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you should post thiss stuff in the Your Writing folder.That's a great beginnning, you;ll have to post the rest of it.
Yeah I've entered this in a contest. I'm excited to see what'll happen.
Here's some more!This is like one of those science fiction movies. Where some poor soul happens to be in the wrong place at the wrong time and gets sent halfway across the universe. I tried to make myself laugh at my own lame joke. I closed the watch and slowed my gasping breaths. Okay thinking outside of the box. . . what could have happened to me and where am I? Think rationally. I could have stumbled on some pretty weird people who liked to live and dress old fashioned. Yea, right. All I had to do to kill that idea was look at the flashing trees. It was pretty obvious that where ever I was I wasn't in any place that anyone had heard of before.
I rested there for a long time. The device rested on the grass beside me untouched. It was as if somewhere someone wanted to make sure that I was totally freaked. As the stars appeared in the sky I grew more scared than I ever could had ever imagined.
I stared at the stars for a long time before it all computed. The stars above me weren't earth's stars. I couldn't identify any constellations. I stumbled backwards and nearly tripped. I only had been joking when I had said that I wasn't on earth. I grasped that flashing tree and stared at the stars, frozen. Slowly I slid to the ground and tried to calm myself. It was a long time before I could force myself to move. Finally my frozen body stretched and moved and moved I couldn't stop moving!
I stood up and started to pace. This was ridiculous! Even if it were possible that it was possible, which it wasn't, how could it have happened? I closed my eyes, but it had happened, I wasn't on earth. I would know, ever since my parents death I had buried my self into my studies. The stars had been part of what I had used to bury myself. There was no doubt. My sister hadn't helped much either. I hadn't even known I had a sister until my parents death. She wouldn't talk about them and letting me live in her house was as far as she went into the sisterly kindness thing. In a matter of months I had learned more than I had in my whole school life. My mind grew frantic for other answers. Was I still asleep in the mist? Had my slip on the hill been more harmful than I had thought?
I pinched myself hard. I clenched my teeth and felt all the pain. Blood started welling up where I had pinched myself. I was awake and this was real, so very real. I picked up the watch again and opened it. This time I inspected the bottom of the device. It looked like pure crystal. It was so shiny that I could see myself in it. A girl with brown hair pulled back into a pony tail, and relatively pale skin peered up at me. I closed the watch and examined the outside. The watch was silver-gray and etched into it was a text. It wasn't anything like any writing I'd ever seen. It spiraled around the watch and ended at the very center. At the very center there was a symbol. A diamond shape with an empty circle at it's very center. I turned over the watch and examined the other side. It had more text but it said something different. It spiraled the very same way and at it's center was another symbol. A black sun. I turned the watch over again and examined the other side closer. I traced over the text going round and round until I touched the symbol.
There was a burst of light and I felt something sear through my shoulder. I gasped with pain and clutched my shoulder. I dropped the watch and stumbled away from it. After a few minutes the pain subsided. I raised the sleeve of my shirt and examined my shoulder. The diamond symbol was there, shining silvery on my shoulder. It shimmered for a moment and then the light disappeared. I rubbed where it had been. I could still feel it on my shoulder. Other than that it was all but invisible unless I set my arm at a certain angle into the light. Even then it only showed as small silvery lines. I pulled the sleeve down again covering the symbol. I was shaking hard. "How did this get here?" then I remembered the hooded man and the riders chasing him. The man had tripped and . . .The riders must have been after this when they were chasing that man. He must have seen me and decided giving it to a complete stranger was better than letting them have it. His trip was just an act to hide the device. When he gave me that look he was trying to tell me where it was. "What could be so important about this that he'd rather give it to a complete stranger than let them have it?" I stared at the device as if looking at it would unveil it's secrets. I touched my shoulder "What did it do to me?"
