Part 17, by: SEP
Crystal was exhausted, but not too exhausted to dream it would seem. While the day's activities seemed too much to bear, the dream that came to her as she slept was both comforting and familiar.
Crystal dreamed that she was at a grand ball. The gown she wore was a magnificent blue that shimmered and sparkled in the light of the chandelier, which adorned the grand ballroom of her ancestral castle. Indeed, as she righted herself, perhaps regaining her balance, her head felt heavy, for she was wearing the special mask that had been designed for her eighteenth birthday party. However, most reassuring of all was the face of her cousin, Jonathan, that smiled at her mischievously from under a dark hood. Yet, for some reason, she was surprised and anxious. Now why would that be? She was finally attending her birthday ball! What greater delight could there be?
Jonathan, being the joker that he was, addressed her formally. "Careful Princess. It would not do to injure yourself."
Crystal experienced a layering of emotions. On the one hand, she was overwrought and confused, and yet, she was also joyous and bemused. Jonathan, her first cousin, was always one to make a joke, and even his attire was ridiculous. Here he was, a descendant of the royal family itself, and he had dressed as a thief, for Crystal recognized the strange outfit immediately. Oh the upset it must have caused when he arrived, or had anyone noticed yet?
As though her thoughts were words for another to hear, a small voice spoke within her head. Crystal, is that you?
Crystal was taken aback by the strange question. Time slowed around her. Jonathan stood unmoving before her, the dancers were frozen, poised to take their next step, and the musicians of the orchestra stopped, each ready to play the next note. A small bubble of anxiety arose within Crystal and she answered the query within her mind. Of course it is me. I am I. This is my dream. Whom are you?
Crystal's heart pounded faster, and she heard the excitement and anxiety emanating from the small voice. Crystal! I am Michiko, your sister.
My sister? I have no sister. Now Crystal felt the despair of the other individual, for it was not only a voice that she now discerned. The world around her had stopped, and she became aware of a strange sensation, as though she were not within her own body but that of another. Yes, she saw the ballroom, yes she felt the weight of her dress and mask, but the emotions she felt were not fully hers. No, these sensations were another's, Michiko she had called herself. What is this?!? I demand to know what is going on. Crystal tried to keep the panic from her voice, but knew she had not succeeded.
Crystal was surprised to hear a small giggle. I see you have not changed as much as I had hoped. Listen now, and listen well my sister. Do you remember running through the mist as the sun descended, searching for sanctuary? The vision mentioned seemed to surface within Crystal's mind. Yes, that is what I was referring to. Remember how the mist seemed to pursue you?
Yes, now Crystal could see the memory clearly within her mind. She had just slipped upon the steps leading to the family dining room, due to the fact that she had been staring at the dragon tapestry above the stairway, and she had awoken to find herself in a strange land. The sun was setting and the grass around her seemed to be afire. She had deemed it necessary to find shelter. Yet, even as she had searched frantically for sanctuary, the evening shadows had stalked her, but she had made it to safety in the end, had she not?
No, we did not make it safely to Merlin's humble abode. Somehow, the mist took me, and you were safe to continue your journey while I have been sent from one realm to another. Crystal was about to retort when she was cut short by the voice. No, don't interrupt me. Time is short, I believe you will awake momentarily. Listen to me. Aunt Morgana has explained this to me, and now I explain it to you. I do not know why, I do not know how, but we are sisters. Once one, we are now separate, and yet we fulfill two parts of one journey. We have one destiny, two parts of one whole. I suspect that we can communicate when one, or both, are sleeping. Yet, this is of little import. Hear me well for you must be careful! Think on my words, and I look forward to working with you on our journey.
Crystal felt the small voice fading. In fact, the whole ballroom scene faded before her eyes, even as the world swung back into dizzying motion. The dancers were dancing, the music playing, and she, no, her sister Michiko, curtsied to Jonathan and made a retort that set him laughing. But the scene was fading and all she could think, the only word that came to mind in the form of a question was, Sister?
The word seemed to float about her, and yet, the scene of the ballroom and the strange conversation were clear in her mind as she awoke. Indeed, this was no dream. But the portents of the vision did not bode well, and Crystal felt little comfort in the night's sleep she had so desperately desired and gained.
Part 18
Saturday, December 29, 2007
Secret Discoveries #17
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Please hold...
Please hold, your call is important to us...
But unfortunately, we're having some technical difficulties called LIFE. As soon as we get the problem under control, there will be Part # 17 up.
Thank you for your patience...
Sunday, November 4, 2007
Secret Dicoveries # 16
Meanwhile, Crystal was slowly approaching Flugentius, the wolf's, fortress...
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It had taken longer then Crystal had hoped it would, much longer. When she did reach the entrance, Crystal was using the last of her strength to remain standing, let along moving forward. The entrance was much smaller then she had thought it would be. She had expected the fortress of the a king to be large and grand. But this one proved her wrong. Instead of large steel doors bearing the emblem of the court, Flugentius's entrance was the small opening at the base of a tree.
Strange, thought Crystal, that a tree could be the inhabitance of a wolf, let alone a lord wolf. But Crystal was too fatigued to ask questions, and she knew better, now, then to judge things on the first glance. Was not Merlin's entrance deceiving as well, with a door so small leading to a room so large? Furthermore, wasn't her most recent encounter with Flugentius prof enough that looks are not always as they seem? So, she held her tongue as she followed Flugentius into the darkness.
The small hole in the bottom of the tree was sealed off by a door that resembled the bark of a tree itself. In this way, one could not find the door without knowing that it was already there. The doorway was only 5 feet tall, enough to fit Flugentius through, but Crystal had to bend in order to enter.
Once inside, the door opened to a narrow hallway, 6 feet high, leading...off somewhere, the destination unknown. There were little lights, mounted half way up the side of the walls on either side, illuminating the corridor. This place reminded Crystal of Merlin's house. The cold dark pathway that he had left her in before she notice the peep whole in the door. The feelings of loneliness and abandonment that accompanied this memory made her shudder and instinctively wrap her arms around herself. She started walking faster, wanting to stay close to Flugentius, encase he meant to leave her here alone as well.
Too many times, it seemed, had Crystal trusted and been deluded by this trust. She was determined not to be misguided again and she, therefore, tried her best to keep her wits about her. But it was difficult to stay in focus when all she could think of was sleep and how hungry she was.
The hallways seemed to be leading downward for a time, at least that's what Crystal thought, and after many turns it started to rise upward. The lighting quality began to improve and Crystal looked up about her. It was then that she noticed that there were long, thin, windows lining the hallway at the very top. These windows had caused the increase in light.
We must be above ground then, thought Crystal.
