"This is your camp?" It was small. Just a tent with a cooking pot dangling over a fire, held up by sticks. It was exactly what Snow had imagined a camp to be. "Yup!" said Marcus proudly. "Well, if we have to move we better start packing." Marcus began to take down the tent, while Snow packed up the blankets, supplies and food. When all was put into a few large satchels, they set off. "The Kingdom we're going to isn't very far away. We'll contact your kingdom through a messenger. I shall tell them I'm sorry I had to leave, and I saw their daughter get killed." said Marcus. "It is no longer my kingdom." Snow said proudly, "I walk alone now." "But you are not alone. We will have each other's backs." Snow smiled. "I promise I will."
Over the trees, Snow could see the top of a castle. "Can you see the castle?" asked Marcus. She nodded. As they got closer, she could see more of the castle. It was large. Bigger than her old home, but less elegant. It stood there saying, "You WILL listen to me. I AM better than you." "This is the Kingdom of Rain. It is a large kingdom. The king, King Thomas, is known best for his unusual requests and laws." "You seem to know a lot about this kingdom Marcus." "I always research the kingdoms I travel to."
They walked up to the guards at the entrance to the castle. "Good day kind sirs." said Marcus respectfully, "I am Marcus. I cone around to kingdoms to take care of odd jobs. This is my partner, Lydia. We have come to help your king." The guards nodded and guided them inside. Lydia? Mouthed Snow. Marcus shrugged. They came to a large room that looked as though it were made entirely of gold. Everything, from the floor to the thrones were shining with a golden glow. The king sat on the largest throne. He was enormously fat, and wore what looked more like a jester's clothing. He had a small pointy beard, and the largest crown you will ever see. It stretched up to the ceiling, and was adorned with many jewels.
He smiled and laughed as they walked in, making the fat on his stomach move in strange ways. Snow felt like she was going to throw up. Marcus on the other hand, smiled and walked up to the throne to shake hands politely with the King. "Marcus my boy! Welcome back! How have your travels been?" "I have been enjoying my travels as always Thomas." "That is good to hear." he turned to Snow, "And who are you dear lady?" She stood up straight, "I am a long, lost cousin of Marcus's. My name is Lydia." Now it was Marcus's turn to be shocked. "I did not know you had a cousin, dear Marcus?" "Neither did I." he said glaring at her. "Ah, yes. You did mention that you did not know her for some time. Let's get. to business now shall we?" Marcus and Snow stood before the king. "I need some help. The animals living in my castle do not like there living conditions. Your job is to find out what their natural home is, and create that in my home." Snow was speechless. "We shall do it dear King Thomas." said Marcus giving Snow a hard stare, though she had a feeling that Marcus had about as much of an idea as she had.
Tuesday, July 31, 2012
Sunday, July 29, 2012
Chapter 1: Snow Discovers That You Can Run From Home, But Home Will Follow.
It was pouring, thunder echoing around the cave. A flash of lighting lit the sky. The small girl shivering in the cold, damp cave knew she could stop only for a moment, or they would most certainly find her. Her dress felt like it weighed a ton, her bow had fallen out long ago, and she was soaked to the bone. She wore no shoes, and her feet were red and rough. Yet she did not regret running. She had no desire to live a pampered life.
She peered through the trees, and found she could still see the top-most tower of the castle. Though it was some comfort to see her home, she knew she had not run far enough. She stood up. If she did not move soon, they would surely find her.
She crept slowly out of the cave, her glossy black hair already whipping in the wind. She looked around for the soldiers that had followed her, still covered by the shadows. She didn't see anything, but she knew enough to know that not seeing anything didn't necessarily mean that nothing was there. She walked out, deciding that there weren't any soldiers (they were far to noisy). The forest was cold and not very welcoming. It wasn't as she had read forests to be at night. There weren't any beady yellow eyes staring at her for one, and this forest didn't happen to be as dense as others had been written to be. All and all, It would have been nice, if she wasn't being hunted.