"So many questions little one. But will you be brave enough to go looking for them? ehhh. . ." I whirled around and faced the old shack I had almost entered. There on the top step leading to the shack was an old woman. She cackled a cackle that made my skin crawl. She was a short old woman and that wasn't improved by the fact that she hunched over. She only had straggles and strands of white hair left on her head. She leaned on a twisted cane, but out of all this the most striking thing about her was that she was blind. Her eyes were pure white and she stared into the distance blankly. She cackled again and then spoke, "To find what you want you must. . .follow the yellow brick road!" no, no that's not what she said though right about then I certainly felt like Dorothy. What she really said was, "To find what you want you must first give others what you need. . .and maybe give up some of your own treasures." the woman grinned a gaping smile and then cackled one last time before shimmering and then disappearing. Then everything else around me did the same.
The landscape around me blurred and ran like a painting that had had too much paint used on it. I
closed my eyes tasting bile in my throat. When I opened my eyes again I stood in the middle of a dirt road. I looked around and saw nothing on the road for miles. I stumbled over to a patch of grass and emptied my stomach on it. On the ground I closed my eyes and rocked back and forth, my arms wrapped around my legs. I rested my head on my knees. "I just. . . want. . . to go home. . ." I moaned.
"Well your not going to go anywhere by just sitting there and moaning." said a voice. For the second time that day I jumped and whirled around. There was a man behind me. He held a bow in his hand and strapped to his belt was a dagger. He eyed me warily. "Well go on. You're not getting anywhere just sitting there." I sat there and stared at him. He glared at me, "GET OFF MY LAND, WOMAN!" He bellowed. I was up and running as fast as I could. I heard him continue bellowing behind me, "AND DON'T YOU DARE COME BACK!" Long after he was out of sight I ran. I ran and ran until I started trotting and then I trotted until I walked, and I walked until I dragged my feet along and then I stopped. Many hours had passed and I still hadn't seen any sign of civilization. I sat down by the side of the road. I rested my aching limbs for a few minutes.
Then they appeared. Out of nowhere a group of men appeared. I was surrounded by at least twelve men. I stood up and backed away. . .and ran into a tree. My heart was beating like a drum, my stomach was a twisted knot and I had froze. From somewhere inside the group I heard a chuckle. One of them stepped forward in front of me. The leader "Now, now what have we here?" he said, his voice soft and playful. "Well boys I think we've got a strange one here. . ." He looked me up and down. "But she ain't too shabby is she?"
"Leave me alone!" I yelled. An image flashed through my mind. At my school we had had a defense teacher come to our school and he had told us that whenever you felt threatened in a bad situation you should always yell, it would scare the attacker and give you a chance to run. It worked for a moment he looked stunned. I ran for all I was worth.
You can't indent paragraphs on this website. I've tried. But you can seperate the paragraphs. That makes it easier.
Here's some more! :)P.S. I rewrote some of this so it's starts after the line. My heart was beating like a drum, my stomach was a twisted knot and I had froze.
The men wore ragged clothing and all held weapons. "What's in the bag?" one of them asked. I realized they meant my school bag. The one that I had put the device in. For some reason I didn't think it was a good idea to give up that device. I ran. I went farther up the road running for my life. Then I tripped. One of them was about to pounce on top of me when a stone planted itself in his forehead, his eyes rolled back into his head and he collapsed. The others stared at something behind me then charged. I ducked down and covered my head but they all ran past me. I looked then, there was a man behind me. He had black hair down to about his ears, he was tall and well muscled and held a very long thick sword in one of his hands. Right now he was fighting the other men, the ones who had been about to rob me. Swords clanged together as he beat them down. I spotted a man in a tree above him just about to drop a very large rock on my rescuers head. I ran at top speed and barreled into the tree. The man high above lost his balance and fell. He went unconscious the moment he hit the ground. I knelt beside him to check his injuries when he grabbed me and forced one of my arms behind my back. He held a knife to my throat. The other man had finished his battle with the others and angrily glared at the man holding me.
He whirled around and took the man down.There were only three left after a few minutes. They took one look around them and ran. The man walked over to me. He touched my arm "Are you okay?" he said his features softening from the battled raged look he had possessed a few minutes ago. "Yeah I'm okay. . ." my surrounding swirled and for a moment I thought that I was going through another landscape change again. Then I realized that it was just my body telling me it was time to rest. Gratefully, I let darkness take me.
