| Subject: A Story P.2 |
Author:
Hertin
|
[
Next Thread |
Previous Thread |
Next Message |
Previous Message
]
Date Posted: 16:49:01 09/11/05 Sun
Chapter 2
It was late the next morning. Hertin’s mother had just woken up, and was headed out to the kitchen to start breakfast. She entered the front room, and was surprised to find a short note from Hertin sitting on the kitchen table. “Well what could this be?” She said to herself. The note read:
Mother-
I have gone to the home of a new friend of mine, an otter by the name of Greyth. I will be home soon.
- Hertin
“Well, as long as he is a nice creature with a good family.” She said.
It was not what Hertin’s mother thought they would be doing. Hertin parried every thrust with her stick that she had against Greyth’s. “Good, good, and step to the left, parry, and Thrust! Well, Hertin, that’s all I know. The student has surpassed the teacher.” Greyth smiled as sweat trickled down his face.
Hertin was also breathing hard, but she had enjoyed the duel immensely. “Come on, just one more round, please?” She said to Greyth, who had fallen back into the snow.
“No way! You will kill me, please!” Greyth pleaded.
Hertin smiled and began singing a comic ditty that she had heard as a child.
Oh, the otter was a slinger,
But the hare didn’t care.
She caught him in combat with flair,
Oh, the otter tried his hardest,
But the hare was everywhere,
Next time instead of a hare,
Please fight elsewhere.
Kilarta laughed. “Hey, Hertin where did you learn that?”
Hertin smiled, a far away look in her eyes. “My dad taught it to me before he went to the Great Ten Season war. I was barely old enough to repeat the song, but I learned it, and will probably never forget it. It is very important to me. That was the last thing he ever said to me. He sang it to keep me form crying as he left. He was such a proud, proper creature in public, but in our home, he was as foolish as Terlik.” Hertin sighed. “I miss him. Somewhere over the sea, somewhere out there, I know he’s there. I can feel that he is still alive.” She sniffed. I’m coming father. Please wait for me. She walked back to the house, with Kilarta and Greyth following in her wake. As she reached home, she turned to Greyth. “Thank you, Greyth. You are a great teacher. I may never see you again, as I am leaving tomorrow morning for the army. I think you make your parents proud. Kilarta, I know you have a strong mind, and I want you to use it for the good of our country. Please don’t do anything foolish.” She turned to go inside. She looked at the creatures she had come to love over her shoulder. Please let them be safe.
Chapter 3
The next morning Hertin got up as the city clock chimed 5 o clock. She stopped at the table, and packed a bag of some of her mother’s biscuits, and a flagon of her mother’s best apple raspberry tea. She stepped out the door, and into the enveloping darkness, not to be seen in that region for years to come.
[
Next Thread |
Previous Thread |
Next Message |
Previous Message
]
| |
Feedback: 