Update: 20/01/2015.
This chapter is dedicated to @000RandomPerson000 for her votes and comments throughout my story. I think she read the whole lot in one sitting! Haha. Thank you so much!
~Gennie xxx
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CHAPTER 3
Pocahontas arrived back at the village. Chief Powhatan was waiting for her on the riverbank.
“Wingapo, Father.” She cried.
“I knew you would feel better after exploring the place. Your mother used to do the same. Sometimes she’d be gone for hours, just wandering the woods. You remind me of her more and more each day. Her spirit lives on in you.” He said, smiling as he remembered his beautiful beloved wife.
“Father,” Pocahontas interrupted, “I know now that John will return.” She didn’t mention that she had actually talked to John Smith. Instead, she said “I know that he will be back soon. I can feel it… in my heart.”
“Of course, my daughter. He would be a fool not to come back and miss the opportunity of seeing such a beautiful young woman.”
Pocahontas blushed, and kissed her father on the cheek.
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That night, she lay in her hut, unable to sleep. She stood up, and picked up a little straw box. Inside, were a few keepsakes, some gemstones, and John Smith’s compass. Pocahontas picked it out, and caressed it in her hands, remembering her one true love.
She strolled over to the hut where John had been tied up, and reminisced. She started humming their song, and then broke into a quiet sing, still fondling the compass.
Sitting upright against the wooden post, she looked at the compasses arrow. It was pointing North.
Eventually, she fell asleep, her mind still racing, wondering what the next day might hold.
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