<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923611056871637228</id><updated>2011-09-09T05:34:29.717-07:00</updated><category term='The story of the chronicles of Alchemia'/><category term='Introduction'/><category term='The story of the chronicles of Alchemia 2'/><title type='text'>EUREKA SOCORRO</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eurekasocorro.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/923611056871637228/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eurekasocorro.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14035442261860000180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923611056871637228.post-8715385126372008511</id><published>2007-12-01T00:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T20:48:29.422-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The story of the chronicles of Alchemia 2'/><title type='text'>The Story Of The Chronicles of Alchemia - B</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blogger's Note:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here is the continuation of the story of my eldest child...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Eureka Socorro continues the story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the year 2020 A.D., five baby girls were born in five families known for their goodness.  They were Trisha, Katrina, Mythia, Herculina and Atrixia.  Each of them had a tattoo of a medallion on their skins.  The parents who unknowingly had the bloodlines of heroes of the past just considered the tattoos as hereditary in their family.  But these were the medallions with varied mystical powers hidden as tattoos intended to be used at the right time. The girls grew as good children with each of the tattoo-medallion but did not yet discover their mystical powers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, a mystic warrior from the kingdom of Azbera came to watch and protect the chosen ones.  He escaped the mighty soldiers of Hogor and  hid in a secret land  in Azbera.  Being invisible, he watched over the girls and when they got into trouble, he secretly was the one protecting them because they were not yet ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, a huge dragon was looking for the chosen ones. It invaded the city and destroyed everything it saw.  Trisha and the other girls were at the city.  The dragon saw the medallion-tattoo of each girl.  The dragon chased them until the mystic warrior of Azbera came to rescue them.  The warrior fought with the dragon.  The dragon lifted the warrior right up to defeat but the warrior used its magic power to defeat the dragon.  Soon the dragon was defeated but the warrior cannot fly anymore. Who should save him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the chosen ones, Mythia, saved the warrior by using her magic powers out of emotion. She  whispered to the wind and asked the wind to let the warrior float.  Everybody was shocked even the mystic warrior.  The warrior asked, "How did you do that?" Mythia said, "I just whispered the wind.  Ever since I was a child , when I am alone and I whispered all my thoughts to the wind, my tattoo shines and creates a shimmering light. My mother told me that I had this genetic tattoo ever since that I was born just like my other sisters. It's really weird but it's true."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other girls were shocked. Everything that Mythia told them was the same just like what their mothers told them about their birth. The mystic warrior explained to them everything. He said, " Everything that is happening to all of you is normal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You said that it is normal? What is normal about being a freaky witch?" Katrina exclaimed.  But the warrior said, "You are not a witch. You are the chosen ones that's why you are different from other people. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Chosen ones, are you crazy!" Katrina said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You really don't understand.  Anyway prepare yourselves because it's time. See you next time..." The mystic warrior vanished into thin air.         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;TO BE CONTINUED...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/923611056871637228-8715385126372008511?l=eurekasocorro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eurekasocorro.blogspot.com/feeds/8715385126372008511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=923611056871637228&amp;postID=8715385126372008511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/923611056871637228/posts/default/8715385126372008511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/923611056871637228/posts/default/8715385126372008511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eurekasocorro.blogspot.com/2007/12/story-of-chronicles-of-alchemia-b.html' title='The Story Of The Chronicles of Alchemia - B'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14035442261860000180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923611056871637228.post-6126198828624269275</id><published>2007-11-20T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T09:25:13.795-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The story of the chronicles of Alchemia'/><title type='text'>The Story Of The Chronicles of Alchemia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Blogger's Note: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;My eldest child Eureka Socorro is a second year high school student now.  She graduated as the valedictorian in finishing her elementary years before and she got the first honor award in her first year high school education.  Indeed, she is striving well in her studies despite of financial hardships.  Moreover, she could not forget to practice everyday her talents in arts and music - she can draw good images well and she has a nice voice for singing.  Naturally, she can write original stories out of her imagination.  Here is one of her stories...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eureka Socorro tells a story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;I always dream of writing stories for many people. Stories that can inspire them to pursue life and  enrich their imagination.   Here is a story that  was formed from my imagination.  