(Fan) Naming of Ciroton (G)

Greetings everyone. This is only going to be a short story to get some opinions on my writing skills. This story will not be in the level of detail I usually put into a story, mostly because I do no know the post size limit. So, enough of my rambling and on with the show!

Author's Notes:
This is the section of my stories where I talk in a cryptic and poetic manner about one of the stories main themes. This time, however, is just an explanation. Normally my short stories do not have an Author's Notes section, but this time is an exception.

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The Naming of Ciroton

In the valley of Farore, on the island of Mairan, was a tiny fishing village. The village was the economic heart of Hyrule despite its appearance. The village was a hive of activity recently, because the village was now 10 years old. The mayor and the councilors where meeting at the town hall to finally decide on a name for the village.

"Why can't we call this town 'Hirato Village'!" shouted on of the councilors with his black and normally tidy hair in a mess because of the heated debate.

"How many time do we have to tell you that 'Hirato Village' is inappropriate!" yelled another, much more muscular councilor. "Or have you completely forgotten old Hylian? Hirato, in old Hylian mean 'Death' So why, for Din's sake would we call our town 'Death Village?!" The councilor then slammed his fists onto the conference table.

Just then, the ground began to shake. Pictures on the wall fell, cups and pots cracked as they hit the stone floor, and people fell to their knees outside. When all was said and done, the mayor's assistant, with a look of shock on his face, looked up at the muscular councilor.

"I did not know you where that strong sir, what do you workout with?" The mayor's assistant was a weak lad at the age of 12. Although he was young, the mayor had a feeling he would become a fine future councilor, or even mayor.

"Of course I’m not," the councilor said sounding worried for the first time in a decade. "It must have been an earthquake."

"I don’t think so," when the mayor finally spoke. "We are nowhere near a known fault line, and we are on the center of the Pacific plate. It is very unlikely it was an earthquake"

"Well, I think we should adjourn this meeting to go check on our families," said another councilor. All the councilors agreed, went home to their families, and dismissed the tremor as a freak accident that would never happen again.

They where wrong. The next day at church, the pastor was conducting the Sunday service.
"Oh great goddesses, please continue to bless this tiny village, so that we may continue to live and honor thy-" Just then another, even larger tremor sundered the land. The people in the church hid under the pews, in case the church collapsed. However, luck was on their side, no damage was sustained to the church, or the people within.

After the tremor, the pastor then dismissed the church. While everyone when home, the mayor went to the town hall. His assistant saw him and ran up to him. "Where are you going sir?" he inquired.

"To get some answers," replied the Mayor. The assistant was then left at the church, thinking why the mayor was going to the hall, while everyone else went home.

The next day clouds where gathering near the highest mountain that formed the valley, Mount Everfrost. The villagers did not even notice, while the mayor alone understood what it meant. Fearing the worst he ran up to the bell free on the top of the Town hall and shouted to the village. "Attention. I have a very important announcement, please come to the Town hall immediately" The village was so small that everyone hear the mayor's words and gathered in front of the Town Hall.

"I have been doing some research. I believe I know where these earthquakes are coming from. In the archives, there is a text telling of the eruption of a volcano called "Death Mountain". When the volcano was about to erupt, the goddesses sent the people four signs. The first three where earthquakes of increasing intensity and the last was a red cloud that circled the mountain-" Just then, the final earthquake struck.

This one was bigger then all the rest put together. The ground felt like it was turning to jelly, buildings where starting to collapse, and animals where fleeing. Then, the impossible happened. Just before it happened, the mayor managed to get these words out. "Mount Everfrost is a VLOCANO!” Then, the top of the mountain began to crack. Steam rushed out the cracks and eventually blow the top of the mountain.

The sound was terrific, like a train whistle except at a lower tone. This defining sound was heard as far as the Gateway Islands, over 100 miles away. Then, more trouble. The volcano began to spew fast moving lava; there would be no time to escape. It looked like the end of this tiny village, and the mayor was intent on going out with the town he helped build. He then got on his knees, as chunks of rock whizzed pass, and began to prey.

