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Walpurgis Night-The Beginning of Black (Book 1)


STORYBOARD/PLOT DRAFT
  • Lured by a talking stray dog to the Black Continent, told to bring Serene along
  • Enters the Black Continent, meets with a strange team of a giant, an elf, a dwarf and a humanimal
  • Ventures with them to send a mystery child named Xana back to her clan
  • Going through many obstacles, including marshes, cliffs, skeleton pines and ruins
  • Meets a High Being frozen in suspended animation in a huge crystal
  • Talks to High Being in a dream
  • In the Earth Dimension, people start to notice Wallie and Serene's disappearance
  • Meanwhile Wallie & team reach the Hanging Bridge, meets a Keeper who will only let people pass if they give him an unsolvable riddle
  • Wallie and Serene succeed in giving him an unsolvable riddle
  • Creatures called Falah-Teks hovering around the team as they cross the bridge and snatched Wallie and Serene when they targeted Xana
  • In captivity, learns about the true nature of Xana: she is born from a Death Messenger creature
  • Xana is a child created as a deal to allow a young girl 10 more years for her dying father
  • Abandoned because she is born out of wedlock and half Ima'asen (Other Worldly Beings)
  • Team comes led by Xana's mother to return Xana to the Falah-Teks in exchange for Wallie and Serene
  • Xana speaks for the first time, delivering a death message to her mother and her village
  • Plague hit and killed everyone in the village
  • Xana's mother, before she died, blamed Wallie & Serene for bringing this calamity to them
  • After consultation, the giant and elf volunteered to take Wallie and Serene to see an Ever Being so she can send them to see the Hymanjalai on the mountaintops
  • Hymanjalai in cat form request a gift for safe passage
  • Wallie gives her anniversary necklace as a gift
  • Passes through

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