Estla

Chapter 4

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"My father slammed the carriage door without a word, but on his face I saw a flash of something that looked like a deep pain. But, in just a second the carrriage began moving again back wherever it came from.

I turned to the small building I was dropped in front of. The windows were dark and there was a small weather-worn sign in front of the door whose words I couldn't quite make out. I slowly crawled up the stone steps leading to the large wooden doors.

In front of the door, I pulled myself up off the floor and brushed off my sky blue sundress. My hand curled into a fist and I lightly rapped my knuckles against the wood.

There was no answer.

I knocked again, this time a bit louder than before.

I heard what sounded like a sigh and the small taps of oncoming footsteps.

There was a clang of metal and a loud creaking as the large doors slowly drew open. There where the door had just been, appeared a boy about my size with a tired face and dejected posture.

Upon seeing me his shoulders slumped even more - if even possible - and he let out another long sigh.

"Welcome to the Tulim orphanage, where it is kill or be killed." It seemed like a joke but his tone said otherwise. "Good luck." He whispered and led me into the building.

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Wish I could end the chapter here but then it would be way too short. -__- Guess I'll keep going then...

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His strides were long and what took him two measly steps took me four, despite the non-existent height difference.

He only moved a short ways before turning to close the door, revealing to me the interior of the depressing little house.

To my immediate left was a minuscule kitchen that consisted of only a small counter and some cabinets. It was so small that I doubted that it could fit even three people shoulder-to-shoulder.

Straight ahead was a small dining area, I concluded, since it had three large tables with plenty of chairs on either side of them. Just past the tables, on opposite sides of the room I spotted two small doors. One of which was more modern than anything else in the building, even with a lock.

After closing the front door, the boy led me to the older of the two doors and opened it as silently as he could.

It was a room filled with lines of bunk beds. Many of them were already occupied by children in a wide range of ages.

The boy walked past me without a word and climbed into an empty bed. I stood in the entrance for a few minutes confused as to what to do. After a while I decided to move and I shortly found an empty bed and climbed into it. I pulled the small rag-like sheet over me and layed there.

The events of the day were still fresh in my memory.

I forced myself not to think about it yet warm tears still streamed down my face. I stayed there crying for a long time before fatigue took over and I was pulled into a sweet nightmare.

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I woke the next morning to the soft snap of my breast pocket being opened. When a hand reached into it I jolted awake. I heard a squeak and saw the small boy who was responsible for the awakening fall backwards. He cursed and scuttled away before I could say anything.

I noticed that the few coins I had in my pocket and my necklace were missing.

I grieved my silver songbird necklace for a few moments and then quickly noticed that the children were beginning to awaken and some had already exited the room.

Taking this as a sign to leave, I stood from my bed and walked out to the dining room.

In the light I could now notice the nearly entirely wooden decor of the orphanage, with everything from the tables to the walls an oak wood.

I found that the boys that had left the bedroom where all here, sitting at the big tables. However, few were conversing among themselves.

It was a curious thing to see how untrusting they were with each other. Every so often, the boys would cuatiously sweep their eyes around the room, only giving me a short glance, before once again fixing their gaze on the dark oak table.

I sat quietly at the edge of one of the tables and mimicked their actions while reflecting on how I had gotten here. It was obvious that my dad wasn't going to come back. The boy that had opened the door for me the night before had said that this was an orphanage. So, I concluded that my dad had abandoned me here in this orphanage because I was no longer wanted.

But why?

I just then remembered what my dad had said in the carriage last night.

Am I really a monster?

I remembered the things that Tom had told me. The tales of the great wizards. Of magic. Of wonder.

Then their terror flashed through my eyes once again.

I shook my head. It was no use thinking of that anyways. What was done, was done.

I tried to focus on what was going on around me in order to distract myself. I took note of how ghostly thin all of the children around me looked.

The largest kid there looked to be around 15 and I was one of the youngest. With the exception of one, the few boys that looked younger than me seemed to not have been here for too long. I could tell by the condition that their clothes were in as well as how they seemed slightly cleaner than everyone else. They also had a considerably greater amount of meat on their bones than anyone else.

Just then, the older wooden door that led to the beds opened and a boy stepped through.

I sucked in a breath.

That boy, I will never forget."

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