Witchlight

Chapter 4

Walking through Rivendale was like walking through a ghost town, it's vacancy sent chills down my spine, almost like someone was watching me. My feet where sore and tired from walking so much the past few days, all I wanted to do was sit down and take a nice nap. Guilt ripped through me. I flashed back, 'The soldiers barging, them ransacking the house, my father being arrested and led away in chains'. The worst part of it was there was nothing I could do but watch. 

I shook the thought from my mind, wallowing in self pity wasn't going to free my father. I picked up the pace of my walk; I still couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching me. I looked over my shoulder, but there was nothing but some old shops. Finally I decided to stop for the night. With my feet screaming and my head pounding form this afternoon's sun I trudged into an old abandoned inn and collapsed into one of the rooms. A cloud of dust exploded from the filthy sheets on an old lumpy mattress when I sat down. I looked around for a cleaner place to sleep. Surveying the filth covered tables and floor I quickly realized that no place was clean. At least the bed (if you could even call it that) would keep me elevated so that the rats couldn't get to me. I lay down weary from the days of travel and sleep immediately claimed me.

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The sun streamed through the boarded up windows, illuminating the dust that coated, well everything. As I opened my eyes to this scene I found something even more disturbing than the abandoned inn, a face. A boys face looking at me with curiosity. So I did the obvious thing to do, when you find a strange boy staring at you; I screamed and tried to run. My rumpled traveling dress was tangled up between my legs from the nights sleep, so naturally, I feel on my face. Rubbing my nose I stood and pushed back my tangled blond hair from my face, ready to face the boy. I turned and realized I was in no immediate danger, so I first sized up the boy, quickly arriving to the conclusion that I was no match for him. He was easily six feet tall, and extremely well muscled, but that wasn't even the most interesting part. 

Still working on this chapter... slowly... there's some drama at my house and I'm trying really hard to write this very important chapter right, so just give it a while...