At last, Flugentius stopped in front of a large, heavy, oak door. On the door was a small window, 4 1/2 feet up, it met perfectly with Flugentius's face. After standing there for a few minutes, Crystal realized that he must be waiting for something, for he wasn't advancing. Did he not have the key? Why wasn't he moving forward, why weren't there attendants waiting to let their lord in? Puzzled, Crystal held her tongue once again and resolved to stay silent, maybe he would explain later.
Finally, a face appeared in the small window on the door. Flugentius growled at it and the door was flung open. Odd, thought Crystal, this whole place seems very odd. Not only does the lord of the land use the bottom of a tree as the entrance into his fortress, but when he does enter he is not greeted with hoards of servants. He is only received by an oak door. If so, what kind of a lord is this?
Regardless of her puzzling thoughts, Crystal remained silent once again.
Flugentius advanced forward, leading Crystal into the antechamber of his fortress. As Crystal stepped over the threshold, she felt as though she was being transported into the most elegant room that she had ever seen. Crystal gawked and stared. The antechamber she stood in was one that she would expect to find in a castle, not in the middle of a tree. She took another step, looked about, and noticed the detailed painting displayed on the ceiling above. Someone had decided to make it into a canvas and had painted amazing designs on it. Crystal realized that the floor was no longer dirt but marble. The walls were based of gold and bedecked with the finest tapestries Crystal had ever seen. Amazed, she strode toward one of them.
This tapestry was very familiar, but Crystal couldn't place where she had seen it before. It was longer then is was wide, and in the center of was a detailed design of flowers and vines, wrapped intrinsically around each other in an embrace unbreakable to even the strongest man. Running along the border were pictures of men and women, some on horseback, others siting on chairs.
One man caught Crystal’s attention, it was one of a Lord on a horse. Many of the other figures rode such an animal but this animal was different. The horse ridden was an autumn brown, almost chestnut. Her strong tail turned upright at the end giving the impression of superiority. What really made her stand out were her eyes. Her eyes were red; a bright red that held an inner light. With upturned ears and blatant stare, the horse seemed to know all that was around her.There was something about this tapestry, and horse, that reminded Crystal of...oh if only I could remember. But her weary brain and exhausted body refused to assist her with this puzzle. Her memory would not relent the connection.
"Princess," came Flugentius voice, deep and full, bringing Crystal back to her senses and place. She had started to drift, craning her neck as she tried to notice every detail, Flugentius's voice had startled her. Crystal jerked her head down and blushed, embarrassed. She had not acted appropriately. As a guest she should have held her stance and waited for instruction.
"You must be tired and hungry," Flugentius reminded her. At the mention of food Crystal remembered her fatigue and felt the growing need to sit down. "Elvire will show you to your room. There will be food waiting for you. If there is anything you need, let Elvire know and she will bring it to you. Sleep well, I'll call for you in the morning and we'll discuss your situation." Flugentius finished and nodded toward a fox that Crystal had not noticed before.
"Thank you," Crystal replied and bowed deeply toward Flugentius once more.
The fox, named Elvire, smiled at Crystal and started to walk away. Move your legs Crystal, or you'll be left standing here like a fool. Struggling, Crystal started walking after Elvire.
When Crystal caught up to her, Elvire had stopped in front of an open door. "This will be your room Princess," Elvire said as she entered the bedchamber. Crystal's room large. There was a queen size bed in the middle of the room, with a princess canopy flowing over it. The two wide windows on either side of the bed were drawn closed. Next to the bed, under left window, was a washing bowl and basin. On the right side of the bed was a steaming plate of food and a tall mug of something steaming as well. Along the left wall were two doors that looked liked they belonged to a closet, and on right wall was a large desk.
"Sleep well, there is food there waiting for you, as well as clean clothes in the closet. Pull the tassel by your bed if you need me." With that, Elvire bowed, turned, and left.
Crystal entered and closed the door behind her. It was then that she noticed that the only light in the room came from a large candelabra sitting on the desk on the right wall. The flames flickered and cast slim shadows across the room. Crystal approached the left side of the bed, sat down, and ate all the contents in two minutes. Placing the plate back down, Crystal reached for the smoky mug, and sniffed. It smelt like hot chocolate.
Slowly, she sipped the liquid, it went down smoothly and filled her body with warmth. Perfect, she thought. Content, Crystal turned over to the other side of the bed and washed her face, hands, and neck, with the washing basin.
Not wanting to move, Crystal almost feel asleep in her clothes. It was with great effort that she willed herself to rise and search the closet for a nightgown. Thankfully, she found one easily, and was surprised as how well is fit her. Finally she was ready for bed.
Pulling the covers around her, Crystal refused to listen to any of the questions floating in her head. She had been through enough today to last her a life time. All she wanted now was sleep, relaxation. To this, her body did not resist, and Crystal immediately feel into a deep sleep.
Part 17
Monday, October 29, 2007
Secret Discoveries Part 15
Secret Discoveries Part 15
By: SEP
Surprisingly, the castle itself was quiet as Michiko slowly walked along the long, empty, corridors. In fact, the only sound to be heard was the soft rustling of her silk dress upon the marble floor. Interestingly, the castle seemed very similar to her home castle in Avalon. The architecture was the same, the layout was the same, and even the tapestries were alike. But her home castle had never been so empty and void of life.
Feeling apprehensive, Michiko approached the grand ballroom. She felt tense and unsure of herself. Today is my birthday, and I should be attending my birthday masquerade were I not wandering around some unknown realm of reality. The thought made her sad and increased her agitation. She averted her eyes from the passageway that led to the tapestry of the ridiculous Dragon Tutu, but as she came closer to the ballroom, she became aware of a different tension. This had nothing to do with her mixed emotions, but rather felt like a coil of unused energy within her. It was an uncomfortable feeling. The castle was dead, unused, abandoned, but in perfect condition. What was going on? What secrets lie in store here? Michiko wondered to herself.
Opening the doors to the grand ball room was a chore in and of itself. At home, servants opened the doors with seeming ease, but Michiko strained and heaved at the heavy gilded doors until they opened enough for her to slide through. Here, the tension seemed to tauten, as though an archer were pulling a bowstring which in turn contracted her heart. The tension pulled her, lured her, towards the high throne which sat magnificently upon a dais. I probably should not approach the throne. It was a futile thought, and Michiko knew it.
She was already ascending the dais to stare in wonder at the throne which was covered in gold carvings depicting the four elements of land, fire, earth, and water mixing to create and destroy the world simultaneously. This was her family's throne, and on her birthday she would have sat upon it modestly while looking beautiful. The water, air, and fire burst into life before her eyes in a hypnotic dance, and suddenly, the tension within Michiko reached a pitch. She spun on the spot in a half circle full of new found understanding. NO! her intuition screamed, this is no invisible tension. This is magic! But the realization had come too late, the sight which met her eyes consequently stole the breath from Michiko's lungs.
