She had been walking since early dawn. It had been night for some time now and Naryn was growing weary. She trudged through the darkness, tripping over twigs and stumbling into trees. This was much harder than she thought it was going to be. She was cold and damp with sweat. She had no idea where to start first. "Should I go back and ask in town? Should I try someplace new?" She mummbled to herself. Finaly she sank down against a tree. She was so tired, but she felt a need to go on. She felt like if she didn't keep walking and searching, the answers would get away from her some how. "I have to get up." She said to herself. "I can't stop now". But it was no use, she drifted away against that tree and fell into the inevitable abyss of dreams that would not be denied. She saw a little brown haired girl, skipping about the fields with flowers in her hair. The little girl was smiling and so very happy. She was going down to the creek to catch frogs. "No," Naryn called out to the girl. "You don't want to go there, you won't like what you will find." But the girl couldn't hear her. Naryn chased after her to stop her. But it was to late, Naryn looked at the horror down by her feet. She was the little girl, and her father's cold, lifeless eyes stared up at her from a face that was frozen in a twisted and grotesque expression of fear and surprise. Naryn jumped awake. For a moment she didn't know where she was. She looked arround and then covered her eyes. For the first time in her life, she just let herself go. She sobbed repeatedly into her hands. They overflowed and spilled out into her lap. All the repressed tears that she had been holding back for eleven years coming out at once. She cried for her father, her mother, her little brother, and most of all, for that little girl and the childhood that was lost the day she found her father's body. She never again skipped in the field and by no means did she ever go back to the creek. Her light just went out. She wiped the last of her tears aside, feeling ashamed, but relieved. A large weight had been lifted from her chest and she could finaly breath a little easier. She knew once she made it out of the forest it would all be new surroundings. She decided to start some place new and headed in the direction of unknown terrain. All she had to go by was a broken arrow with the initials A.o.D carved into the shaft. She hoped that it would be enough.
MommyMengrove · Sun Jul 16, 2006 @ 12:01pm · 2 Comments |