As some of you may remember, last year I tried converting The Unknown Turaga into an epic. I think it went okay, but I simply lost interest in it. Now I plan to try it again, but this time, I'll start the story further back... about 1,300 years, to be exact.

I plan to release it when I release LIGHT, at the start of 2008. By some amazing coincidence, the epic will start with LIGHT. I've already finished the first chapter, and I'm working on the second at the moment. Here's a preview of the first chapter of The Dlakii Chronicles.

CHAPTER 1: DUSK GUARD

300 years before the Great Cataclysm

Midnight. Six small figures slowly crept down an icy mountainside. Unerringly, they traversed the crumbly rock. At a cliff edge, they halted at the signal of a green-hued Matoran in the lead.

“Is this it?” inquired the rear Matoran, clad in red armour, a hint of impatience creeping into his loud voice.

“Yup,” replied the leader, never looking back. “If Makuta’s information is correct - -”

“Which it is!” a brown Matoran indignantly interjected.

“…then there is a nest of Nui-Jaga down on that monument. Think you can hit’em from here, Dlakii?” the leader continued, turning to address a pearl-white Matoran.

Dlakii, the Ko-Matoran, paused before slowly answering “I’ll try.”

Dlakii strode to the edge of the cliff, pulled out a weathered bow and strung it. He placed an arrow into the bow, as he had countless times before. As he pulled back the string, a black-armoured Matoran cautioned him, “Remember, Dlakii, you don’t need to actually hit them. You just need to scare them out of their nest.”

Aiming the bow, Dlakii impatiently told him in a cold, quiet voice, “No need to rush me, Harkha.” He pulled the string back, sweat beading from his Kanohi Kakama. Confident he had one targeted, Dlakii let the arrow fly.

What happens next, you may ask? You'll have to wait until January 2008!

Dlakii