QueenBC
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- Posted: Mon, 21 Feb 2005 18:05:32 +0000
I ran through the field, jumping over every weed in my path. I had to run faster if I wanted to reach my destination on time. My breath began to evaporate in the morning heat. I ran faster but couldn't catch my breath quick enough. I tripped and felt the hard ground against my face. I sat up and stretched. I returned to my feet, caught my breath, and ran across the field. I reached the house. I flung open the back door and raced inside. I went up the 18 flights of steps and saw him sitting in his reading chair, overlooking the entire village. "You're late," he said sternly, "you're very, very, late." I nodded. He turned to look at me, his golden eyes stern and angry. I looked at the floor. "I told you to come earlier," he said, standing. I didn't look up but I heard him shuffling across the floor. "Firith is waiting for you by the cottage," he said. I nodded and walked out of my father's study. I walked down all the flights of stairs and circled around the tree. I walked into the village. Noises and Elves bustled around me. I looked up as I neared the cottage. Firith was standing there, her long blond hair pulled back into two braids. She was standing there, fingering her necklace. I wiggled my way through a crowd of Elves and then approached her. She smiled at me when she saw me and said, "Let's go. Ampa left moments ago." I followed my younger sister into the cottage, where I greeted my mother with a smile as we passed. We went into the backroom where I saw my younger brother, Ampa, dressed neatly. He was pouring us tea. "Hello," he greeted us and handed me a cup. Firith was already drinking hers. I sat down and Ampa told us tomorrow was his last day in the Calma Village. We both nearly spit out our tea. "What?!" I almost shouted. Ampa shushed us and said, "I am going to the the village near the shore, the Edro Village. I will be gone for some months, for the Edro Village is going off to war and Father suggests I go as well." I stood, dropped my tea to floor, and ran out of the cottage. I ran up to the tree, up the flights of stairs, and I rampaged into my father's study. He was at his desk, writing something with his quill pen. "Father," I said angrily, "how can you send Ampa way to the Edro Village and to war?"
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