Slowly I returned consciousness. I opened my eyes slowly and sat up. I was in a small tent like room. The cloth was made of something thick because it blocked out all of the sun-light except for a small hole at the top that let in a stream of light. I was on the ground, I was laying on a pile of the same fur like cloth that made the tent. On top of me was a thin woven blanket.
I felt my stomach lurch and I emptied the rest of the contents of my stomach onto the floor.
A woman entered the room. She had dark skin and long black hair that had been put up in a pony-tail and her arms were muscled. She glanced at the mess. Then she looked at the tray in her hands. "I don't suppose you're hungry." She put her hand to my forehead. "How's your stomach?"
I closed my eyes and said "It's settled, but I have a killer head-ache."
She eyed me giving me a strange look, and said, "Good enough for breakfast?" I nodded. She handed me the tray and sat down beside me. She smiled and spoke as I ate. "I'm Bellatrix. You can call me Trixy. What's your name?"
I froze. It seemed like an eternity since school had ended and I had seen my sister but I still remembered what my sister had said, how for some reason she didn't want anyone to know what my real name was. No one at school, no one in the town. The strange and a bit scary part was that I couldn't remember what the name I had given was anymore. It couldn't have been more than a day at the most but still there was a blank where that name was. I thought for a moment and remembered my mom and dad. My mom had always been there for me 100%. I always had something of her with me and I hoped where ever she was in the land of the those who had passed over she wouldn't mind me borrowing her name. Then I took the most precious part of her I had left, her name. "My name is Chaelene, Chaelene Harding you can call me Chae."
She froze for a moment the smile wiped off her face. I blinked and it was gone. The same motherly concern was on her face again but she seemed shaken. "Well Chae you're lucky you know. . . You could have been killed if Amnon hadn't found you. There are some really dangerous men out there."
I stopped and shivered. Slowly I finished chewing and swallowed "I know. I was so scared. I could hardly think."
She looked at me with a frown on her face an eyebrow raised "Why didn't you fight them? You just stood there like a stick."
I frowned and said slowly, "Don't know how to fight."
Her eyes went wide and her eyebrows arched down "What?!" she gasped and spoke again “Nothing? Not even how to punch?”
I shook my head slowly “No, nothing.”
She stood. "I. . .I think you should talk to Amnon. He can help you." She motioned for me to follow her. I stood up, leaving my empty tray on the floor an followed. Inside me I could feel a insane sense of foreboding. Obviously around here knowing how to fight was a BIG deal. Trixy opened the flap of the tent and for a moment I was blinded by the sunlight. Then my eyes were opened.
* * * *
Ugra sat calmly watching the secretary with his eagle eyes. The secretary shifted her eyes from wall to wall and then down to the floor and then she shifted in her chair. Then she lifted her hands and adjusted her papers making them all straight like she had only a minute ago. Ugra's name meant "All-powerful" and he certainly was. He had a confident air about him, one that said that if you crossed this man you wouldn't live long. He was an inspector and not just any inspector. He was the interdimensional inspector. The only power that was greater than his was the chairman and his council, the chairman who controlled anything and everything that went on in all the dimension known existing. He controlled every level of existence and every world that had living inhabitents on it. Right now Ugra was being made wait. . . The chairman knew his game Ugra was powerful and that was exactly why the chairman was ignoring him. There was nothing he could do about it.
Ugra didn't like that at all. In fact he was furious. The secretary knew this. I had been called from an important case involving a dangerous escaped slave from Altsoba. That world was the world of War. It's name literally meant war, and for a good reason. The slave had escaped and had fled to a different dimension. He was a maniac and a killer. Ugra had been on the brink of finding the slave when he had been called. Now they forced him to wait. They had said it was a case of inter dimensional emergency. As Ugra was nearing the limit of his patience he heard a beep and the secretary jumped. All the papers she had been straightening flew into the air and for a few moments she fumbled with them looking for the speaker button. Finally she found it and shakily pressed the button, very aware of Ugra's smoldering glare. In the calmest voice she could manage she answered the summon.
"Yes."
The voice coming from the speaker was deep and loud, it only said four words. "Let him in now." The next moment she pressed a few more buttons underneath her desk, waited for the confirmation from the security guard on the other side and then the doors slide open.
