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    • War is my teacher (Prologue

      2 years ago

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      (I) Prologue The mountain was unforgiving. Its cold breaths stripped away any warmth the expedition might have hoped for. The fate of the dogs had been known from the beginning which is why they chose breeds with thick fur. Ester could feel the chill right down to her spine. Her head wrap was not efficient enough to trap every honeyed strand of her hair. Without even glancing back, Weste assured her they were reaching their destination. She looked down at the arrow head in her hand; it was unaffected by the wind and snow. Beyond she could see only white and edges of shapes which she knew to be her companions. Her sister Nira was at the head of the group striding as much as one could in such conditions. Hecifer's Cry was not the place she wished to be but it was a necessary endeavour. She dare not return home without results. Ester could not hear any sound as they trod onwards save for the crunching of snow and the clanging of swords against shields. Ivette seemed to have her weapon primed at all times. She did not understand where Ivette got all her strength from; four decades of military hardship, most likely. Ester thought back to all the choices that had led her thus far. She thought of the crooked knife, the look in his eyes as the light faded, the weighty feel of real gold in her hands for once. Thinking back on that mistake made her grimace. Nira gave the signal to stop. They all crouched. The winds howled then slowed. Ester's vision cleared enough for her to see what looked like a hole in the mountain. Nira turned to look back at the group. The scar across her cheek still visible even in those blurry conditions. She gave a nod for the group to proceed. Now was the time, there would never be a better one. I'll cut her slighted tongue for what she did to my goat Ester thought, her teeth managing to grind. Weste drew his daggers, his blades glinted sunlight. The group moved closer to the hole in the mountain. Nira readied her bow. Ester had brought only the arrowhead as a weapon; its lime-green colouring had caught her eye in the mud of her homestead, not far from where she had found her goat drained of all blood. The moment that Ester entered the hole, which led to a dark cave, she felt an altogether different chill. Her mouth became dry and she felt dizzied. She felt as if she had entered the jaws of a terrible beast. The cave was small and their assailant was sitting calmly by an emerald fire. She sat watching the flames dance and smiled whenever a spark leapt out and singed her black dreadlocks. Ester grimaced again. Weste's brace of his bow was met by a smirk. The light in the cave dimmed as Ester's vision became murky. For a brief moment she thought the smirking woman had a third eye in the centre of her forehead. The woman stood. 'I don't know how effective you'll find that toy you're holding' she said, motioning to Weste's bow. The room became dimmer still. Ivette, with her arm outstretched, pointed her sword at the woman. 'Jaya, I am arresting you in the name of King Ryland!' she said in a raised voice. Jaya smirked again and looked away as if someone had insulted her half-heartedly. Her eyes were now fixed on Nira. Jaya waved a hand and Nira's head wrap unravelled itself. Nira's long, flowing blond hair tumbled down just below her shoulders. 'My dear, you have such lovely locks, perhaps you're the glowing maiden I've been searching for?' Jaya said, tilting her head slightly; her eyes ran across Nira's athletic stature. Nira spat at the sound of the word 'maiden'. 'Hey, what about my goat, he's got no blood left in 'im' Ester said, her jaw was clenching uncontrollably. 'That goat was birthed by my father's most healthy sheep', she continued 'It contracted a disease, if I hadn't killed it then it would have suffered a worse end, bleeding it dry was a rare opportunity to acquire something to...examine,' Jaya said, shrugging. She pouted her lips 'if I had known he was so dear to you-'. Ester suddenly lunged at Jaya with the arrowhead. Clumsily slashing at her enemy. Jaya moved around the strikes like a leaf in the wind. Ester's vision began to blur again she saw Jaya's third eye clearly this time. As Jaya moved the third eye foretold her next step, twitching and flashing. Ester's final strike was true yet it only grazed Jaya. Suddenly the emerald flames extinguished and the cave was black as night. 'Never been wounded before?' Ivette asked in a low voice. 'I expect, with all that hokum, you've forgotten the comforts of pain,' she said, letting out a slight chuckle. 'Pain is no friend of mine, little soldier,' Jaya said, her voice echoed around the cave from an unknown place. 'Curious how an ordinary farmer would come across such a rare artefact, do you even know what you hold in your possession, dear girl?' Ester remained silent. She was desperately scanning the cave for sight of Jaya's third eye. 'Nira, south-raven!' Ester shouted. Nira turned like a viper uncoiling to strike. The emerald light returned and Nira was grappling Jaya. Regardless of her capture a smirk still remained on Jaya's face. Ester began staring at the witch. She thought of the goat her father had given her, only days before his passing. Jaya was now staring back, she kept looking at Ester and then at the arrow head in her hand. What experiments could she do with diseased blood? Ester thought. She grimaced again, she's the reason witches aren't trusted. 'Captain, what are we to do with her?' Weste asked Ivette. The captain stood for a moment. She studied the emerald fire. The light shimmered off her green eyes as her mind whirred with ideas and devices. At first she drew her sword but this was met with a derisive laugh from Jaya. 'You won't be the first to try', Jaya said. Won't be the last Ester thought. Ivette stood with her back to Ester, she seemed to be staring at the gash on the witch's arm. Ester saw the blood trickling down Jaya's dark skin. She looked down at the arrow head, blood dripped from its edge. Her eyes widened and she dropped the arrow head. Ester looked up at the scene, blinking. 'Captain, I do hate t

  • Comments (4)

    • Mike FIRST Member Star(s) Indication of membership status - One star is a FIRST member, two stars is Double Gold Feed Me Memes

      3 years ago

      I made the website, that's why.

      • AppCrash95

        3 years ago

        I'm just joshin' ya mike!....seriously though I killed fluttershy

        Post edited 7/29/13 3:57AM

      • Mike FIRST Member Star(s) Indication of membership status - One star is a FIRST member, two stars is Double Gold Feed Me Memes

        3 years ago

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      • AppCrash95

        3 years ago

        then unmake that part or I'll kidnap fluttershy and do unspeakable things to her!

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