She talks some more. Her voice bounces of the walls of the tent.
"Anyway, these people made a deal to go on adventures together. But that snotty prince, broke the deal and left the poor, angelic princess isolated on a island. And when she got off the island. Her beloved prince charming was dead."
I could tell the rest of the story from her looks. She then turned into a cold blood huntress.
Ash had a look of jadedness in his eyes.
"And so my dear chief, the deal I want to make you is a promise ceremony. You will be promised to me. And I will help you rule the jew----- tribe." She said confidently.
At first, I thought he would take the offer. But then, he said the most magical word ever.
"No."
"Excuse me."
"No."
"But chiefy, sweetheart think of all the things we could do together. And you need some one to help you rule the tribe."
"And I will, but it won't be you."
"But---"
"But nothing." he says. She opens her mouth again to speak. And then he says.
" I already told you NO! Do I have to spell it out for you, N-O!"
Her expression falters.
"Look, I have some one I have feelings for already."
A smile crosses her face. She looks like she's about to gloat. She clearly thinks it's her.
"But it will never ever be you."
Her face darkens, she is beaten. This is hilarious, I think.
"Very well, but if you change your mind, my offer still stands."
She bates her eye lashes to make him change his mind. They cover her luminous jade eyes like a winter coat. But Ash still hasn't changed his mind. He looks at her and shakes his head. And that is the first time I look at her chest. She wears a golden pin with a butterfly and a dragonfly on it. What was strange though was that the butterfly was far more bigger than the dragonfly. She sees me looking at the pin. She smiles. She's the large, magnificent butterfly. And her smile also tells me that I know who the dragonfly is.
It's me.
I'm the dragonfly. Tiny in comparison.
"Well just to show a token of my appreciation." she said and leaned in.
She actually leaned in. To do the most unforgettable thing of all time.
She was going to kiss him.
Lucky for me Ash dodges her lips. But her lips still graze his cheek. She looks at me as she does. My face feels warm. She's succeeded in making me jealous.
"I hope you tell her your feelings soon, because she's not going to be here soon. Bye now." she said sweetly.
As she leaves, I hear a voice. It's sounds like metal clashing together.
You really need to work on your snooping sweetheart. And good luck finding them. Good luck keeping him too. You now one of these days your going to wake up and he's not going to be there.
It's Sirena's voice alright. But her lips aren't moving. She's using telepathy.
And beware your 18th birthday, because at the stroke of 12 you'll no longer dwell on this world. And you're right. I'm a witch.
And she disappeared. Leaving me to ponder her threatening words.
Quotes
You seek my redemption, a fool's errand.
Then I must be the most foolish of them all because I won't stop looking, not now, not ever.
I reach because I know with effort it can be reached, that even the tallest trees must come to an end. To accept life as it is, that is simply ridiculous, because you know it can and will be more if you nuture it. That is what your redemption is, a tiny seed in need of nourishment. I will provide it, even if it kills me, you will not stop me, nothing will.
Tuesday, July 23, 2013
Sunday, July 21, 2013
The Fairy Queen........
When I wake up a strange woman is bent over next to me. Sonya is across from me soaking a wet rag on my head. Well this is awkward, I think. Last year when Sonya had come to West Ville, she had fainted. Well the feeling is mutual.
"Emilia, Emilia." Sonya's soothing voice was calling to me.
" Sonya, Sonya be quiet," I say back.
She giggles. And barely a smile crosses the woman's face. This woman is, Amya, the queen.
She wears a silky sky blue dress with tiny designs on it. Her hair was the color of an espresso. It is tied up in a bun. She carries with her, a staff with all sorts of jewels on it.
"Who is this? Aria, I told you no more strangers at the castle." she says pointing her staff from me to Aria.
"But mom. these aren't strangers, these are the princesses. And besides, they think that we are murders."
Mom? But that would make Aria the princess. Amya's face goes crazy when Aria says the princesses.
" The Princesses? The Princesses! Well you are obviously not strangers. I'm so sorry your highness's. If there is anything the fairies can do for you, you just let me know."
"It's Emilia and thank you very much. And this is the youngest princess Sonya." I say introducing me and Sonya.
Amya bows.
"There's really need to do that." I say.
She nods.
"Aria said you were here because you think we are murderers." Amya said.
"Yes, Purifi, our seer, has told us that you killed her mother."I said.
Amya shook her head sadly.
"We didn't kill Haleakala, because Purifi did." she said.
My mouth dropped.
"What!" I said.
"It was 10 years ago. Haleakala was getting a high praise from the royal family. Purifi wanted it all. The praise, the glory. She stabbed her in the back. We fairies got there too late. We tried to save her. We did everything in our power. But it wasn't enough. She died that night."
Tears began to stream down Amya's face.
"Her last words were to Purifi, she said," I hope you got what you wanted."
I could picture the moment perfectly as if I was there. I was reading Amya's thoughts. I saw Purifi grin at her mother's final words.
I shivered with disgust. How could Purifi be so vain. It made me sick to watch it. And I trusted her. We all did. And now she's going to back stab us just like her mother.
Her own mother.
Tears began to fill my eyes. I couldn't stay here. Not with this information clouding my judgement.
I ran out of the room. I didn't care when I heard Sonya shouting. I didn't care that I was in a small silky nightgown and a brown fleece sweater. Nothing mattered. My whole world was in ruins. I kept on running. And then I pressed my face into the tree. Sobbing until my heart couldn't take it anymore. And then I heard the voices. I looked and saw 3 boys. I walked over to see what was going on.
" Get lost Keltin." said one of the boys and shoved the boy named Keltin.
The boy who shoved Keltin had blond hair. And then I looked at Keltin. Keltin looked about 17. My age. He had short brown hair that had a point to it. I couldn't tell what color his eyes were. He was very handsome.