As Ugra entered he flinched with surprise. It only lasted a moment. His face was schooled back into the indifferent look he always carried in less a second. The slave he had been hunting only hours before was there unconscious and chained to a chair. One of the chairman's council members, "Coatl," was stretched out behind a enormous desk. His elbows rested on his desk and the tips of his fingers touched lightly. He motioned to the prisoner "I took the liberty of having one of my men fetch your work." he smiled "We don't want you to be . . . distracted while you worked on this new case." Ugra was furious. He had rushed here at all haste, had been made to wait and now he was having his own job rubbed into his face.
Wow. that's really good. Hope to read more!
Wow! That is SUPER! A note of adive though: when writing in first-person, the reader feels as if the story is happening to him or her; what the narraotor doesn't know, the reader doesn't know. The only way you can skip around like you previsly did is to rewite the story in third person...unless the slave is Chae, and she sees Ugra as she awakes. Make sense?
Just a friendly word of adivce. =)
(Tis a really good story save that one snaffo.)
I don't see why it can't be done like it is. Have you ever read the Bartamaeus Trilogy Janeen-chan? （（じゃにんーちゃん I figured out your name in Hiragana! )) Those stories are first person, but it's told by 3 people.
I do have all of this posted in my writing folder. Just look it up!The one in my writing folder isn't the most updated version. I'm going to be updating it in a bit though.
Here's the next part of part 2. I have it in 6 parts in my Writing Folder.Still his face remained impassive. Coatl leaned back and motioned for the security guards to take out the unconscious man.
There were only three pieces of furniture in the spacious room. Coatl's chair, the desk, and a small chair in front of the desk. Coatl motioned for Ugra to sit, a wicked look in his eye. Ugra eyed the chair and declined. This only seemed to be amuse Coatl. He snickered under his breath and leaned back. Ugra was reminded just how powerful this man was, and yet he acted like an unruly schoolboy. Ugra filled the silence "Listen Coatl, I've a lot to do. What is this emergency about? I don't appreciate your men butting into my work and I don't like. . . being disturbed."
Coatl sneered and snapped his fingers and one of the walls lit up. On it there was an image of a silver watch. Coatl spoke "This Dimensional Portal Creator was stolen from us a few weeks ago by a very talented thief." He showed an image of a man wrapped in green and black cloth.
"We caught him but a few hours ago but by then he no longer had the device. While our men were chasing him we think he passed it on to an accomplice. We know that somehow he passed the DPC to his accomplice somewhere on Oron. That's the only world in which we had no way of tracking it." Coatl leaned back again and examined his perfect nails then snapped them again. This time the wall showed a map. An area was circled in red. He continued "This area is the area that the DPC could have been taken since it arrived. We have blockaded the area." He leaned forward over his desk and spoke again "We need you to locate it."
Ugra studied the map for a few moments but he knew his decision had already been made for him the moment he had entered the room. Then he spoke "Why is it so important that we get this DPC?"
Coatl's eyes went dark and his tone turned icy "That isn't of importance right now." Coatl leaned back to his original pose "What is important right now is that you find it soon."
* * * *
Trixy and I had reached the edge of the "City" if that's what you would call it. It looked more like a war camp but from what I could tell about how the people acted this was perfectly normal. There were guards everywhere and I don't mean slacking off having a fun time nothings wrong guards. I mean death is imminent it you aren't completely aware from the beginning of your watch to the end kind of guards. The kind you only see in war movies. Yet there were three year olds playing with straw dolls only a few feet away. I couldn't figure any of this out and that's what scared me.