Not a moment ago the castle had been quiet, dead in all appearances. Now that was no longer the case. Michiko staggered as music struck her ears, and she overbalanced. She would have fallen had a young man not gently steadied her. "Careful Princess. It would not due to injure yourself."
Michiko was in shock, and she knew it. Before her stood a young man dressed in a strange outfit made of black cloth in a style that had no similarities to the the fashions of the times. Behind him a riot of color, costumes, and masques met her eyes as hundreds of courtiers danced on the ballroom floor or partook of refreshments while simply enjoying the music of the musicians who were performing on a smaller dais to the left of the throne. All were dressed in finery and magnificent masks, which marked the event as masquerade.
Michiko was also aware of the outfit she now wore. No wonder she
had overbalanced! Her mask was heavy and awkward. Turning to the right she caught a glance of herself in a mirror and stared. Never had she worn such an outfit as this, one of such elegance and grace. Her mask was exquisite, made of enamel and a sparkling blue substance that seemed to sparkle and glow with a brilliance of its own. What looked like blue flames rose above the her head in all its crowning glory, and large chandelier earrings hung at the side of her face, while small stars accented the entire mask. Looking closely she saw a second mask upon the blue enamel that surrounded the eye area as a regular mask might. This part was made of a painted shiny metal substance, and the unusual mask combined with the magnificent, iridescent, blue gown she wore left her speechless for a moment. This was the outfit she had designed in honor of her birthday ball. Was this the ball she had meant to attend?
The morning when she and Crystal had still been one seemed so long ago. Could I be back in Avalon now? Her heart had begun pounding uncontrollably, the possibility that she was suddenly back in Avalon seemed almost too shocking to absorb, indeed the possibility weighed more heavily upon her than the mask she wore. Oh my, what has happened now?
Next --> Part 16
Update 10-29-07
- "Thank you for your patience."
Okey dokey. Sorry folks, but life got really busy all of a sudden. Yes, so, it looks like I'll have to work on this update later today. (Oh my! How did it get so late?!?) However, have no fear! My mind is working in strange ways, so I'm hoping that the next update will satiate the curiosity that I'm sure is burning within you...
- SEP
P.S. My physics test went just fine. :D
Monday, October 22, 2007
Secret Discoveries Part 14
Secret Discoveries Part 14
By: SEP
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The tears had dried hours ago, and perhaps the most recent events were odder even than everything else that had occurred until now. Michiko shook her head trying to dispel the heavy, fog-like weariness that now pervaded her senses. It was only then that Michiko realized she was horizontal on the floor. What happened now? she thought wearily.
Slowly everything started to come back... I had been talking to Aunt Morgana. Yes, that sounded right. Oh yes; Aunt Morgana shocked me into returning to the black void of my soul! Michiko physically shuddered at the memory, but refused to run away again from the terror within. Now it was all coming back.
In the black void Aunt Morgana had left Michiko alone, crying, but the crystal ball had come to life moments later, and Michiko had watched herself, no, Crystal - she must remember that she and Crystal were different. Anyhow, she had watched Crystal approach serious dangers. She had felt the magic coursing through her veins as Crystal almost destroyed herself in her attempt to open that door. But Michiko had felt herself fight that burning power. In fact, she had taken that pain away from Crystal so that Crystal could continue her quest. The effort had caused her to cling to the crystal ball's podium as her body trembled from pain and exertion.
Yet, that had not been all. Next, Crystal had faced a wolf beast, and in her impetuous youth she had almost attacked it! Of course, Michiko had immediately yelled out in frustration and pain at the sphere, "Don't you dare princess! Do nothing foolish or rash. Assess the situation. Be courteous and fight only to defend yourself!" To Michiko's surprise, Crystal had stopped and reconsidered her actions. In the end, as Crystal walked away with the strange beast in a tired trance, Michiko had lost consciousness.
Yes, now it all was clear. It seemed that Michiko was still connected to Crystal after all, and that her innate wisdom of many arts, including magic and diplomacy, had saved Crystal's life, for now at least. Michiko nodded her head to herself as her new understanding gave her strength. "Indeed I am a daughter of wisdom dear Aunt." Her voice sounded loud in the quiet room, and suddenly she was aware of her surroundings.
Michiko realized that she was in the small sitting room where she and Morgana had last spoken. Could it be that the black void is truly within me and exists separately from this dimension that I am now in? It must be, for it would explain a great many things, such as my connection with Crystal and the glass ball that allows me to connect to an influence her. Standing slowly, and steadying herself against an ornate chair, Michiko decided it was time for action. If Crystal has a mission within the physical realm, than I must have my own mission here. But, how will I watch over my sister? Because it is clear to me that without my help she would be dead twice over.
Michiko took a deep breath and looked within herself. The black void was easy to find, and its darkness not half as menacing as before. She understood now that the darkness was a part of her, a part of her loss. Glancing at the orb, she saw Crystal sleeping and decided that for now, she had nothing to fear and time for her own adventure. Without another glance, Michiko left that void to explore the castle around her.
Next -->Part 15
Update 10-22-07
Hello loyal fans and readers. So, just for a little update... at this point I am in the process of getting an update up. My day yesterday took a few unexpected turns, so I wasn't able to post anything, but hopefully my upcoming physics test wont keep me from getting a story update up, like, asap. Thanks for your patience!
Sara
Sunday, October 14, 2007
Secret Discoveries (Part 13)
By: SRS.
I know that's it's been a while since the last part of the story, so here's a link to part 12
Still feeling dizzy, Crystal continued to use the door frame for support as she opened her eyes. The scene around her wasn't as bright as she had thought when she first opened the door. In fact, it was actually quite dark out. Worst of all, the creature she had seen through the door was nowhere in sight.
The pain had subsided and Crystal was seeing clearly, despite the obscured light, as she began to walk out of the doorway, slowly, very slowly, into the world before her. She was outside, in some sort of meadow, or field, though the grass was cut short. It wasn't flaming grass, like the kind from outside Merlin's hut, but normal grass and she knew it from Camelot. There wee trees and shrubs alike, and the scene seemed very familiar to Crystal, though she couldn't place her wear-abouts.
Despite the familiarity of her surroundings, Crystal was wary of putting down her guard. All her nerves were on end and there was still a slow circulation of magic active in her limbs. This reassured her. She had used the magic to open the door and had not suffered too strongly from the action. Maybe she could use it once again against this 'thing' she was looking for and come out alive as well?
Still walking slowly forward, Crystal continued to scan her surroundings with all her senses, searching for the creature she had seen through the door. After many minutes of silence, just as Crystal was starting to think that the creature had disappeared, or that she had imagined it, she started heard a rustling in the bushes 3 feet away from her position and turned around at once, fingers raised.