"Leave me alone Josh." Keltin said walking away.
But Josh caught him by the arm and dragged him back.
" Hey, where are you going?" asked Josh.
"Some where far away from you." Keltin said.
" Josh, his name isn't Keltin Vermillion. No, it's Verminllon. Get it. 'Cuz he's vermin." Josh's friend said.
He was definitely not the brightest fairy of all. But he and his buddy were laughing their heads off.
"Leave him alone!" I said.
"And who's going to make me, a pipsqueak nobody like you?" Josh said.
"Who are you calling a pipsqueak, Tinkerbell." I said.
His friend started to laugh. His face was crimson. And there was no way. No way. He was going to be made fun of by a pipsqueak like me. His face was back to normal.
"Who are you anyway?" He said, poking my chest.
" I thought you'd never ask." I said.
And I began to change. Or at least my hair my hair and clothes did. I began to look like Princess Emilia. I was now wearing a light green dress. My hair was down. It had a sparkling tiara in it.
"I am Princess Emilia of Malvania." I said, hands at my side.
"Your highness." they said and bowed and ran.
"I really didn't need you to stand up for me, your highness." Keltin said, embarrassingly.
"Mm hm," I said sarcastically.
I had finished changing back by now.
"I'm Emilia by the way, Emilia Vanquek." I held my hand out so he could shake it.
"Keltin, Keltin Vermillion." he said, shaking my hand.
I nodded.
"So do those guys always pick on you?" I asked.
"Pretty much all the time, because of the differences between us."
"What differences?"
" I'm human."
And then I knew......
"Emilia, Emilia." Sonya's soothing voice was calling to me.
" Sonya, Sonya be quiet," I say back.
She giggles. And barely a smile crosses the woman's face. This woman is, Amya, the queen.
She wears a silky sky blue dress with tiny designs on it. Her hair was the color of an espresso. It is tied up in a bun. She carries with her, a staff with all sorts of jewels on it.
"Who is this? Aria, I told you no more strangers at the castle." she says pointing her staff from me to Aria.
"But mom. these aren't strangers, these are the princesses. And besides, they think that we are murders."
Mom? But that would make Aria the princess. Amya's face goes crazy when Aria says the princesses.
" The Princesses? The Princesses! Well you are obviously not strangers. I'm so sorry your highness's. If there is anything the fairies can do for you, you just let me know."
"It's Emilia and thank you very much. And this is the youngest princess Sonya." I say introducing me and Sonya.
Amya bows.
"There's really need to do that." I say.
She nods.
"Aria said you were here because you think we are murderers." Amya said.
"Yes, Purifi, our seer, has told us that you killed her mother."I said.
Amya shook her head sadly.
"We didn't kill Haleakala, because Purifi did." she said.
My mouth dropped.
"What!" I said.
"It was 10 years ago. Haleakala was getting a high praise from the royal family. Purifi wanted it all. The praise, the glory. She stabbed her in the back. We fairies got there too late. We tried to save her. We did everything in our power. But it wasn't enough. She died that night."
Tears began to stream down Amya's face.
"Her last words were to Purifi, she said," I hope you got what you wanted."
I could picture the moment perfectly as if I was there. I was reading Amya's thoughts. I saw Purifi grin at her mother's final words.
I shivered with disgust. How could Purifi be so vain. It made me sick to watch it. And I trusted her. We all did. And now she's going to back stab us just like her mother.
Her own mother.
Tears began to fill my eyes. I couldn't stay here. Not with this information clouding my judgement.
I ran out of the room. I didn't care when I heard Sonya shouting. I didn't care that I was in a small silky nightgown and a brown fleece sweater. Nothing mattered. My whole world was in ruins. I kept on running. And then I pressed my face into the tree. Sobbing until my heart couldn't take it anymore. And then I heard the voices. I looked and saw 3 boys. I walked over to see what was going on.
" Get lost Keltin." said one of the boys and shoved the boy named Keltin.
The boy who shoved Keltin had blond hair. And then I looked at Keltin. Keltin looked about 17. My age. He had short brown hair that had a point to it. I couldn't tell what color his eyes were. He was very handsome.
"Leave me alone Josh." Keltin said walking away.
But Josh caught him by the arm and dragged him back.
" Hey, where are you going?" asked Josh.
"Some where far away from you." Keltin said.
" Josh, his name isn't Keltin Vermillion. No, it's Verminllon. Get it. 'Cuz he's vermin." Josh's friend said.
He was definitely not the brightest fairy of all. But he and his buddy were laughing their heads off.
"Leave him alone!" I said.
"And who's going to make me, a pipsqueak nobody like you?" Josh said.
"Who are you calling a pipsqueak, Tinkerbell." I said.
His friend started to laugh. His face was crimson. And there was no way. No way. He was going to be made fun of by a pipsqueak like me. His face was back to normal.
"Who are you anyway?" He said, poking my chest.
" I thought you'd never ask." I said.
And I began to change. Or at least my hair my hair and clothes did. I began to look like Princess Emilia. I was now wearing a light green dress. My hair was down. It had a sparkling tiara in it.
"I am Princess Emilia of Malvania." I said, hands at my side.
"Your highness." they said and bowed and ran.
"I really didn't need you to stand up for me, your highness." Keltin said, embarrassingly.
"Mm hm," I said sarcastically.
I had finished changing back by now.
"I'm Emilia by the way, Emilia Vanquek." I held my hand out so he could shake it.
"Keltin, Keltin Vermillion." he said, shaking my hand.
I nodded.
"So do those guys always pick on you?" I asked.
"Pretty much all the time, because of the differences between us."
"What differences?"
" I'm human."
And then I knew......
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