamp. Each night, about for a year I think. This shouldn’t become a story, but it will. I know who will make this as a book. I joust know.

How? Because of the swamp. I’m returning there, where I wish that I wouldn’t return, still I have the desire to never be found again. I know the truth, you know it too, and still your eyes are closed. These are my final words. To my family: I leave you everything, and you must know that Love you all. Remember Rose is that what we hoped that it is, still we’re afraid of it. She’s part of us, which will never be in us. I won’t tell what she is. Each one must figure this out by itself. There are routs, which can tell you what she is. Swamp is one of the hardest ones. Swamps are joust the beginning which you can’t stand and the end which you cannot se. I’m afraid so I am. I know who is Rose. So I know that, what I always knew that I don’t know. No logic, huh? Yes, there is. You joust need to find the truth. Remember to write down all the things which you have seen my sons and daughters. Then publish it. You must know…I was always proud on you. Each moment, which I lived with, you are worth. You’re my light. I never wanted to yell on you. I was joust confused, how can you be so perfect. Now you know. You my children are my precious. My Angel…my wife. I love you. And I will always do.

Until we're rejoined again.
Willius MacArt


Is this any good? Cause I'm thinking of doing a book on this (this is something which is going in my mind...the only thing which I can write a whole year (school is near, so I won't have time for my team of princess, her friend, the talking sword and goblin)). I hope you liked this

its realy good

Thanks....I don't know I joust write and this came out....must be because of rain (element of writers as I may say)

It's very good I like it a lot. =D Good job. *claps*

Yey, you like it Next chapters will descripe the travel of his daughter...