The Three Nations: The Jaden Kingdom

Although there are many peoples that claim territory and are independent from other races, tonly three nations hold power in Agarithia. These nations are: the Jaden Kingdom, the Yellow Nation, and the Southern Green Noses.

The Jaden Kingdom

the Jaden Kingdom was formed as a refuge for Elves and Eretis during the Cleansing. The Cleansing was a war that lasted a decade between humans and Elves. The Eretis are the hybrids of these two races. Eretis inherited the Elves’ power to perform and control magic. At the end of the Cleansing, no Elf was alive in Agarithia. Some believe that the survivors, if any, fled to the Wildlands. A large group of Eretis flocked west, to the Jaden Mountains, where they established their kingdom.

The Jaden Kindgom controls Agarithia’s supply of Jade. Jade mines are found all over the mountains. Other trades in the Jaden Kingdom include lumber,and agriculture.  This kingdom’s water source is the Gem Lake, located at the foot of the Jaden Mountains.

The Jaden Kingdom has the largest and most powerful army in Agarithia. In the centuries that date from  the Cleansing until now, the Jaden Army has only been used to quell rebellions in Meekhrshun. No act of war has been waged against another Nation. Smaller tribes and people have been brought under control of the Jaden Emperor, but their tragedies are soon forgotten.

The symbol of the Jaden Kingdom is reflective of the kingdom’s origin and past. The symbol depicts a bear with the head of a phoenix. The bear is the traditional symbol given to the humans while the phoenix was used to denominate the Elves. The symbol clearly indicates the Jaden Kingdom’s unique heritage. The creature holds a sword with a golden handle in its right paw, a symbol of power and wealth. It’s back is covered with rhombuses, the symbol of stars which represents the kingdom’s belief in destiny. Above the creature’s head are roots from a plant, representing wisdom and tradition.

Pancakes!

Ahhh, the pleasure of eating hot pancakes starts before they are even in your mouth. The smell of the buttery batter. The sound of the pancake cooking in the pan. Sizzling as it transforms from a formless mass to a round one filled with texture and taste.

Pancakes are never as good alone a they are with company. Their best friends, Syrup and Butter must be at the table as well. Sometimes, Strawberry jam joins the party and adds  a sweeter taste to the meal. Pancakes must be accompanied by milk. Of course a delicious fruit salad gives you the sugar you need for a great day.

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Response to the July 23rd’s prompt in everydaytellsastory.wordpress.com

Journal Entry #2

He died this morning. I went to the medical wing to visit him at the crack of dawn. He was under a seizure. It lasted for about a minute then he became very quiet. I sat next to him. He called me “dad” for the first time. He said: “Dad, no matter what happens, I want to thank you for letting me come here. This world is vicious and the only way to survive is to bite back only harder and with sharper teeth.”

I told him not to say anything and he just smiled. Another seizure began. His eyelids flew open at their maximum and his entire body shook. I felt so powerless, I had nothing in my power to stop his shaking. They had taken the arrow the previous night, but his condition had worsened. He tried to say something but he was shaking too much. His hands climbed up my chest and clawed at my breast pocket. He managed to grab a red pen. He bit the cap off and  with two strokes drew on the bed sheet over his lap.

He then dropped the pen and his life. The strokes on the sheet formed a curvy seven. I do not understand the seven. There is one thing my son did leave me. I will never forget his last words. I’m ready to sharpen my teeth.