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Before / After Novel Adaptation
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Original Novel Prose (Source Manuscript)
Joseph, Brock, Violeta and Nayb gathered in a closed room at Solaris. The map of the Valley of the Wind lay open on the table. · “The order is clear,” Joseph said. “Capture Jonas Dorp. Alive, if possible. And locate any connection to the rebels’ base.” · Brock crossed his arms. · “He was holding peaceful protests. Now he’s an official traitor.” · “The government decided,” Joseph answered, without emotion. “We carry it out.” · Nayb studied the map in silence. The doubt was already there, but it still had no name. · The pursuit began at dusk. · Jonas Dorp was hiding in the Valley of the Wind, among destroyed houses and streets the kingdom had forgotten. Nayb advanced alone through the western area, step by step, until he saw him: a silhouette taking cover inside an abandoned house in ruins. · He approached stealthily. · The moment he was about to enter, the ground darkened. · BOOM. · A darkness attack exploded in front of him. Nayb barely dodged. From the dust and shadow, three figures emerged. · Zakrom. · Eliana. · And a third man, cold-faced — Lysander. · Nayb brushed the dust from his shoulder and smiled slightly. · “You people are persistent…” · He raised two fingers to his mouth and whistled hard. · “Fiiiiiu. Fiiiiiu.” · Seconds later, Brock and Violeta burst in from the side of the street, auras ready. · Eliana stepped forward, her voice firm: · “We want nothing to do with you. · Jonas Dorp comes with us.” · Jonas, still leaning against the wall of the ruined house, looked at both sides. At the Solaris soldiers. At the rebels. Then he nodded. · “Of course I’m going.” · He walked toward them without running. Lysander raised his hand and opened a black circle in the air. · “Tele Shadow!” · The portal swallowed the four of them. In less than a second, the street was empty again. · Brock slammed his fist into a broken wall. · “They got away. We lost two missions at once.” · Violeta stayed calm. · “Easy. They won’t stay hidden forever.” · Nayb was still looking at the spot where the portal had closed. His voice came out low: · “Is Jonas Dorp really connected to the rebels… · or do they have something else in mind?” · No one answered.
Joseph, Brock, Violeta and Nayb gathered in a closed room at Solaris. The map of the Valley of the Wind lay open on the table.
“The order is clear,” Joseph said. “Capture Jonas Dorp. Alive, if possible. And locate any connection to the rebels’ base.”
Brock crossed his arms.
“He was holding peaceful protests. Now he’s an official traitor.”
“The government decided,” Joseph answered, without emotion. “We carry it out.”
Nayb studied the map in silence. The doubt was already there, but it still had no name.
The pursuit began at dusk.
Jonas Dorp was hiding in the Valley of the Wind, among destroyed houses and streets the kingdom had forgotten. Nayb advanced alone through the western area, step by step, until he saw him: a silhouette taking cover inside an abandoned house in ruins.
He approached stealthily.
The moment he was about to enter, the ground darkened.
BOOM.
A darkness attack exploded in front of him. Nayb barely dodged. From the dust and shadow, three figures emerged.
Zakrom.
Eliana.
And a third man, cold-faced — Lysander.
Nayb brushed the dust from his shoulder and smiled slightly.
“You people are persistent…”
He raised two fingers to his mouth and whistled hard.
“Fiiiiiu. Fiiiiiu.”
Seconds later, Brock and Violeta burst in from the side of the street, auras ready.
Eliana stepped forward, her voice firm:
“We want nothing to do with you.
Jonas Dorp comes with us.”
Jonas, still leaning against the wall of the ruined house, looked at both sides. At the Solaris soldiers. At the rebels. Then he nodded.
“Of course I’m going.”
He walked toward them without running. Lysander raised his hand and opened a black circle in the air.
“Tele Shadow!”
The portal swallowed the four of them. In less than a second, the street was empty again.
Brock slammed his fist into a broken wall.
“They got away. We lost two missions at once.”
Violeta stayed calm.
“Easy. They won’t stay hidden forever.”
Nayb was still looking at the spot where the portal had closed. His voice came out low:
“Is Jonas Dorp really connected to the rebels…
or do they have something else in mind?”
No one answered.
Joseph, Brock, Violeta and Nayb gathered in a closed room at Solaris. The map of the Valley of the Wind lay open on the table. · “The order is clear,” Joseph said. “Capture Jonas Dorp. Alive, if possible. And locate any connection to the rebels’ base.” · Brock crossed his arms. · “He was holding peaceful protests. Now he’s an official traitor.” · “The government decided,” Joseph answered, without emotion. “We carry it out.” · Nayb studied the map in silence. The doubt was already there, but it still had no name. · The pursuit began at dusk. · Jonas Dorp was hiding in the Valley of the Wind, among destroyed houses and streets the kingdom had forgotten. Nayb advanced alone through the western area, step by step, until he saw him: a silhouette taking cover inside an abandoned house in ruins. · He approached stealthily. · The moment he was about to enter, the ground darkened. · BOOM. · A darkness attack exploded in front of him. Nayb barely dodged. From the dust and shadow, three figures emerged. · Zakrom. · Eliana. · And a third man, cold-faced — Lysander. · Nayb brushed the dust from his shoulder and smiled slightly. · “You people are persistent…” · He raised two fingers to his mouth and whistled hard. · “Fiiiiiu. Fiiiiiu.” · Seconds later, Brock and Violeta burst in from the side of the street, auras ready. · Eliana stepped forward, her voice firm: · “We want nothing to do with you. · Jonas Dorp comes with us.” · Jonas, still leaning against the wall of the ruined house, looked at both sides. At the Solaris soldiers. At the rebels. Then he nodded. · “Of course I’m going.” · He walked toward them without running. Lysander raised his hand and opened a black circle in the air. · “Tele Shadow!” · The portal swallowed the four of them. In less than a second, the street was empty again. · Brock slammed his fist into a broken wall. · “They got away. We lost two missions at once.” · Violeta stayed calm. · “Easy. They won’t stay hidden forever.” · Nayb was still looking at the spot where the portal had closed. His voice came out low: · “Is Jonas Dorp really connected to the rebels… · or do they have something else in mind?” · No one answered.
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