Not Your Kind of Fairytale (English)

Part 6- Following the breeze

It has already been 10 days since Shila shot me. I am feeling better now. Yesterday I was able to go outside and run. I was surprised at how far away from home I was. Everything was different.

Shila lives in a small village known as Natraco. Even though it is a village, it is really important all throughout Zaros. Everybody knows about it, because it has the biggest agricultural fields in all of Zaros. It is in a really good location, because it has the Norpar ocean on one side, the Crimson forest on the other, and the Trepomo mountain range on the other. I know, they are strange names, but there is a reason for every one of them, which I will explain to you one day. Here in Zaros, we speak, you guessed it, Zarian, but we also learn English and Spanish. That is because they derive from latin, and wizards took pride in learning it.

I would stay here in Natraco forever. When I was young, my father used to take me here. We would go through the Crimson forest to a small inn which was close to the forest and surrounded by the mountainside. The landscape is magnificent; it is truly a miracle of nature.

Being here makes me so happy that I even considered staying for longer. I wanted to go to the Wisdom tree, which is not actually one of the magical Wisdom trees we all know, because magic no longer exists. But it used to be, and it is still one of the 4 biggest trees in Zaros. In my opinion, it is the most peaceful place on earth, but that creates really big arguments. It always has this extremely red leaves, and is always surrounded by animals.

But, as much as I want to stay, I must leave. Maybe I'll come back after they stop chasing after me. Maybe I'll come back to this place full of nostalgia, where it is always autumn and the people are so kind.

I had already packed my things, and had left a note on "my" desk. I did not want to see Shila or her father, because it would make it a lot harder. I left through a big window that was in "my" room. I left through the path that Shila and I had followed yesterday. It took me directly to the Crimson forest. I could see the Wisdom tree from the distance, but I shook my feelings away and followed the path that took me to the Trepomo mountain range. It was the most treacherous way out of Natraco, but I needed to take it in order to get back on track. I should already have passed the mountain range, but the wound took a lot of time to heal. I finally got to the Trepomo road, which is a path covered in sand and mud with a lot of rocks.

All of a sudden, someone shouts:

- You are not doing it correctly. You should follow the breeze.

I knew who it was. It was Shila.

- How did you know I would be here?

- You were really obvious about it.

- Well then, why did you come here?

- I want to come with you. Specially taking in account that you are doing all of this wrong. My father told me to guide you until you reach your next destination.

- Alright then, where should we go Shila-know-it-all?

- To the Wisdom tree.

Date: 18/10/15

Year: 2015 A.D.M. (after the disappearance of magic).