What appeared from within the bush was exactly the creature which she had seen through the door, a large gray wolf whose back came up to Crystals shoulder. Not only was his size frightening, but protruding from his forehead where two horns the length of Crystal's forearm, which were now directed precisely at her head. Additionally, his eyes had no pupils, and therefore looked completely white with a silvery shine, and around his neck hung a tooth necklace. Furthermore, on his right front leg was a bald spot, which revealed an odd tattoo of a half moon. He stood there, still, head slightly turned down, eyes glaring. *
With all her might, Crystal willed herself not to move, either in defense or offense. She tried to think before acting, not advance on instinct alone, to think of a plan. Suddenly, the thought occurred to her that she might try speaking, just as one would with any human, before jumping to conclusions and attacking. At first, she laughed to herself within her mind, thinking, this is a wolf, not a man - obviously no animal speaks English.
But the thought would not go away, it was as if there was a wiser self inside her that was giving her advice and would not stop ringing in her head until she listened. Finally, she obeyed, realizing that the worst thing that could happen is that she would receive no answer.
And so, without moving and inch further or backward, Crystal opened her mouth and spoke, "Greetings sir. May I ask, whom is the ruler of this land? I am a stranger here and apologize for trespassing on this land. Indeed, I am in great need of direction, and, if you would be so kind as to offer it, I would greatly appreciate your help." As she finished speaking, Crystal bowed formally to the wolf, experiencing a prickle of fear as she extended her exposed neck to the creature.
To her surprise, the wolf seemed to smile, and opened his mouth to respond. The voice that poured forth was rich and deep, the most beautiful Crystal had ever heard. It seemed melodic, and it entered her very body, chiming softly within her bones. "Well done Princess Crystal. My name is Flugentius, and I am the King of this land in which you are most welcome. You have done well with your speech and actions. I am impressed. Merlin has led you here for a purpose and I intend to help you as much as I can. If you are well to walk, I will lead you to my fortress where you can rest and refresh yourself. You are safe with me, for no night will catch you here. Within my fortress, once you have been tended to, we will adjourn. Does that suit you well princess?"
With much relief, Crystal nodded, as she realized how tired she was. Yes, well, she had not eaten or slept since leaving Camelot, however long ago that was. Grateful for the hospitality the was receiving, Crystal thanked the King, bowed deeply once more, and followed the wolf to his fortress.
Events were unfolding in ways Crystal had never expected. In a short span of time she had learned many important lessons. In this encounter alone she had learned to speak before acting and not to act without thinking. The possible results from rash actions spun dizzyingly within her head, and the knowledge brought sudden exhaustion with it, causing Crystal to follow her host in a half stupor.
NEXT --> Part 14
Message Board Upadate 10-13-07
Have a good one!
- SEP
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
Coming soon!
I really don't want to jinx myself, but I want to let you all know that I HOPE to write my next part of the story for Sunday the 14th of Oct. I should be able to get my act together and post it by 12 am that day.
So please don't lose faith, it will come. I won't be able to do it next week because of all my exams and quizzes, see my Back 2 Reality blog for that post.
Thank you for your check ups and continued readership, even if we don't know that you're there.
Sunday, September 23, 2007
Update - 9/23/07
Yes, so, here is an update that everyone can enjoy. In essence, Sarah Rutti has not updated the story yet because she is very busy with college and the yomim norayim. So, the good news is that college is going well for her, and all the extra time that she is putting into making up her classes (instead of updating this blog) is paying off. Keep up the good work!!! Congrats Sarah on your accomplishments, and we patiently await your next exciting update!
Good job Sarahle! Congrats on all of your recent accomplishments and may you have continued success!
- SEP ^.^
Saturday, September 15, 2007
Update 9/15/07
Greetings and wishes for a happy healthy new year!
In essence, Sarah Rutti meant to put up a small note saying that she would update the blog after the chagim. So, until then, thank you for your patience and enjoy the chagim!
- SEP
Sunday, September 9, 2007
Message Board - Update 9/8/07
*SEP smiles indulgently at the expectant crowd.*
"Patience is a virtue children."
*SEP runs in horror from the incensed crowd screaming.*
"OK, ok... Sarah Rutti, will get the next update posted soon!" (Right Sarah?)
- SEP
Monday, September 3, 2007
Secret Discoveries (Part 12)
http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa253/SarahRutti/blog%20this/469ge3wl.jpgSecret Discoveries - Part 12
By: SRS
Soon Merlin's image was lost amongst the darkness, and Crystal found herself walking aimlessly within the tunnel. At this, Crystal began to breath a little harder. Here she was, thinking hat she was going start getting more answers, and instead, she was alone in the dark again. Merlin's last words floated back to her you have been summoned to prove your abilities...Just before her panic got the best of her, Crystal saw a light, like a shinning star, in the distance. Thank goodness, she breathed as the light grew larger and brighter, with every closing step.
It soon became apparent that the light was emitting from a peephole in the the center of a wooden door. Crystal could see that the the door was bound by ancient clasps and iron hinges, thus it looked impossible to move. Hesitating, Crystal pushed on the door and found it locked, as she expected. Now I'm done for, Crystal thought as she looked behind her and tried to see into the darkness. I can't even see my hands in front of my face and I'm supposed to do.....what? Crystal stopped. She realized that she wasn't quite sure what was expected of her. Then, once again, she heard Merlin's voice in her head. ...You must be tested...it is necessary for us to know what your strengths are and if we might trust you with future tasks.
"Is that what this is," Crystal spoke aloud, "another test?" It was easier to think when her thoughts were spoken out loud for there was too much noise insider her head, too many things trying to be released. Speaking out loud eased the pressure a bit.
"At least now I know that this has been planned, it makes me feel more secure to know that 'someone' is looking out and 'watching' me." She confessed, "Regardless of the fact that they're watching to evaluate my actions." Crystal added as an after thought.
Staring at the door once again, Crystal started to seriously consider the situation at hand. Firstly, behind her there was a tunnel immersed in darkness, where up was down and the walls were only felt, not seen. Secondly, in front of her there was a door with a tiny hole in the center and solid clasps binding it shut. Her natural reaction was to try and get through the door and out of the darkness. She could try and recount her steps, back to Merlin's back door, but then what? She would end up where she began and have no where left to flee but back into the darkness. With this thought Crystal shuddered as she remembered the chill of the night and it's wispy grasp.
Then, it's resolved, I've got to find a way to get through this door.
Crystal started noticing the details about the old wooden door. There were no bolts along the hinges, so the possibility of removing the screws to open the door was put aside at once. Furthermore, the 'peephole' was larger than Crystal had thought. As she pressed her face against the wood and looked through the opening, Crystal could actually see to the other side of the door.
