FANTASY STORY Helena 4-2 [audio book online]

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Fantasy Story [audio book online]
This is the very unique project of music composer Stephane Meer. It is a sort of free online manga with a strong music background and lots of pictures of dragons, wolves and fantasy characters.
HELENA
and the Orchestra of the World of Mist

“After them! Hurry up! Colonel Malitte, what are you waiting for? Break down the door, for heaven’s sake! And you, get them back here!”

“At your orders, Majesty. Rissard, Dermor, come with me!”

Colonel Malitte mounted his dragon and headed for the closed door of the sacristy.

“Fusion! The door! Spit fire!”

The dragon stretched his long neck backward, and with a click of his jaw, lunged his head forward, emitting a torrent of flames against the double wooden door, which caught fire immediately.
In a few seconds, the obstacle had lost all its rigidity, and Fusion, the dragon, standing on his hind legs, pushed the door with his short paws, and the door collapsed on the ground like a simple piece of burnt wood.

Inside, the room was completely empty.

“Find them! There must be a passage! We’ve got to find them! Hurry up! Hurry up!”

The soldiers invaded the sacristy, searching everywhere for the passage, but the door, upon falling, covered the opening of the trap door. The embers and smoking cinders darkened the ground, camouflaging all traces of it.

In the meantime, Teresa, who had stayed in the main room, thought she heard a howling wolf. Then came a series of shouts from the outside, the sound of paws and galloping, impacts and soldiers falling, of flying flesh, groaning, dragons breathing fire, and the constant sound of galloping, shouting and colliding bodies.

A messenger came running up to her : “Majesty, we’re under attack by knights and wolves! They’ve surrounded us!”
“Tell Commander Regvin to launch a Pteros attack!”
But Majesty, the Pteros aren’t here.”
“What?!”
Queen Teresa’s pupils were red with anger. She did an about face on Embers and rode outside.
“Send a messenger to Igor immediately, and tell him we must have an all out pteros attack now! Go on!”
“Yes, Majesty.”

(To herself)
“If we don’t have air support, we’ll be too divided, too dispersed. We have to regroup.”

Teresa watched the scene for a minute, and then made her decision. She turned around once again and entered the church, calling her dragoneers.
“Brusien, Formar, come inside with me.

During this time, the sacristy was smoking and devastated.

"I found something, Colonel”, Dermor shouted. “…a sort of lever.”

“Go on then, use it, soldier!”, Colonel Malitte retorted.

All at once, he felt himself being shaken, as if something were coming up out of the ground. The stone and metal trap door was beginning to open, only to be crushed by the weight of the door itself and the dragon, which was on top of it. The mechanism was blocked, and it could only open about ten centimeters.

“The passage! Go and find some crowbars, logs and rope immediately!! Get anything that can be used to lift it. And find something we can use as a hook, so I can use the dragon’s pulling power!”

Fantasy Story [audio book online]

FREE ONLINE MANGA Helena 3-3 [audio book online]

http://www.musicaltales.com/helena
Free online manga [audio book online]
This is the very unique project of music composer Stephane Meer. It is a sort of free online manga with a strong music background and lots of pictures of dragons, wolves and fantasy characters.
HELENA
and the Orchestra of the World of Mist

After putting things in order, she went back to her piano. She was exhausted. Night was falling, and from the little window, the silhouetted trees on the hill with their long hooked branches, stood tall in the moonlight.

When she was engrossed in her music and she allowed it to take over her being, it was a huge relief, like stepping into a warm, relaxing bath. She would close her eyes, and gradually, her fingers seemed to be playing all the instruments in the orchestra. The bass, in unison with the bassoons, the cellos, and the violas, sometimes in harmony with the woodwinds and the French horns were her left hand. Her right hand was in turn, the violins, the flutes, interrupted by harps running from one end of the keyboard to the other. Then, her hands would rise and fall with all their strength. It was the turn of the kettle drums, the trombones, the tuba and the trumpets to reinforce this moment of power, this metallic brilliance, punctuated by the exploding cymbals.

It was an exhilaration of colors and sounds, like a hypnotic trance during which you had to surrender yourself in total self-abandon. Helena would feel herself being swept away as if she were falling into the void and letting herself float and be crushed in the air. With her eyes closed, she was caught up in a whirlwind of space and time, with a mixture of voices, shouts, a dark, violet colored sky and the ever increasing sound of an orchestra. It even seemed to her that her keyboard had been transformed. The instruments were no longer coming from her but from around her.

At the end of a musical phrase, she suddenly opened her eyes. She was in an immense hall, a Gothic cathedral. Behind her, a huge symphonic orchestra was playing, and in front of her, she was no longer at a piano but at an enormous church organ whose pipes were raised towards the more than ten meters high upper arches.


Free online manga [audio book online]

FREE ONLINE MANGA Helena 3-2 [audio book online]

http://www.musicaltales.com/helena
Free online manga [audio book online]
This is the very unique project of music composer Stephane Meer. It is a sort of free online manga with a strong music background and lots of pictures of dragons, wolves and fantasy characters.
HELENA
and the orchestra of the world of mist

Suddenly, she stopped. Something was not rightsomething was not right! She jumped up and went back into her room. Something was definitely not right! The furniture arrangement suddenly seemed unbearable to her. The chest of drawers wasnt in the center. She took hold of it and pushed it to the left with all her might. Then, she pulled it backtoo far to the left! She moved it a bit to the right, until it was in the center of the room. Above the sink, brushes, glasses and tubes were no longer lined up symmetrically. Helena tried a number of different arrangements, looking for the best combination possible. Then, she went to the closet and opened it. She was horrified to discover that the piles of clothing were not aligned according to size. Some were higher. Others were too big for the shelf, overlapping an adjacent area. It was intolerable, impossible. How could she continue to play music while chaos and anarchy reigned in her room? She was painstakingly balancing each pile, by height and width, when she noticed to her great dismay that one pile was still stacked up on a chair. She would have to start all over again!

Helena broke down in tears on her bed. It was too much for her. Her parents, who were no longer there, her obsessions, the voices she heard, the humiliations at school. It was all so unfair. She felt so alone, weak, and so incapable of succeeding, of gaining control of her music, of her life, of her own psyche. She was a slave to forces beyond her comprehension, which were making her unhappy. She felt crushed by a weight that was too heavy for her young fourteen year old shoulders to bear.

Ironically however, she had everything going for her. She was beautiful, tall, thin, brilliant and blessed with an extraordinary virtuosos sensitivity. When she looked at you with her big blues eyes, you couldnt help but be hypnotized by the electric intensity of her gaze. Everything about her spelled passion, and expressed an interior life that needed only a spark to create a blaze of emotions around her.

Her madness was genius. Her passion was frustration. Her entire being was suffering. All of these elements made her unique, bubbling over with life and yet, smothered by her internal demons.


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