She saw another flash of lighting and heard a large crack. She turned around as she started to smell the smoke. The fallen tree was going to cause a fire.
Suddenly everything was ablaze. The girl was sweating hard, and knew she would not be able to breathe for much longer. She was trapped in the fire. A small white hand suddenly came out of the blaze, covered her mouth and pulled her out. The hand, now accompanied by another, pushed her to the side of a tree. "You ARE just as they say, Snow white." She glared at him, "Your going to take me back aren't you." "Well, that was the plan." a boy, 14 maybe stepped out of the shadows, "but I know you don't wan't to go back. So I shall tell the Queen you have died, that I saw you myself be consumed by a wolf." "Why would you do such a thing? Why not return me? You will most certainly gain money." He looked straight at her, "because I was once in your shoes, kid. And someone did the same for me." She titled her head slightly, "You?" "Yes. There is a far off kingdom called Longsdale. Have you heard of it?" "Yes, When I was in study. It is quite a large kingdom." "'tis. The castle there was once what I called home. I ran away, though. Now I run around to different Kingdoms doing odd jobs." "Seems fun!" she said, now interested. "Sometimes. Sometimes they're just strange. Only a week ago someone asked me to kill their pet goat for jumping on them." Snow giggled, "I'm glad I don't live in that kingdom." The boy smiled, "My name is Marcus by the way." "Very nice to meet you, Marcus." "and you as well." he paused, "Snow, how would you like to travel with me? I certainly need the help." Her eyes grew wide, "Of course I'll help. You just saved my life!" He smiled, "We've got to get moving then."
She peered through the trees, and found she could still see the top-most tower of the castle. Though it was some comfort to see her home, she knew she had not run far enough. She stood up. If she did not move soon, they would surely find her.
She crept slowly out of the cave, her glossy black hair already whipping in the wind. She looked around for the soldiers that had followed her, still covered by the shadows. She didn't see anything, but she knew enough to know that not seeing anything didn't necessarily mean that nothing was there. She walked out, deciding that there weren't any soldiers (they were far to noisy). The forest was cold and not very welcoming. It wasn't as she had read forests to be at night. There weren't any beady yellow eyes staring at her for one, and this forest didn't happen to be as dense as others had been written to be. All and all, It would have been nice, if she wasn't being hunted.
She saw another flash of lighting and heard a large crack. She turned around as she started to smell the smoke. The fallen tree was going to cause a fire.
Suddenly everything was ablaze. The girl was sweating hard, and knew she would not be able to breathe for much longer. She was trapped in the fire. A small white hand suddenly came out of the blaze, covered her mouth and pulled her out. The hand, now accompanied by another, pushed her to the side of a tree. "You ARE just as they say, Snow white." She glared at him, "Your going to take me back aren't you." "Well, that was the plan." a boy, 14 maybe stepped out of the shadows, "but I know you don't wan't to go back. So I shall tell the Queen you have died, that I saw you myself be consumed by a wolf." "Why would you do such a thing? Why not return me? You will most certainly gain money." He looked straight at her, "because I was once in your shoes, kid. And someone did the same for me." She titled her head slightly, "You?" "Yes. There is a far off kingdom called Longsdale. Have you heard of it?" "Yes, When I was in study. It is quite a large kingdom." "'tis. The castle there was once what I called home. I ran away, though. Now I run around to different Kingdoms doing odd jobs." "Seems fun!" she said, now interested. "Sometimes. Sometimes they're just strange. Only a week ago someone asked me to kill their pet goat for jumping on them." Snow giggled, "I'm glad I don't live in that kingdom." The boy smiled, "My name is Marcus by the way." "Very nice to meet you, Marcus." "and you as well." he paused, "Snow, how would you like to travel with me? I certainly need the help." Her eyes grew wide, "Of course I'll help. You just saved my life!" He smiled, "We've got to get moving then."
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