But what she saw made her jump back in fright. Suddenly, Crystal wasn't so sure she wanted to get to the other side. Once more, Merlin's words echoed around her, you have been summoned to prove your abilities in wit, intelligence, and self dependence. There was a force, or power, within her that was capable of defeating and completing this task. She had the power, the abilities.
Crystal stood still, hard in thought. "There is magic in me, this I know. When Merlin first tested me on my fifth birthday, he confirmed this fact. But since that day I have not used those powers, I have not been taught how to control them, all I know is that they course through my veins with a life of their own, and that I am afraid to unleash them. Must I use them to solve this test?"
Now the voice in her head was beginning to annoy her, as the sound of Merlin's words resounded through her mind for a fourth time, you are here to be yourself and find the balance within your characteristics. After accomplishing this you will be able to reach the heights you were born to. Surprisingly, this message reassured her and gave Crystal a new, stronger resolve, to open the door and combat the danger on the other side.
Crystal readjusted her gaze and started to form a plan in her mind. She did not want to destroy the door, it might prove to be her only barrier if she could not fend off the being on the other side, so she wanted to open it while keeping it intact. Her eyes turned to the door knob and saw that there was a key hole. This too released a fraction of light and Crystal was surprised that she had only noticed it now.
She would pick the lock. But she would not do it with a key pick, rather she was meant to use magic, this was clear. Focusing on the task at hand, Crystal began to feel her body warm as the energy coursing through her quickened its pace, reaching all crevasses of her body in a ten seconds cycle, then speeding up, doubling its pace, and completing its cycle every second. Its speed was continuously increasing.
Crystal felt like her innards were burning, tears began to well up in her eyes, and she questioned the wisdom of summoning this energy, this power, that she had not used for many years. Her gaze hardened as she stood her ground and tried to ignore the pain. It will dissipate as soon as the door is open, she told herself, then I will bid it away and complete this task at hand. I need only keep my concentration and then I shall succeed.
Still feeling the heat of the energy moving within her, Crystal started to walk toward the door. She found that the pain was lessoning, and she hoped it meant that she had gained some control over the energy. With one swift movement of her arm, Crystal reached out to the key hole, and willed it to open. Heeding her wish, blue flames rushed from her fingers, filled the key whole, and the door sprung open.
The action done, Crystal tried to chill her blood and will the magic away, as well. The light from the other side flooded the tunnel, and Crystal could not open her eyes from the pain it brought upon her. She swayed from the impact of the entire situation and reached for something to lean on, to support her, she found the door frame.
She had done it, she had opened the door. The task had left her dizzy and disoriented, but is had been completed none the less. But her celebration was short lived as she recalled the scene that she had glimpsed through the peep hole. Was it still here, around her, now? Did she dare open her eyes and behold her new situation? Was the task truly completed, or was that only the beginning?
Part 13 coming soon.
Sunday, September 2, 2007
Message Board - Update 9-02-07
*SEP walks in smiling broadly.*
Yes, it seems things are getting back on track. Sarah Rutti is in the process of writing the next installment in "Secret Discoveries," and is should be up shortly. In the meantime, I started a short story section. For an index of short stories that will appear randomly, click HERE. Have a great "holiday" weekend!
- SEP
SHORT STORY 1 - "THE TEACHER"
Hello Everybody!!! Sarah Rutti is working on the next update for "Secret Discoveries" so I wrote a short piece that is only a part of a whole story. If you're interested, maybe I'll write more... Let me know what you think.
"The Teacher"
By: SEP
I find it hard to see down the halls of this building. The Manor in which I presently reside is large, and the hallways are dark at night. I pulled my robe a little closer around myself and looked around the sides of statues for children out of bed. The children are not aloud out of their dormitories past ten, and we, the teachers, are obligated to patrol the hallways from ten to twelve to ensure that no miscreants are running around.
The dark began annoying me, so I reached out with my mind questing for students who might be hiding in the dark. There were plenty of empty rooms and statues where they could be hiding, but my mental query found nothing at first. Then, my mind touched the mind of another, but not a student. The next moment Assistant Head Master Eugene Jenkins came around the corner. His swift and silent movements had made him undetectable without my mental sweep.
He is a handsome man, tall and athletically built. At least six foot four, he towers over me and his delicate face has an aristocratic look to it. While he is attractive his black hair and blue eyes struck me as dangerous, especially glinting in the moonlight. The fact that he is young, perhaps twenty-six, is also a warning. Youth and power deserve respect. He smiled when he saw me standing in the hallway, and I got the feeling he understood what I had been doing.
“Miss Aloisia Halliday. A pleasant surprise this is.”
Immediately, I pulled all defenses I had into check. Envisioning a marble wall surrounding myself, I greeted him with a reciprocating smile. “Likewise Mr. Jenkins. I would rather meet you than errant children at this late hour.” We had only just met yesterday, but I wondered how much this man knew about me. He was, after all, the Headmaster’s right hand man, but the other teachers had told me little about him. He had been away “training” for the past year, but the lack of information regarding his “training” made me wonder just what he had been studying.
“Indeed, I understand the sentiment. It has been a while since I last patrolled the halls of Eaton, but I remember well the nuisance of patrolling.” He smiled a charming smile at me, and for a moment I thought I felt the brush of a questing mind upon my mental barrier. The sensation vanished before I could be sure it existed. “Have a good night.”
“Thank you, you too,” I said automatically smiling myself. As we passed each other I could not keep myself from glancing back. He was handsome yes, but I could not shake the sneaking suspicion that he was a dangerous man, at least as dangerous as the headmaster. Indeed, anyone familiar with Eaton would understand my caution.
Currently, I am serving as a teacher in the prestigious government institution known as Eaton, which has all manner of schools including primary, secondary, and even university level education. Eaton is unusual in that children are chosen to attend, by the government, depending on any special abilities the child might have. From the age of ten to fourteen all children across the country are tested for abilities, gifts, freakish powers, call it what you will. Of course, this is one of the best kept secrets in the country, and I still find myself wondering how they keep it quiet.
Children usually arrive, are educated, and then placed into government positions depending upon their abilities. I was unusual in the respect that I was brought to the Eaton at the age six. Some are allowed to visit their home and family, but permission is granted on a sliding scale depending on how dangerous one is considered to be.
Because of this scale, I was never allowed to leave and have not seen my parents in fourteen years.
