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Published on May 6, 2026
The Ether
The Ether
Life. What is it really? A task we’re meant to fulfill, or maybe just a page waiting to be written.
Well, I think it’s not that deep. Just live life to the fullest. Write short stories like these. Laugh
a little! And more importantly- have fun. After all, in the world we live in- absolutely anything
can happen. Today I’m going to talk about an unusual story about an archer, to show you
even those you think you know, you don’t really know them, you just think you do.
It was a cold gloomy night… I was shivering in the dark whispering for help. I didn’t want to
alert the archers so I crawled on the floor holding it like my rough blanket. Then she
appeared. Eliza, the archer who thought she could do absolutely anything and everything.
She held her bow against her shoulder waiting to see who would strike first. Her short blonde
hair shone in the dark like how the moon would, and her silver armour was as radiant as the
sun. I’ll never forget the deadly look in her eyes that night- it’s the most ferocious I’ve ever
seen it be. “Why are you here?” she said nonchalantly. “I…I..don’t know” I replied with
warmness exiting my body every word I uttered. Just as I thought she was about to release
her bow on me- she threw it on the ground. She raised her hand and said “I’m Eliza, and I’ve
decided I’m going to help you, swordsmen.”.
I’m a swordsman. I come from a large beautiful land called “The Ether”. In The Ether you can
be whatever you want to be! But what The Ether is really known for is its warriors- The
swordsmen and the archers. Our land has been at peace for eons now. But conflicts soon
arose between the warriors. The king chose to let this issue blow over on its own but that
only made it worse. The king was an archer, so most of the swordsmen did not trust him. For
if there was a war between swordsmen and archers the archers would definitely take over
the ether. So thus, the great darkness began, an era of war between the archers and the
swordsmen.
Despite the conflict between the warriors, I took Eliza’s hand and decided to trust her. The
forest grew scarier by the minute.
“Not so fast.” she said.
“What happened?”.
“Give me your sword,” Eliza replied.
“No. No matter what you ask of me I do not care, but this is the one thing I cannot give” I
sternly held my ground.
“Ok.” she casually replied and moved on.
Eliza wasn’t like other people, she knew her limitations and place. But she was determined
to prove something, then I had just met her so I wasn’t sure yet, but I was sure it was
something big- and people weren’t going to like it.
Personally, as a swordsman I was least bothered- but then she caught my attention after she
casually uttered a few words: “The king is my older brother”. Then from that moment I knew
exactly who I was talking too: Ether’s most vicious queen Eliza Celegorn, the beast of our
nation, a war general! I couldn’t believe that I didn’t recognize her. There’s a reason she’s
not queen anymore. It’s more sad than I wish it would’ve been- she killed an archer, but not
just any archer- she killed the king’s best friend. After that she was exiled from the ether, no
wonder she’s at the outskirts. “Are you scared of me?” Eliza asked. “No not at all, sorry if I
look shaken- that’s just the wind” I replied not matching the seriousness in the air.
This is going to be a long night.
