November 7th 1,000
Night lay heavy on the land. Tink sighed, her arms already aching. She clung to Mila's shoulders, trying to keep her from hitting the stone floor. Aza held her legs.
"There's no way this is going to work,"
Dill whispered. He peeked around the sharp corner of the long hall.
"There are three guards ahead of us and who knows how many more to come. We only have two weapons between us all."
Mari glared at him. In her open palm was a small puddle of water.
"Four."
Wisp crouched beside Tink. The stones felt cold to his unshod feet.
"What are we going to do now? There could be hundreds of soldiers once we get outside, if we get that far."
She glanced at him. Her eyes full. Lashes wet.
"We have to try,"
she murmured.
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Monday, December 12, 2011
Saturday, December 10, 2011
Book 1 - Chapter 18 - The Plan
November 7th 1,000
"She's real bad off,"
he said. The others looked down on the them both. Wisp winced. It felt so final, now that it was said aloud. Somehow worse than he thinking it to himself.
Monday, October 17, 2011
Book 1 - Chapter 18 - Captured
1000 November 5th
~Near New Kintin~
"Come on, I ain't got all day,"
Mila's captor yelled. She hung her head, watching from under her lashes to see how Tink and Wisp fared. Tink walked along as she did, slow without a fight or word. Wisp was flinging his arms out, biting, kicking and trying to run the opposite direction their captors were leading.
"We need some of those flowers in the first hall!"
shouted the blue coated man. Mila bit her lip. The flowers... she had seen them used once in her entire life. That had been when she was small. It was horrible. When the flowers were crushed they let out a sick-sweet scent that caused a man to lose his senses. In a word: insane. It induced insanity. The type of it though also halted all resistance.
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