After a long period of feasting, Syria dropped her knife and fork, and wiped her mouth with her napkin. She leaned back in her chair.
"Now that," she gestured at the table. "Was the best birthday dinner I've ever had!" She told Andrew, who had a sleepy look on his eyes.
"I totally agree, but I think I may need a little nap after all of this adventure, and plus, one must be fully awake before they venture off into the unknown!"
"True, shall we take a small nap?"
"Well obviously!"
Syria looked around the room. "Maybe if I say "bedrooms" it'll open up with King size beds! With the softest, fluffiest, blankets! Like it did with the food!"
"Maybe... I don't know... You could give it a try!"
"Bedroom"
And just like with the dining room, a wall opened up, revealing three King sized beds, piled with the most softest, fluffiest, blankets on earth.
Immediately, they both ran and flopped on top of their own bed, sighing comfortably.
Syria let the softness embrace her. She let herself sink into the warmth, her eyes fighting to stay awake. But she couldn't.
Right at this moment, she felt safe.
Safe from the destruction of The Idiot, the absence of her mother. Waking up to the screaming painful noises of the earth.
As she fell slowly into unconsciousness, only one feeling held on to her.
Safety. For the first time ever...
She
Finally
Felt
Safe.
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Hero
AdventureWHEN...12 year old Syria Dulane's mother marries the world's worst step father, she is getting herself into some serious trouble. He is strange, and only eats at night. While her mother struggles to keep their house, and enough money, for the family...