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Secret Discoveries (Part 11)
Secret Discoveries Part 11 BY: SEP
Michiko was angry. She had been transported to a different place, although that was not the correct word for the void she had visited. The mere memory of the vast, black, emptiness was scary, and there was so much she did not understand. She had experienced terror, confusion, and now, despite her Aunt's welcome, she still was not being told anything. Even now, minutes after they had sat down, Aunt Morgana was staring at her over the top of a cup a tea, which she had insisted on drinking before talking about anything consequential. The pregnant silence from before was nothing compared to the venomous resentment Michiko was feeling now.
Morgana smiled at the princess, sensing the turmoil within. Michiko had had enough. "Aunt Morgana, please wipe your self-satisfied smile off your face and be kind enough to tell me what is going on."
Morgana's shocked expression revealed the boldness and rudeness of Michiko's words. Serves her right, thought Michiko.
Morgana's sudden laughter filled the room. "I should have known you would be different from Crystal." Morgana placed her saucer and tea cup upon a side table, and looked up in time to see the mounting fury in Michiko's face, but she wasn't fast enough to stop
Michiko's torrent of words.
"What do you mean by all of this?" The fury in Michiko's voice was palatable, as though her anger were thickening and heating the air within the sitting room. "You scare me half to death while talking in a cryptic manner, clearly attempting to skirt a complicated issue. Who am I if I'm not Crystal? Why did you rename me? WHAT IS GOING ON?!?" Michiko had bellowed the last question, and her own fury and emotion alarmed her.
On the one hand, she had all the memories of Crystal growing up as princess for as far back as she could remember. Now, she felt a break between her childhood and present self. How could one person change so drastically in so short a time? She could feel the difference in her very being. Her demeanor was different, she was thinking differently, and certainly she was acting differently. When had she ever shouted at anyone? Suddenly, she realized that she never had shouted, never had lost control so badly. The sudden realization cowed her, and she barely repressed the sudden desire to run from the room and hide from this nightmare, her present reality.
"Calm yourself child." Morgana looked alarmed, making a jerky movement with her arm as though she wanted to comfort her niece. "I have some answers to your questions, but not all. However, you must calm yourself before we can speak."
Michiko clamped down sharply on her emotions, and the control must have been immediately apparent for Morgana began speaking. Her words came slowly, but built momentum as magic thickened around her, supporting the momentous words.
“You are no longer yourself, ” Morgana began. The statement was strange and hung in the air between them, but Morgana continued before Michiko could make a sarcastic remark. “In essence, this change began a long time ago, when you were still a child.”
Michiko felt confused but held her tongue, watching in wonder as the magic around Morgana grew thicker, and her Aunt’s words grew stronger. “I am sure that you remember your original meeting with Merlin. That day of your fifth birthday he tested you for magic. You see, magic should run strongly in the royal family, yet none of your siblings ever had even the slightest trace. Indeed, magic is your family’s right and honor. You being the youngest child, Merlin was sure that if your siblings did not have magic, you at the very least would have some magical talent.” A cold, sad, smile appeared on Morgana’s face. “Alas, Merlin has made one mistake too many I see.” Her voice trailed off as she remembered past events. “You never were the same after that meeting.”
Morgana tried to focus on Michiko, and Michiko felt as though a weight settled upon her shoulders as Morgana’s eyes locked upon her own. “The spell was too strong,” Morgana said simply. “I do not know what transpired between you both, but the result sits before me. You are a part of Crystal, and yet you are separate. Some recent event must have separated the already damaged parts of Crystal. Do not ask me what parts. Do not ask me what you are exactly. That is something I do not know. Presently we are not in the physical world, so I do not know if you have a physical manifestation. Here and now I can say that you both look exactly alike, but you are different in some fundamental aspects, different as any two people. This is one reason why I renamed you, although I also felt compelled by a magical force to do so. Your new name is Michiko, daughter of wisdom. You must help Crystal, for you are she, and she is you. Be wise, be strong, and may your journey be swift.”
The sweeping intensity of Morgana’s odd words pierced Michiko, and she mentally recoiled, reeling backward within herself in response to all she had just been told. Abruptly, Michiko found herself floating in the black void once more, circling the hourglass and pedestal. The familiar terror filled her, but, before she was paralyzed with fright, Morgana appeared next to her – a surprisingly calm force within the pressing silence.
“My niece, I hate to leave you in this state, but I feel a pull I can no longer withstand. I must heed this call. Yet, lastly, know that you need not fear this place. It is only the void within your torn soul now empty with the loss of your other half. Crystal does not yet realize this place exists… You can help her….” Morgana’s body and voice were fading now.
“NO, Aunt Morgana, do not leave me! There is still so much I do not understand.” Michiko was trying to suppress the hysteria in her voice, but it was not working.
Softly, Morgana’s voice responded out of the darkness. “You shall know what to do child. Think. Access your innate wisdom… Michiko.”
It was then that Michiko realized she was alone. The tears upon her cheeks were as comforting as they were troubling.
*****
(Note to reader: These asterisks will signal that the story is shifting back to a different topic. Since we don’t have chapters, this is the best way to signal a change in subject.)
Next--> Part 12 Coming Soon!Correspondence from a missing writer
*SEP runs into the room shame-faced and flings herself in prostration before the angry masses.*
I'M SORRY!!! I've been errant in my ways. SORRY! SORRY! I'm trying to write, but juggling my new job and life just isn't leaving me with much time for other stuff. OK, it's the time of year for new starts - let's see if I can keep my writing deadlines. Here one should note that I, NOT Sarah Rutti, is responsible for the late update this week. OK, let me go fix this...
- SEP
P.S. I hope the long post makes up for the fact that it was late. Thanks for your understanding and patience! :D
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Secret Discoveries (Part 10)
photo source: http://www.castles.org/castles/Europe/Western_Europe/Spain/Madrid%20Royal%20Palace/madrid4.jpgThe scene of Crystal and Merlin faded within the orb as both wandered into the darkness of the hallway. As the vision within the glass ball disappeared, the Princess who, had been watching the orb, felt the darkness and uncertainty break her resolve. “But, but, who am I then?” Her voice wavered in the darkness, and the response was unnerving.
“I am glad you see sense child,” came the unearthly voice, “you cannot be Crystal, for one person cannot exist in two places at once. Yet, come child, do not fret. We shall rename you to avoid confusion, and then I shall tell you things your other half does not understand.”
“My other half?”
“Do not interrupt me.” The voice sounded cold, calculating, and distant. Then power exploded from the darkness. Its tendrils seemed to permeate the nothingness and struck the young princess with force. “Hence forth you shall be known as Michiko, my ‘child of beautiful wisdom.’ I expect you to live up to this name. Become wise my child… Michiko.”
“Michiko?” The princess said the name slowly, feeling the taste of it upon her tongue. “Daughter of beautiful wisdom? Is that what this name means? My name?” She felt confused. The power of her naming filled her and she felt her very essence tingle in response to the new name. Now, she was Michiko. She felt the correctness of this naming resound throughout her being.