It is not only a story of love, friendship and courage, but it is also a story of trust - a story that I hope can inspire a lot of people as a way of expressing myself to everybody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The story begins in a far away kingdom in a world so difficult to explain, a world that cannot be describe so easily because it is usually seen in a writer's imagination - the kingdom of Azbera. Azbera is a peaceful kingdom with magical creatures like the moranggas, the creatures which are half pixies and half monkeys.  They are the funniest and the most entertaining creatures in the kingdom.  Another creature is what we call the merdias and they are the the mermaids of the oceans and seas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every creature in the kingdom of Azbera help one another and are working together for the good of their kingdom - that's why they don't fight against one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The kingdom has a very great treasure. It is the treasure that gives Azbera all  it's power and strength- the alchemia.  The Alchemia is a big medallion with a diamond on the inside.  The  history of the kingdom of Azbera is written in it and all the magical spells that keep Azbera safe and away from danger is also written in it.  It is Azbera's  shield and protection from any harm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  But one day, the right hand leader of the ruler of Azbera which is Hogor  betrayed his kingdom.   He went at the outside border of the kingdom where the  creatures called Arramites live.  They are huge monsters that are very evil warriors.  They have fearless dragons that breathe out fires and they always invade a lot of tribes in different kingdoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hogor and the Arramites made a deal. They will invade Azbera and will rule all over the entire kingdom.  They also want to steal the medallion to gain an undefeatable power to become the most powerful creatures in their world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan happened.  They invaded the  peaceful kingdom of Azbera.  Many creatures died.  They are killed by the Arramites with their deadly weapons.  Soon the kingdom is about to be totally invaded.   Hogor is now going  to steal the  medallion but  the king of Azbera stopped Hogor.  They fought against each other but Hogor is unstoppable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The king really don't want to give up the medallion.  He broke the medallion into five pieces and casted a spell on the medallion.  He said that time will come at the other side of the world, five chosen babies will be born with each piece of the medallion.  They will become the mighty warriors that will bring back the Kingdom of Azbara and will defeat Hogor and the Arramites.  Hogor became very mad and killed the king.  Hogor promised himself that he will find the chosen ones, kill them and he will get the pieces of medallion  and put them back together to be the most powerful  creature in their world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TO BE CONTINUED...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/923611056871637228-6126198828624269275?l=eurekasocorro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eurekasocorro.blogspot.com/feeds/6126198828624269275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=923611056871637228&amp;postID=6126198828624269275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/923611056871637228/posts/default/6126198828624269275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/923611056871637228/posts/default/6126198828624269275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eurekasocorro.blogspot.com/2007/11/story-of-chronicles-of-alchemia.html' title='The Story Of The Chronicles of Alchemia'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14035442261860000180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923611056871637228.post-6658284239016779897</id><published>2007-11-18T03:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T07:36:23.268-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introduction'/><title type='text'>Meaningful Greetings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blogger's Note:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;"What can you say about what my child, Eureka Socorro, has written now as a training for her?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Eureka Socorro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Greetings to all of you visitors and welcome.  When I was just a little child, I always dream that someday I can see a different world - a world full of magical creatures and a world  different from the world I know;  a world with magical kingdoms, mystical dragons and a whole lot more that I know is impossible in the real world and can only be seen in a writer's  imagination.  But although it is impossible to happen in the real world, I believe that every person can make their own world of fantasy. It is not a world that is full of mythical creatures but a world that you can say your dream world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Many stories about magical creatures always start with a dramatic scene and always end with a happy ending.  That's what I want to happen.  If today I am just like a pauper, time will come that I will become a princess at the end.  You see, life is like a fairytale.   So if we want to have a happy ending, we strive hard and create our own magic.  It is not a magic that needs a magic wand and a magic spell but a magic that can be found deep within our heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/923611056871637228-6658284239016779897?l=eurekasocorro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eurekasocorro.blogspot.com/feeds/6658284239016779897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=923611056871637228&amp;postID=6658284239016779897' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/923611056871637228/posts/default/6658284239016779897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/923611056871637228/posts/default/6658284239016779897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eurekasocorro.blogspot.com/2007/11/meaningful-greeting.html' title='Meaningful Greetings'/><author><name>Zen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14035442261860000180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