Then we reached the edge of the city and I got my first real glimpse of my rescuer. He had black hair, in fact his hair was so black that it looked blue. Exactly like a raven's feathers would look. He was a dark tan, but not as tan as the others and his eyes were a stony blue-gray. He was about average hight and size for a man. He was taller than me but he obviously wasn't even near to being the tallest man in the town. I could tell from the moment I saw him that he was a strong man. He hefted a large shovel filled with a huge mound of dirt, while two other teenage girls wielded two smaller shovels. Nearby a small tree in a clay pot waited to be planted. They finished digging the hole as we arrived. Amnon glanced at us and then grasped the tree and slowly pulled the tree from its large pot. Carefully with his large hands he set the tree roots down into the dirt hole. He straightened and spoke to the girls
“Sorry girls but I've got some company. You'll have to finish up yourselves.” he smiled as one started trying to talk and patted her on the back “Don't worry Silvia I'm sure that you and Dantel can finish by yourselves. There isn't much left to do.” He walked towards us as both girls pouted miserably.
I felt like bursting out into laughter as I watched them. It was so funny to watch them. I myself never could get girls who acted like that. I couldn't remember even having a crush at all! I had always been too busy duping the Jocks to have crushes on them. With the high and mighty way they acted it was too tempting not to. I stopped walking. That is, until I had moved in with Shez.
Amnon, Trixy and I met. Trixy introduced us. “Chae this is Amnon. Amnon this is Chaelene.” Trixy watched Amnon for a moment after she had said my “name”. Nothing changed on his face it stayed friendly inquisitive. He didn't even blink.
All he did was smiled and say “It's nice to meet you Chae.”
Trixy spoke again very quiet “Amnon she doesn't know how to fight.”
He frowned “Nothing at all? Not even . . .”
Trixy cut in “Nothing.”
This was frustrating and it was getting me angry
“What in the world is wrong with not knowing how to fight?” I said raising my hands to the sky.
Amnon eyed me and spoke slowly “Chae frankly those who don't know how to fight don't live long in Archons 8 dimensions.”
My eyes bugged out and my voice went high pitched “8 DIMENSIONS!?” I stepped back and eyed them both.
“How about we make a deal? You tell me where the wack I am and I tell you how I got here.”
Amnon touched my shoulder “First you need to calm down. Obviously somehow you stepped into here from another dimension.” he eyed me from top to bottom
“and obviously it's some place that hasn't discovered dimensional travel yet.” he grimaced “Or has been visited by someone else who has.” he glance around and was relieved to see that there was no one within listening distance. “But this might not be taken well with some of the people here. There are men and women here who will do anything for favor with the Archons.”
He waved me forwards farther away from the city. Many questions troubled me as I followed his lead. Who were the Archons? How had I been brought here in the first place? Why would it be dangerous for anyone to know that I wasn't from here? But the one that troubled me was the sense that somehow the device I had found had a great part of it. I hadn't told Amnon about it for a reason. I didn't trust him. As we had spoken I had nervously felt the pressure of it pressing against the side of my leg the whole time. The way he had acted with those girls, the conspiratorial way he acted with Trixy made me have a bad feeling about him. But that wasn't enough to have made me not tell him. After all he could be just being careful.
It was the way he had acted with me that made me wary of him. His friendly I'm your friend way reminded me of a time I had seen a jock from an opposing team act the very same way with a cheerleader from our team a few hours before the game. We had lost that game badly. I remember that after I had left the game I had seen that very same jock completely ignoring the cheerleader as he had flirted with another girl from his own team. Later I had read in the school newspaper that the game had been counted a foul because the cheerleader had given away our maneuvers and tactics when the jock had been flirting with her.
I didn't know if Amnon was from an “Opposing team” but I certainly didn't trust him. The same was for Trixy. She had acted so sisterly and helpful until she had heard my name and the fact that I couldn't fight. She had figured out that I was from “Another dimension” the very moment I had confirmed the fact.
That's when it hit me. If they really weren't trustworthy and they knew I couldn't even beat up a stuffed toy, then following them into the dark forest away from any witnesses wasn't exactly the smartest idea was it? Unfortunately I figured this out a moment too late.
I sprinted back for the city but it was too late. Strong hands forced my arms behind my back and a large hand went over my mouth. All I managed was a squeak. Oh shoot, was all I could think as they dragged me farther into the forest. I squirmed and tried to elbow the person who was behind me. I was rewarded with a satisfying thump.
