Eavesdropping: Chapter 1A Chapter by Jules
Previous Version This is a previous version of Eavesdropping: Chapter 1. Eavesdropping They would find me. Even in these dense woods at night, they would find me. The rain and hail was all that kept them from finding me. I inched myself up onto the next branch of the pine tree. My brown leather cloak and hood, along with my leather pants and riding boots were the only things saving me from the inclement weather. As I turned to settle along the branch, it quivered in the wind, and my heart skipped a beat. The branch held firm though and taking a deep breath, I pulled myself up the rest of the way and settled down. I curled up my knees and crossed my arms tight against my frame attempting to hold in the fear fighting to escape me. To focus my mind, I sat there - trying - struggling to understand. A water drop landed on my knee. I watched as it followed an invisible path down my leg before disappearing. Like the water drop, people also followed paths. I saw this everyday, yet, like with the water drop, I could not discern why they chose one path over the other. I saw them move, make choices but not why. Invisible things motivated them to go here or there. What motivated the men that chased me? What motivated them to want to kill, to want more power? Why are some never satisfied with where they are and what they have? . . . . . . . . . Birds whistled in the surrounding trees. The storm would end soon. Then they'd come. To end my life. To keep their secret. I pulled on my necklace bringing out my whistle. Blowing on it, I heard nothing. I'm not supposed to hear anything. It's for my dragon, Lumin. With the storm moving on, he would be able to pick me up. I prayed he'd reach me before they did. In the distance I heard a sound that froze my heart splintering it into a million shards of fear. They had let the hunting dogs loose. My body trembled whether from fear, or from the cold, I didn't know. All I knew was I couldn't stay here. Jumping from limb to limb, I approached the roof of the forest while heading in the opposite direction of the dogs. I pulled out my whistle to call again when a dark shadow fell over me. I turned my head and faced a figure silhouetted by the emerging moon. I'd been found.
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Added on May 24, 2013Last Updated on May 27, 2013 Previous Versions AuthorJulesIAAboutI am looking to develop my writing. I have a long ways to go, but I am willing to listen and learn. I hope to make good friends here. :) more..Writing
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