Whisper Of The Free

Chapter 27 Elmira

Olivette

The adventure home seemed more taxing than before. We left two days after the battle. Within those two days we celebrated our victory. I don't believe I even slept for those two days. Toroa had given me his base's address for me to write to him. I couldn't say no to his toothy grin.

We returned back to base, major advancement had been made; the wall was now fully constructed, we had proper sparring rings, A shooting range, and a proper armory. We stared in amazement upon arrival. Sure the gym was mediocre at best, the dining room hadn't changed, our rooms still remained rather cramped and were all on one floor, but the places we trained most had been made into fine establishments.

"We plan to begin accepting others soon to be soldiers into the base starting next month." Ravi had stated to Sergeant Moores. He then passed a scroll that resembled the one calling us to battle. Sergeant Moores eyes scanned the paper and his eyes welled with pride, a smile growing larger and larger on his lips.

"The King congratulates us on our success in battle." Sergeant Moores smile was brighter than ever when he turned to us.

Each of us gawked until Tarian hooted and leaped with excitement at the words from the King himself. "Fuck yeah!" He chanted. Ravi's face contorted in one of displeasure at Tarians choice of words. I released a laugh, a real laugh, one I thought I could only ever feel while with Caspian.

Sergeant told us to rest before we began training again tomorrow, we all happily obliged. I laid on my cold bed. Leaves had begun to fall from trees during our leave. The cool air and smell of autumn made me feel at home. With a sigh I grabbed my daggers in attempts to strengthen the bond we shared. I laid back down and closed my eyes and allowed their voices to speak through me, as if I were a vessel.

A sob escaped from one of the daggers tongues. My mind was dark and filled with black sludge. I pushed past the sludge to listen to the dagger's words. Yet no words escaped, only sobs and wails. Worry flooded my gut as I searched.

That's when I saw her for the first time. A girl on her knees sobbing her heart out. She had long brown hair that reached her knees, from what I could see she had pale hands and had no shoes. An agonizing scream stripped from her lips as her hands removed themselves from her face. Beauty would be an understatement for her, her eyes shune a crystal blue even with tears rolling from them, her face youthful yet not child-like, perhaps she was in her late teens.

She turned to me and drool dripped from her mouth, "Why?" The voice wasn't as harsh as I once heard it, it was soft and gentle. I opened my mouth to speak yet no noise escaped. "Why her?" The girl continued, tears began to rapidly escape her eyes and a scream rattled in my mind. She began pulling her hair from the root as she screamed. Such gruesome sadness was held within these daggers. What had been their tale? What was their story?

The thought echoed in this place. Her screaming concluded as did her pulling of hair when she turned to me. Her eyes wide and tears seemed to halt for a moment. "You want to know my story?" She was surprised, as though no one had ever asked her. Instead of trying to speak again I thought of what words I wished to say.

Yes, what is your name?

She stood to her feet showing the sky blue ankle length dress she wore. Splotches of red were splattered across the dress. Towards the bottom blood dripped as if she was sitting in a pool of blood. Large green tinted transparent wings plastered to her back. She was part fairy. I halted in my pursuit. She closed her eyes and smiled at me, her face still stained with tears, "My name is Elmira."