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Hi, my name is Cara
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 | Broken Wings (part 4) |
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 5 with 4 vote(s)
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| Created: 2008-11-20 04:23:42 |
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A single phrase was written.
“decor adveho in sulum vultus quod amplitudo.” She read. “Beauty comes in every shape and size.” She smiled to herself with pleasure as she put the statue in her bag. She would open the book after she ate.
She lifted one of the small pink berries to her lips and bit in. The succulent juice spurted from it. She licked her lips. It tasted good to eat something sweet. After eating three of the small berries she began to feel dizzy and tired. She shook her head to get rid of the feeling. Cara stood and walked towards the little stream that was near her. She wobbled and fell to her knees. Her vision went funny. She was seeing double of everything.
“This can’t be good.” She slurred her words as if drunk. She dipped her hands in the water and pulled them out just as quickly.
“Ooh that’s cold.” She muttered like a child. She crawled back to her bag and heaved it onto her back. She stood and caught herself on a tree so as not to fall. She stumbled forwards into out of the clearing and into the thick forest.
A loud crack from above made her cry out. Something fell from the tree hitting her on the head. She wobbled slightly then fell over. She lay on her back. A small figure stood above her. He or she, Cara wasn’t sure, stood just above waist height. It had Dark skin, long untamed hair, mud coloured eyes and a bow in its right hand. She rubbed her eyes.
“Exsisto etiam extraneus!” It yelled at her.
“What…You?” she asked blinking continuously to try and see more of her surroundings. Her tongue felt thick and heavy in her mouth. When she moved again she heard the same demand. She interpreted it as Be still stranger. They were speaking Latin. Her vision darkened and she fell back on the grass.
When Cara woke she lay on bed of soft green moss like substance. Where am I? She thought. The only thing she remembered was eating the pink berries. A wet cloth fell from her brow as she sat up. Swinging her legs from the bed she strode to the doorway. A small animal like thing pushed past her and she jumped back in fright. She grabbed a rope to balance her. She peered over the edge of the bridge. She was at least fifty feet off the ground. All around her were various bridges leading from place to place.
“Si vos servo jumping inter amo ut in vestri legs you'll terminus sursum in silva solum vultus amo a mortuus toad.” Laughed the animal being.
It was female and as Cara understood, it spoke Latin. She had said, “If you keep jumping around like that on your legs, you'll end up on the forest floor looking like a dead toad.”
“What are you?” Cara asked. “I mean…” She went to reply in Latin but the animal cut her off.
“desino,” She said. “We understand and can converse in english, along with numerous other tongues.”
Cara sat taken aback.
“We are populus of silva. The people of the forest. Though we call ourselves angelus custodies.” She replied.
“Angel Keepers?” Cara asked.
“Yes, that’s what I said was it not?” She replied walking over to the fire.
“What is your name?” Cara asked sitting on a stool.
“My name is Vigoratus, but most call me Vigo.” Vigo replied.
“Healer?”
“Yes, I am the Healer of Occultus Silva Villa.” Vigo answered.
“I’m in the Hidden Forest Village.” Cara declared.
“Well of course. That be where you are.” Vigo said walking out the door.
“Where are you going?” Cara asked and stood.
“You may come along.” Vigo said. “If you wish to.”
“Yes.” Cara said following Vigoratus out the little flap of the door and headed down the bridge.
They came to a cross section and turned right heading in the direction of another petite hut which like Vigo’s wrapped around the tree. Though it had been built the majority of the way to the top where it ended as a substantial hut. They entered the small hut and Cara found that stairs wound their way up the hut. She stooped as she climbed so that she didn’t hit her head on the low roof.
It took them ten minutes to arrive at the top. By the time they did Cara was wincing with pain from having bent over the entire way up. She straightened up right as she stepped out into the bigger room. This hut seemed to have three separate rooms instead of just the one in Vigo’s.
“Ah, Vigoratus. You got my message then.” A voice said from the balcony.
“Your highness,” Vigo said Bowing low. “As you asked I have brought the girl.”
“Oh yes.” He said stepping into view. “What is your name?”
Cara was stunned to see that he wasn’t a angelus custodies. He looked to be only a year older then her. He was in human form, but something seemed different. He had short black hair and bright green eyes. He was taller then her but only just.
“I am Cara, and you are?”
“What is your true name Cara?” He asked.
“Tell me yours first.” She replied.
“Cara, that’s not how you respect a prince. Be polite.” Vigo said.
“Prince?”
“Yes, I am the Procer of Occultus Silva Villa.”
“How did it become that one of the angel keepers aren’t prince?”
“Because they rule under my family. My family have given them hope for centuries. And with the passing of my mother last month, I have taken charge.”
“And what be your name?”
“You must answer me first, because your true name will tell me whether or not I can trust you.” Replied the prince.
“Delia Luna.” Cara Said.
“Bright Moon.” He kneeled before her.
“What are you doing?” She asked.
“My name is maero, also known as Sorrow.” He said standing.
“Why did you bowel?” Cara asked again.
“Because of your royalty.” |
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