Collection of Stories

Apprentice

The dark figure stood in front of the worn grave. Her cloak was in tatters. Black wispy strands moving around her like a restless mist. She was staring at the tombstone but any words on it have not been read for years, long ago crumbled and covered with lichen. Shaking her head, she moved on, but as soon as she started to move she heard oddly paced footsteps.

Edom had arrived. He clumsily half hopped towards her, stumbling on the uneven ground and avoiding the tombstones, obviously very aware of what was beneath the soil. She smiled, examining him. Nedu was told that he was born the same day as her, that he also was the eldest child of two seers and that he shared her goal. The similarities seemed to end there. He was dressed in the scribe's white uniform, the collar of his shirt outlined in a complex, silvery pattern that shimmered in the light of his torch. He was naturally pale, but being in the graveyard whilst the moon was still in the sky seemed to have drained all blood from his face. His grey eyes flicked about nervously underneath fair hair. Nedu, on the other hand, was like a shadow, calm and composed, in this dark enviroment. Her cloak was black, her skin dark and eyes like obsidian. Her clothes were simple and old but good for the journey. She glanced towards the torch." Put it out. It is a full moon, there is plenty of light," she paused and looked at her opposite, "Brother"