DragonEyedMovingCastle Maniac wrote: "I don't see why it can't be done like it is. Have you ever read the Bartamaeus Trilogy Janeen-chan? （（じゃにんーちゃん I figured out your name in Hiragana! )) Those stories are first person, but it's told ..."I didn't mean to offend anyone! Sorry!
WOW that is a good story!!!!What is a Writing Folder?
it wasn't offensive! I'm just argumentative... AND PROUD OF IT! LOL, if I ever contradict you Janeen-Chan, it will probably be just for the sake of arguing, unless it's a really serious conversation. please don't think Im offended!
Kendall ~Daughter of Athena~ wrote: "lol =D"HI KENDALL!!! YOU IZ HERE YAYZ!!
how about we start a new one? what genre should it be?
yeah, but what type of fantasy? Thats a very big genre...but I like the idea! I would like if we started a new story since I just joined this group and I don't like reading all the tons of posts to catch up. So I think its a great idea!!! ^_^
We should title it Zig-Zag. I just need to come up with something for that title.oooo!! I know we should look at some of the other things in the hidden parts of the folders and write somemore on some of those stories!
what? I'm confused...add to the other stories? How is that new????
Kendall did u get my group invite?
Oh yeah I got it!! You want me to join? It looks pretty cool!
YES pleas join! It is pretty fun and you can post your story!!
It's not new, they're just dead stories that we might be able to make something out of.
I love your blog it's so fun to read!!
Um, I think you can hit the sign in link in the margin above mine and this page with a bunch of options will come up and you can start your own.
my fox!
they all disappeared... Fine then, you don't have to talk to me! *pretends 2 b mad* LOL
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Emily I visited your blog, it's interesting. I haven't read or seen Howl's Castle, but I did want to visit Japan. (That may not happen now cos I gave up school and have a job now) I love comics, manga and coloured mostly.
cool, have you ever read One Piece? that's my fave manga, followed by - at the moment - Bleach.
No, not yet. I was doing more of the 'grown up' kind for a while, you know like graphic, WitchBlade and other TopCows. I did some Manga, can't remember which though. Will let you know soon when I do.
You should see Howl's Moving Castle! It's so awsome and funny and CREATIVE!!!!!
Sure I will. :)
yay!!!!!!!!!!! Tell me what you think of it when you finish it!!!
((Same here!! thanks for looking at my blog too!))
anytime Dragon Eyed...!Sure will Janeen San
I watched as the bus disappeared. It would probably be another hour 'til I got home in this mist.
Usually it would only take me half an hour to get to my house from the bus stop. But with this mist I would have to be extra careful. The day was cold and the skies were dark, completely covered by black clouds.
I sighed and slowly made my way down the road. Listening. I had always hated not being able to see where I was going, but I had gotten used to it now because ever since I had moved in with my older sister down here in this small town in the middle of Wales. . . which was dark and damp enough to feel like you were in the middle of a whale. The mists had appeared every other day.
So I adjusted. My ears were my sole navigator now. That and my uncanny luck, to get in danger and just as easily get out. I had been having that kind of feeling all day . . . and dreading it. I could feel it in my core . . . Today was going to be one of those days.
There was no stopping it now that I was here. The bus was gone so there was no way I could just get a ride back to the nearest gas station. So I stepped forward raising my arms and fingers swirling the gray mist. Ready to catch myself in case that I tripped. The mist only got thicker. It was like stepping through a gray soup except the soup kept you warm and the mist just made me feel wet. I started shivering as the damp air pressed all around me.
Would I ever get there! Would I be trapped wandering around forever! Or at least until I fell off a cliff where my sister would find me the next day!! I started running, breathing quicker and coughing as the watery air turned to liquid in my lungs. The land started sloping down and before I could stop myself I slipped and started sliding down the hill. I tried to grab a passing branch as I slid down the hill faster and faster! I only succeeded in getting a long cut down the middle of my hand. I don’t know how long I rolled down feeling every bump and branch on the way until finally I slowly slid to a stop at what I hoped was the bottom. I just laid there on the cold damp grass and shivered.
