"Wake up! Wake up now!"
I could hear the faint sound but my body did not seem to want to respond.
"Wake now! The Bantra men will be upon us soon! Wake!"
This time the ushering was followed by a sharp "thwack", the sound of a blunt object meeting my rear end.
I jumped up and raised my arms in defense while blinking wildly to try to get anything in visual focus.
"No time for that." The voice said grabbing my arm and pulling me reluctantly to my feet.
But he didn't stop there but continued to tug at me until my feet responded and we were both running through a dense thicket of brush. I stumbled along trying to keep up with my assailant. I detected irrational flashing lights in the distance and immediately felt the tug on my arm motioning us in the opposite direction.
The boy pulling me along seemed to be about my age. He was about two inches taller than I was and his cloak was tattered. I tried to make out his face through the flashing lights but all I could make out was the lean, hard contours of it. Suddenly he halted and I ran up into his back. He turned to me and motioned me to be silent while pointing to the erratically flashing lights in the nearby bushes.
His face was stern and hard. I could read what he was thinking or feeling. He gently lowered his body to the ground and motioned for me to follow. I did so slowly keeping my face upturned to follow the erratic moving lights.
My heart raced uncontrollably as the moving lights seemed to move closer and hone in on our location. The boy shifted beside me bringing his arm in contact with mine for a brief moment. In that moment I felt the explosive power of what could only be the sound of his fearing heart rippling through his body. I closed my eyes instinctively and I heard the words come from me.
"Det ar Favre Ailon"
In an instant the flashing lights were all around us and even upon us. I watched as feet clad in thick padding criss-crossed all about us and this army of Bantra men- as the boy had called them, crossed over us. It was like we were invisible. We neither dared breathe as we watched the impossible. The men continued in their erratic motion until they were soon out of sight.
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Octavian
Genç KurguI'm different. I get it now. I don't act like anyone else and I sure don't think like the others. She was the one thing that inspired my life but now she's gone and I will never see her again. Shephat was my guardian but she left me too. She gave me...
