Here's a story that I started on a whim, based on a crack novel that dear Pip is writing. I don't know why, but it inspired me for a story, and I decided to write it down. I hope you enjoy it! *grins evilly*
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Beth sat on a small hill at the shores of the small lake and looked out towards the western mountains. The sun was setting low behind the majestic tooth-edged peaks, and the last rays of the day were sparkling on the ripples of the water, throwing reflections into Beth's dark, thoughtful eyes as they did so. A soft, meditative wind rose, and twirled her rich dark hair around her olive-skinned face and neck, but she was too lost in her own thoughts to brush it behind her ear again, so she let it play.
Her eyes rose from the rhythmic, continuous motion of the lake to the silhouette of Mount Veracity, and as she traced its edges in her mind, she reflected on the problem set before her. She knew that Kale was in trouble. She had been feeling it all day, working its way through all her bones with a sure, laborious fire. And accompanying the flame was a blade of ice that cut through her muscles one by one - the knowledge that she was the only one who could help him.
She wanted to help him, of course. And she knew with certainty that sooner or later, she would go to him. She would not be able to stop herself - what could she do to resist the invisible force that was even now tugging at her limbs, drawing her irresistibly to the east? But that didn't make going any easier, and it didn't take away the fear that rested heavy in her chest, keeping her from moving. The problem before her was so riddled with unknowns, and the unknown was exactly the thing that Beth hated. But those unknowns were coupled with the one dreadful certainty that, by rescuing him, she would be setting events into motion that she would have no way of stopping, once they had been started. She had waited so, so long for this day, this time - and yet now that it was here, she was afraid. Revealing herself to him would not be an easy thing, for either of them.
But there was one thought that gave a small glow of warmth to her heart, and that was the thought of Kale himself. Kale - once this was all over, she would be glad for Kale. He was her one hope, her one ambition. She would go and rescue him.
The sun had set now: the reflections had disappeared from the lake, and the sky behind the mountains was fading into dusk. Beth slowly rose to her feet, looking for one last time at Mount Veracity, and then turned and began to jog toward the east, running faster and faster as she went, lest fear should catch up with her.
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**Note: As my story is still in the making, all names, places, and events may be subject to change.** Copyright 2009 Cherise A. Do not reproduce at all without my express permission. If you like what I do, you can link to me instead. |
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Apr. 25, 2009 - Untitled Comment
*grins*
*wishes it was Cael instead of Kale*
*laughs at all the asterisks*