Book 1 - Chapter 19 - Awake or Asleep?

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.

Book 1 - Chapter 18 - The Plan

November 7th 1,000

 Night had fallen over the prison cell an hour earlier. At the same time Mila had been returned from her tenth round of  'questions' as the soldiers called it. Orange sat beside her. In the dim light of the few candles his face  betrayed the feelings. His eyes were turned down, lips pressed together.
"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.

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.

Book 1 - Chapter 17 - Scouts

1000 November 5th

~Near New Kintin~

"Here it is! The river. Now if our sources are right there should be a camp around here with the big folk in it,"
Tink said. Mila shrugged her aching shoulders. They had been walking for so long... forever it felt like. Wisp had his sword drawn, just in case. Mila sighed.
"Are we hoping to find it today?"
she asked. Tink chuckled.

Book 1 - Chapter 16 - The Rumors

1000 November 2nd 

~Glittervale~

Mila wriggled in her seat. The candles on the table gluttered an instant then returned strong as ever. She looked from Tink to Los to Wisp. The last being the most annoying and cumbersome. Ever since he had joined the party she had been unable to get a moment alone. Not even to go to the bathroom.

Book 1 - Chapter 15 - Stalker

Year 1000 October 30th 

~Somewhere in Ponia~

Wisp stretched, his legs tingled with chill air blowing hard through his thin cloth pants. The entire world seemed to have been taken over by cold winds. He turned his eyes from the sky to the group below.
They were a scouting company, he had learned, and his goal stood out in the group with her black hair. All the others had either red or light brown locks. The horses followed the group in a meandering way, stooping to eat grass whenever they could. The lady who he followed  hadn't noticed Wisp yet, atop the cliff.

Book 1 - Chapter 12 - Uncertain

ALERT:  I'm experimenting in POVs. I look at this blog as a place to experiment so... this post will be in third person limited Mila POV. If that confuses you, I AM sorry but I'm a fledgling writer and have yet to find out what POV I'm most comfortable with.

23 September 1000

~ Abandoned Building~

  It was the third night since that man had shaken Mila's entire world. Each night since she had sat, wherever she was, and thought. Never did the subject of her anxiety change. Her chest heaved as her heart pounded thinking again on what Wisp had said. Nobody dared disturb the young woman. She fingered her hair, it was growing out again, almost long enough to push into an elegant bun.  In a few weeks it would be possible to look the part of heir. Mila sighed, craning her neck to look higher, up to the stars, through the window.

Book 1 - Letters

ALERT: Whenever I have time I will put in pictures. I want to update this blog a lot more but taking pictures- I just don't have time for all of it. So I've decided to just write the chapters and then take the pictures at a later date. It won't look quite as good, I know, but it's better than no updates! Without further detaining you, the story.

TO: Captain TINK - Scout Team #1
FROM: COMMANDER LOS


DATED:  13 SEP 1000


Tink, how is Mila holding up? I just delivered the last of the cargo to our safe place yesterday. The village was attacked. Our people defended it bravely but I was forced to retreat. Please move on to the sabotage stage of the Grand Plan.


The girl doesn't know the reason we're giving them a safe house so don't worry. She'll find out within the week, though. She's smart even if she doesn't talk like it. I'm going to move everyone farther inland next month just to be on the safe side. When I do this you and your team will be second in command. Tell Mila I'm caring for her people.


Make sure Mila stays safe. Without her there is no way we can continue our mission. Be careful what you say around her. She is a cannon waiting to be lit by any small spark. We must wait until just the right time to light it.


I'll see you as soon as I can. Keep the Grand Plan in mind when doing anything and everything!


Los

Book 1 - Chapter 8 - Feverish

May 10, 1000

 

Hot. For days I had been too hot for words. Writhing under a single light blanket, sweating so much my body seemed to run out of water entirely.