Michiko’s resolve returned, her nerves soothed by the infusion of power from her naming. “Tell me friend; please explain my situation to me, for I find myself confused and unsure of my standing.” Her voice was strong again; fear of the ownerless voice had vanished.
“Ah, child,” the disembodied voice was gentle, so gentle one might weep at its tender inflections, “come, let us discuss your past, present, and future.”
Suddenly, the orb and hourglass disappeared, while simultaneously a grand throne room materialized out of the darkness. Indeed, the room was massive. The walls were gilded, covered in gold paint and partially hidden behind large red velvet curtains that hung throughout the room. The floor was covered in marble and the ceiling painted in frescos that moved slowly with the stars and sun like a huge clock. On a dais at the back of the room sat a woman of perfect beauty who seemed to glow with inner power. In fact, Michiko noticed that it was hard to look at the woman. Her features seemed perfect from afar, but if Michiko looked closer the woman became less distinct.
Michiko was curious now, and walked forward to better look at her host. When she was within fifty feet of the dais she stopped to curtsy, and as she raised her head, the woman’s features were discernable at last.
“AUNT MORGANA?!?” Michiko cried in surprise.
“I’m glad you recognized me at last child. Yes, we have much to discuss.”
Michiko was stunned. She stood, staring, as her aunt slowly rose and walked the last fifty steps to greet her. Morgana kissed Michiko on the cheek then slowly walked Michiko past the throne to a small door behind a velvet curtain where a sitting room was revealed. The two sat down facing each other as the silence between them swelled, unanswered questions creating a chasm between them.
Next --> Part 11
Saturday, August 11, 2007
Update: HELLO!
*Walks in straight backed and proud.*
Yes, we are no longer ashamed to admit that life is getting the better of us (or perhaps here I should speak in the singular). All in all, we're (I'm) working on it. How does that sound? I'm in the process of working on an update, so if you wait patiently I'll have something, that you'll find worth reading, ready by tomorrow night G-d willing. Have a good one!
- SEP
Sunday, August 5, 2007
Sorry (again)
Sara and I have been having a GREAT time on vacation. Unfortunately, we have been unable to write the next part of the story. Please sit tight and have patience while we try to post it soon. Thank you. :-D
Wednesday, August 1, 2007
Secret Discoveries (part 9)
Crystal slowly approached the object, drawn toward the white light that was being emitted from the orb. As she reached the ball, the light faded and the scene with her and Merlin resumed. Her previous questions still hung in the air, “Am I to know and deduce what all this means? Because there are many things that are bearing on my mind, none of which, I fear, I will be able to answer on my own. May I ask them of you or must I hold my tongue?” With a polite inquiring look, Crystal finished her statement and gazed up at the tall figure of Merlin, waiting. He tilted his head slightly to the right and smiled down and the girl.
“Child,” he said. “You do not know what you ask of me, or you would have lessened the burden of these statements. For me to explain all that has transpired and all that will, would require me to be the G-d I am not. However, you are right to ask about the past. Though I may only reveal some of it at a time, you must be patient. Speak your questions to me now and I will answer a few for the time being. It may be that you will come to realize the others in the near future.”
Shuffling her feet, Crystal thought about what Merlin response, “Very well,” sighed Crystal, “I will unleash my tongue to questions.” With that she stood up strait and attempted to carry herself like the princess she was supposed to be. Crystal shifted through the many questions in her mind and decided on the ones that were most prevalent and of the broadest scope, so that she might spawn new questions with their answers. “Firstly, where am I? Secondly, why have a come here? And thirdly, what am I to do here? These are three of the many questions consuming my mind, I will continue when these are dealt with.”
With a content smile Merlin responded, “Honorable questions, my girl, I will try to answer them to your liking. As of now, you are in my house, this is the back door. As you have notice, you are not in Camelot, you are in my Isle, though you might be leaving very soon. Why have you come here, why not? You have been summoned to prove your abilities in wit, intelligence, and self dependence. It is necessary for us to know what your strengths are and if we might trust you with future tasks. To deduce this you must be tested. So answers your third question, you are here to be yourself and find the balance within your characteristics. After accomplishing this you will be able to reach the heights you were born to.” With a twinkle in his eye, Merlin finished, turned to his right, and started into the tunnel to the far right of the entrance way.
Crystal had not expected his abrupt departure from the room, and had to collect herself before fully realizing what he was doing. By the time she could move her body in response, he was half immerged in the shadows of the tunnel. Running after him, afraid to be alone again, Crystal followed Merlin into the dimly lit tunnel.
Ehrm - Oops...
*Shuffles in, peaks around looking shame-faced.*
Sara and I on Vacation!
Sorry that we were late, and had a huge miscommunication about weather or not the story was posted. We were having too much fun ;-D
Sunday, July 22, 2007
Secret Discoveries (Part 8)
photo source: http://www.markbeebe.com/Orb-Dark-Carnival.jpgThe image had faded. Crystal was trying to stay calm as the light from the orb dimmed to a dull luminescence. The place was dark, and the darkness seemed to breathe and pull on her. Crystal looked around feeling small and helpless. She had not felt this way since she was five and had been presented at her first adult ball.
Crystal had been small for her age. Indeed, she could still remember the forest of skirts and breeches that had trapped her, bearing down upon her as she tried to negotiate crossing the enormous ballroom. On the verge of tears Sheeba had saved her, taking her hand and leading her to the edge of the room near the punch bowl. Smiling down at her young charge, Sheeba had said, "Don't cry Princess, the ball is only scary if you don't know who the people are. You'll grow, and you'll make friends, and one day you'll enjoy the dancing and talking. For now, you may stay with me." And they had played. Sheeba pretended to hide behind the huge drapes framing the balconies, and then, while both were laughing, Sheeba had pulled Crystal out onto the balcony and taught her how to search for and find constellations amongst the starts.
Crystal looked upwards into the black void wondering if some star would shine upon her and offer some light, comfort, or perhaps protection. 'Strange that Sheeba's words should come back to me now, in this place of horrible emptiness,' thought Crystal, shivering. "Hello," she said to the darkness. Her voice sounded feeble in vast emptiness. Something within Crystal hardened. 'I am no longer a child, and I refuse to fear the unknown.' Now, in a strong and steady voice she announced, "I am Princess Crystal, daughter of King Arthur who is ruler of Great Britain, and a niece of the great Sorceress Morgana. I pay homage to you. Please be so kind as to honor me with your presence."
Immediately the darkness seemed to change. She felt rather than saw the new presence, and although she suddenly felt fear wash over her, palpable as water, she stood tall and erect before the crystal ball and hourglass. Then, an omnipotent voice broke over her like a wave, high and shrill, yet deep with tones of malice, and hissing as though stone were melting from the presence of acid. "We both know you are not Crystal... You saw Crystal in this very orb before you."