"Oh, great goddesses, please help me in my time of need. If I am going to die, please offer me eternal peace" As the citizens fled, only the mayor's assistant stayed behind, and joined the mayor in prayer. "Oh great goddesses, please help us in our time of need," they both preyed.

Then, something amazing happened. As though the goddesses had actually heard their prayers. A ring of light appeared in the center of the valley. Then, out of the ring, a sight that made the two weep. It was the Triforce. The holy relic of the gods left behind when Hyrule was first created. The Triforce then floated down to the spot where the tow people knelt. Its radiant power was amazing, the mayor and his assistant had never felt such power before.

Then, almost knowing exactly what to do, the mayor placed his hand upon the Triforce, and made a wish. "I wish that this tiny village be spared from destruction, and that it will have a name, and a symbol unique to the rest of the world." With that, the Triforce disappear. Suddenly, golden light surrounded the village; the lava hit the light and bounced harmlessly off.

After the eruption was done, the ground shook again. This time, however, something arose out of the middle of the valley. A stone ball, that was followed by a stone tower. A glass face with three hands and numbers and a beautiful sound as it rose. "Ding dong" The tower chimed to announce its arrival in the world.

The next week, the mayor and the councilors meat to finish the debate. Again, the same councilor favored 'Horato Village' but it was shot down yet again. Then, the mayor spoke. "After all that has happened, I think we should call this village, Ciroton, the old Hylian word of "Lucky'. The motion passed, with a record 99 percent support. The Tiny village was then cristned 'Ciroton: The eternal city of dreams'.

Epilogue
The Village of Ciroton grew quite fast as news of its main tourist attraction, The Ciroton Clock Tower, became more well known. In 1901, Ciroton was officially declared a city, and in 1980, a metropolis. In the year 2000, Ciroton had a population of 2 million, and is expected to grow to 5 million by 2050. The Clock Tower is the most accurate clock in the world with a maximum inaccuracy of one trillionth of a second, either way.
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Please post constructive critisisum. Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed it.

Marhlz. I asked for constructive critisisum. Just saying "your story thread is very good." is not really considered to be a constructive post. Thank you for replaying though.

Your story gives a good insight to what might have been early Hyrule. Very creative. It has good spelling/grammar and is very entertaining. Just so you know, you may post stories longer than this one. If this is not your best work, then I can hardly wait for more.

Originally Posted by sjr12

Your story gives a good insight to what might have been early Hyrule.

Actually, this story takes place in the early 1400's on this earth. I will have to make another short story explaining how the Hylians came to earth and the creation of the new Hyrule. Also, marthlz, the purpose of a story is to read it and enjoy it. Sure, some people may not have the attention span to read a long story, but if it draws them in, even the most anit-literature people will be drawn in and hardly put the bood down until the end.

I am hoping that the next story IS SHORT!!!
but if it is not I don't really care i would read it anyway because i am overly curious.

Pretty good, the story starts out slow, but eventually it gets to a worth reading story, I didn't like how you suspensed what was shaking the ground though. The story shows orginality too, pretty good average Grammer/ spelling. Overally it was entertaining, can't wait for the next edition.

Thanks for the reply. This story, and the next to come, just give a bit of important background information for the stories I call "The Big Four" (not actual names, just nicknames). I feel that by giving some of this info, I can write my already long stories without having to give two important history lessons that would bog the stories down.

Ciroton I agree with you on that and i hope the chapters to come are just as or more interesting and are stuffed with information and of corse violence.

YAY VIOLENCE!!!

Marthlz, That is the whole story. There will be no more chapters of this particular story. However, I am currently working on a new short story called "Hirato en Minoria", and then after that, I will begin work on "The Big Four" stories.

*eye twitches* I still hope there will be violence and lots of it.

YAY VIOLENCE!!!

If you mean the "Big four" then yes, there will be quite a bit of violance. However, if you are talking about "Hirato en Minoria", then no. That doesn't mean, however, that people won't die.

i like it when people in a story die sometimes.