Very slowly I opened my eyes . . . and there far into the distance was a small light. Barely noticeable in the thick mist, but there nonetheless. It was like a small star of hope, and was all I needed. I stood up and slipped on the wet grass sliding farther down and farther from the light. I felt around in the dark and it was as if someone shoved a big branch in my hand. I grasped it as firmly as I could with my uninjured hand and stood up again. This time I stayed. I was unbalanced but I was okay.
Treading slowly and never taking my eyes off the light in the distance I got closer. Little by little it got brighter. That's how I stayed for I don't know how long in the dark. Moving from tree branch to tree branch to steady my self. Several more times I slipped, but always caught myself. I moved along slowly until I reached the edge of the trees. Now I could see the light and more importantly, the house, clearly.
The strange thing about the house was that it wasn't mine. My house was the only house around here. The closest house was ten miles away from our house and it wasn't even near the forest. I looked around me cautiously. I was still in the forest. As I stepped away from the trees I got a better view of the house it was very old and looked more like the seven dwarfs' cottage before Snow White took up house keeping. It was made entirely of wood and the light I had seen shone from a lantern outside the front door hanging from a nail.
I knew sometimes people stayed out in the forest to be by themselves sometimes to become, "one" with nature, but this was just plain ridiculous! Still the person who lived there might help me find a way out of the forest. I took a few more steps forward, reaching border and finally going past the edge of the mist where it thinned out and disappeared.
I blinked at what I saw too surprised to make a sound and fell down again. I was doing a lot of that today. I closed my eyes and opened them again, several times. The woods had disappeared. They had vanished, gone poof! I sat there for a minute gaping. Then gathering my senses I tried running back the way I had come but the woods didn't reappear. That's when I noticed it, ALL the mist was gone. There wasn't even a sign that it had ever been there. The sky was pale blue and there wasn't a cloud in sight. The instant I had stepped over the border the temperature had changed, it now was hot. I shivered. "I don't think we're in Kansas anymore Toto." I murmured to myself, looking around again. This time trying to find anything familiar. I had gone out into the forest many times, but I had always been able to find my way back to the house. Somehow I had the idea that this time was going to be different, "Duh" I told myself. "Shez is going to kill you when you get back so late." Finally I started towards the shack again, this time a lot more cautious, wary of another landscape change. Nothing happened. I stopped waited a moment and then dashed towards the shack.
Once I reached it, the door opened smoothly. The house was empty. Nothing moved and even the light seemed to stand still. The silence scared me. There was a deathly attribute to it, “Come on.” I told myself as I leaned against the door frame. “It's just a house.” I stood there gathering my courage for a few moments. Then I entered.
At that moment I heard it. . .someone was yelling close by. I left the house again and race outside in time to see the trees reappear. A figure cloaked in green raced across the clearing towards me. There were eight riders chasing him. The riders each held a sword an were slashing at the man viciously. The man put on some speed and got ahead , he raced past me towards the other side of the clearing. He glanced at me when he passed, I felt as if his very look had pierced me to the core. Then he raced past me and I could only see his back. The riders were far behind him. Then he tripped, he looked behind himself and for a moment our eyes met. His eyes were pleading into mine. I had no idea what he wanted. Then he got up and continued running. He vanished into the forest with the riders now very close behind him. Then they too disappeared.
With the reappearance of the forest my own joy had reappeared. I felt like yelling and ran for the forest as fast as I could. I held a great fear that as soon as I reached the edge it would disappear. When I reached the forest I barely held back a whimper. It was a forest. . . but it wasn't my forest. The trees looked like pines and changed colors. They started purple and the faded into bright pink and then brightened into red. It went on and on. I sat down by one of the trees, I just barely held back the tears. I wanted to be home again.
Then I felt it. I was sitting on something. I stood up and picked up the object. It looked like a pocket watch, the kind you would expect to see English men wearing in movies. I opened it up and looked in it. On the inside it didn't look like a watch at all. Inside there was a picture. It looked like outer space and it shimmered beautifully. There were distant stars but I could see one planet up close. It was unlike any pictures of any planet I had ever seen.It was completely golden except for it was riddled with green spots and blue spot across it's surface. . . it was like earth except there was no ocean. I had never heard of anything like this in my home. . . In my home! My goodness where am I?