Continued from last week’s post, we have Islyn’s latest adventure in writing right here!
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It was still dark when I set out. The sun was hours away from rising. But the darkness of night was no concern to me. The blue color lining the top of my wings, plus the orange and yellow markings within them, glowed gently, providing the perfect amount of light that I needed. Medium brown locks of hair were pulled into a side pony tail, their curls bouncing energetically every step I took. I wore ebony colored pants and a sleeveless hoodie that matched. Soft, black hand warmers covered my wrists and soothed the anxious tingles in my skin. My boots, strong and comfortable, covered the ground beneath my feet in swift, smooth strides.
Holding, tightly to the dark, grey side bag that held my clothing, money, and food, I snuck through the trees. Skillfully, I dodged in and out, over and under, and up and around. Reaching the end of the vast forest I’d just journeyed through, I looked around. In the darkness I saw the road and after a careful inspection of the world about me, stole towards it.
Mr. Nohj had told me that I would be able to walk freely down the road. It was a travel route and a lot of people used it. Being in Caldea, and not Shlavo, there were also less chances of someone suspecting me as a spy. Still, I was cautious as I approached the road. I knew Mr. Nohj was monitoring me as best he could until I got to the castle, but still I was wary. Though he knew exactly where I was, he couldn’t really help me. If I were to get attacked by a robber or any dangerous being, I would be on my own.
As I reached the road I heard a rustle in the trees a little ways ahead. Instinctively, my hand went to the bow hidden at my side, yet just as swiftly my brain told me my sword would be more useful if I was attacked. I continued moving, trying to appear calm while still keeping a watch around me. Looking up into the reaches of a big, old oak, I saw an owl. He moved, making the rustling sound I’d heard.
“Whee.” I breathed silently and kept walking.
The night around me was as dark as ever but I kept myself, with great effort, relaxed. Moving swiftly, I kept an eye on all my surroundings. Yet I tried not to act too worried or cautious in case I did have someone watching me.
The woods were scarier to look at from the outside! Inside I had known what was going on, but as I crept along beside the dark, tangled mass, I had no idea who or what was in side! Sounds erupted giving me miniature heart attacks every. My heart would leap in fright and my right hand would clench my bow, the other tensing, ready to grab my sword. But the sound would always pass.
I traveled for several hours often thinking back to the trip in the helicopter that had taken me to the woods. We’d had a five hour flight that took us over one sea and several countries. And when they’d sent me off I’d had a day to walk to get to the border of Shlavo. It was then I began to realize how far away I was from home.
Well, I’d thought, goodbye birds and butterfly candies. Onward! To . . . where ever I’m going!
I marched into day light happily and soon was able to take in my surroundings better. I had left the woods far behind. However, in the distance, I could see another mass of trees ahead of me. All around me were fields. I saw no houses, just rolling hills of growing herb life. Greens, yellows, reds, and all sorts of colors lined the road. I saw many different paths leading off the road and assumed they were leading to houses or maybe towns. Enjoying the breezes that tickled my face and the big blue sky, like none I had ever seen before, I traveled in silence.
As I strolled down the long empty road with nothing but the land and me, I began to feel rather small. The endless earth stretching out around me was so different than home. The giant sky above was an enormous thing I could compare nothing else to. And I began to wonder what I was doing and why? When I was so small what difference did I make?
My head was suddenly churning with questions. Why was I there? What did I think I could accomplish? I was so small! I could never make a difference! And at that moment, I crested a hill. I reached the top and stopped in shock.
A huge valley lay before me! The tree clump was clear at the other end of the valley opening its leafy arms as far away as I could see. But it was not the trees that interested me. It was the valley itself. Hills rolled all around it, fields spread out wide within it, and the sky above was a living, crystal blue. I was only on one, minuscule hill but I could see farther than I ever had in the mountains!
The land spread out, out, out, seemingly for ever. And turning around I saw that the scenery I had just walked through was the reverberating with the very same glory! I was shocked! The beauty of it filled me with some unknown awe; I had never even dreamed of land like that!
Slowly, I started forward. All at once, I couldn’t wait to reach the bottom of the valley to look back up at it all! Certain the view would be awe-striking, I headed swiftly onward. Moments later, I halted and stared. I wasn’t anywhere near a valley! The land was flat as a ruler.
And then I rememebered. When I’d been on the hill, the land behind me was a valley too. It looked like it went down into the ground but coming up to the hill I’d never noticed it. I decided the land sloped so gradually that no one would ever notice it, if it weren’t for that one, specific, little hill.
Weird! I mused in thought. I’d have missed the valleys if it weren’t for that hill.
And suddenly something clicked in my brain. That tiny hill brought something amazing, a beautiful view of the valleys, to the world. It didn’t matter one bit that it was miniature.
“Maybe it’s ok I’m small.” I noted. “I can probably do more than I can!”
That thought encouraged me and right then I was ready! I was ready for adventure, excitement, and maybe even out right fear. It was time. I had to get a panda and head straight home. With one last smile at the land around me I straightened my bag, tightened my ponytail, took a deep breath, and set of at a steady pace running down the road.
My adventure was about to begin!
And next week we’ll hear all about her brand new adventure! (If she makes it that far. Islyn is known for crazy, rash decisions. I know. Such confidence in my character. She should be fine . . . I think! 🙂 )