Ok, so I know I said that I was going to stop working on this story, but I found this chapter and one other small bit on my computer so I thought I'd upload them. I had two versions of chapter 3 and this is one of them. I never finished the chapter, so this is not a full chapter.
Hazel was nearing the object. She saw a silver sword, suspended in air. She glanced at the date. It was two years ago. Her vision changed and the gleaming sword morphed into the music box she had seen long ago. Visions of her parents danced around and Hazel woke up crying.
Peter was gone now; Hazel had brought him back to his mother, and she was all alone. She wondered why it hurt now; she had been living and sleeping alone since the day she had to leave her parents. Suddenly she wished she was a little girl again, being tucked in by her mother, being read bedtime stories by her father. She thought of his deep voice becoming high to imitate the voices of each and every character. She thought of her mother’s careful hands smoothing back her hair at night before she gave into sleep.
As tears streamed down her face Hazel wondered why she had chosen the life she did. She had gone over this many times, but the answer was always the same. She had become a protector out of fear. Fear was not a reason to do things. Fear should pass through you and leave you unaffected. Fear is not a reason to hide, or, in Hazel’s case, to run away.
The idea of the object of desire had scared her. The object was something Hazel thought would take over, something Hazel thought she could never beat. So she went out to protect others from it. Some might think that that was noble, but Hazel knew better. Fear was forcing her choice.
She stood up and shook herself off as if she was dusting off the bad dreams. Hazel hobbled over to the little wooden shelf and grabbed a small locket. She held it in her hands and twisted it around and around. Then she opened the locket and there was the picture. A picture of a young girl, about 3 or 4, and her two parents. All three were smiling big, happy grins. Hazel stared at them. Who were these people? Just some people that she used to know.
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Escaping Prophecy
FantasíaWhen Hazel finds Peter on a quest her whole world changes. Peter fills the prophecy told long ago about the boy who will become Hazel's apprentice before he turns his back on her forever. But is Hazel falling in love with this boy who is destined to...