Crystal's heart clenched. She had not wanted to consider the vision still playing before her eyes. She heard a chuckle float towards her, the voice mocking her thinly veiled panic. "Come, come child, let us discuss reason. Perhaps another vision from the ball will persuade you."
Immediately, dazzling light filled Crystal's eyes, half blinding her, and despite her wish to look away, to run in terror, she felt compelled to look within the orb.
NEXT --> Part 9
Saturday, July 21, 2007
Ta-da! Look who's posting ontime.
Yes readers, as you can see, faith is well placed in us. I'm happy to say that this post is on time and more interesting than ever! We are falling deeper into the story, and shocking as it all may be, stick with us to learn more about Crystal and her arduous adventure.
“The true mystery of the world is the visible, not the invisible.” - Oscar Wilde
What will come next?!? Only time will tell.
:D
- SEP & SRS
Monday, July 16, 2007
Secret Discoveries (Part 6.1 - Bear With Us)
Reader Discretion Advised - Be forewarned that this is a little dark.
EDITOR'S NOTE: I'm sorry if this creates a bit of confusion, but part 7 was posted a little prematurely. This section of the story continues from Part 5 [to jog your memory]. Just to clarify, this is part of the same story you have seen. Everything will become clear later.
photo source: http://www.toweringflat.com/Juhi%20by%20the%20crystal%20ball.JPGPart 6.1 - By: SEP
But Crystal wasn't fast enough. The darkness which she had spied twisting at the edges of the forest shot out to greet her. She screamed, but the sound mas muffled by the darkness twisting itself around her body, down her mouth, and into her lungs. She tried to breathe, but breath eluded her. Chocking, she clawed at the wispy darkness that could not be held, while her convulsing body fought the mist to no end. It was a nasty death, but when her body was silent and still, the darkness slowly crept back to the forest waiting for its next victim, while the dancing flames of grass caressed the once beautiful hair of the fallen princess.
Feeling a horrible weight of responsibility upon her shoulders, she floated, for she was not walking, towards the crystal ball to behold the sight within. What she saw made her heart skip a beat. Within the crystal ball she saw - herself. She saw herself running in the forest where she had just been attacked by the gray smoke. Her heart pounding madly, Crystal watched the ball intently, waiting, uncertain of what was occurring.
PLEASE FORGIVE US!!!
Dear Loyal Readers,
Please forgive our errant ways! The past two weeks have been extremely busy for both SR and myself (SEP). While this is no excuse for our late posting of chapters, we ask that you be patient as we enter the rocky time known as "finals/test-storm/monsoon-exam" season. Thank you again for your loyalty, and G-d willing, Part 8 will be posted on July 22nd without delay. Have a great week and be safe. It is the 9 days after all.
Sincerely,
SEP an SRS
Sunday, July 8, 2007
Secret Discoveries (Part 7)
photo source: http://www.teresalayman.com/images/miniature-cottage-doll-hous.jpgStory #7 SRS
The slam of the door aroused Crystal from her wonder. With her shock and confusions still prevalent on her face, she looked around her. The mound looked much larger from the inside, then from without. The door, which appeared from the outside to be as tall as a child, was a foot taller then Merlin. The circular hall that Crystal stood in was two times bigger then the outside structure of the mound. Additionally, there were several corridors branching off from the hall that she was in, indicating that the hall was no more then an appetizer to prepare one for the majority of the building that lay unseen behind the walls.
These disproportions only added to Crystal’s confusion. Her head range with questions and no answers. The five W’s played in her head, what, where, when, why, and how? They danced about, controlling her thoughts and keeping her to ponder and search for the answers. Merlin’s words convinced her that this was another test, as he called it, like the one she had ‘taken’ on her 8th birthday. But that test had left her scared and afraid of herself. She had departed the experience perplexed and with no one to ask her questions to. Maybe now she was meant to ask Merlin her questions? Though that seemed strange? If he wanted her to ask questions, why hadn’t he stayed with her after her last test and given her the opportunity to ask him? He had left her as quickly as Sheeba had, and since then he had not come back?
After many minutes of silence, Crystal turned to Merlin and asked, “Am I to know and induce what all this means, because there are many questions that are bearing on my mind? None of which, I fear, I will be able to answer on my own. Am I free to speak my mind and ask them to you or must I hold my tongue?
NEXT --> Part 8
Sunday, July 1, 2007
Secret Discoveries (part 6.2)
Part 6.2 By: SRS
After ten minutes of running, which was very difficult to do in a gown, Crystal spotted what looked like a hut on the edge of the horizon. She couldn’t make out the details for the domain, since she was still far away, but the hopes that there was help within made her run faster. As she got closer, Crystal began to see that it wasn’t a hut at all. Rather, it was a small mound of dirt, like a hill, with a door in it. The door seemed short as an entrance into a home, surely not big enough to hold a grown adult. Poking out the top of the hill, with billows rising from it, was a stout chimney. The mound of dirt was obviously an inhabitance, though Crystal had never seen the like of it before. This didn’t surprise her much, since everything in the land was new and original.
Oddly, there was no fence surrounding the property. Nothing marked the end or beginning of the owned land around the hut. This made the mound look inviting and welcoming. If the dwellers were opposed to visitors, surely there would be a fence or sign warning company from entering. This realization made Crystal a bit more confidant to knock on the door; as, she was minimizing the short distance that remained between her and the mound.
Finally, just as the last sun touched the horizon, ready to follow its mate beneath the planet, Crystal walked up to the door in the hill. She glanced behind her to see the twisted shadows and obscured movements of the night. They were almost on her now, about to engulf her in their murky embrace. She hadn’t realized how close they were, her concentration being fully on that task of reaching the door. Now it surprised her to see them so close. The shadows were unlike those of earths, if this was a different planet. They swirled like smoke and were composed of all the hues that black and gray could emit.
Assured now that she must leave the night, Crystal raised her hand and knocked on the door. Immediately following her knock, the door swung inward. Standing in the doorway was Merlin. He filled the doorway to its max and was garbed in the same robes that he wore on her 5th birthday. He looked pleased to see her, his red eyes bright and sparkling. Softly he spoke, “Welcome Crystal, you have passed the first test. You’ve done well. I’ve been expecting you for some time now, please come in before the night does.”
He stretched out his arm and encouraged the shocked Crystal into the mound. His touch was gentle, yet firm. He did not want to completely frighten the girl but it was necessary that he close the door very soon. He could not allow the darkness to penetrate his back door. Fortunately, Crystal followed his lead and entered. Instantly, the door shut when she cleared the entrance.
NEXT --> Part 7