Part 10

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We continued to sneak alongside walls and pliers, drawing closer and closer to the wall that surrounded Andacia.

The wall stood a mighty 20 feet tall, and was surrounded head to toe by guards and Silver Soldiers with orders to keep outsiders out and citizens in. I had no idea how they planned to get us passed the wall, but by this point I had not a doubt in my mind that these brave two would protect us.

The man in the cloak suddenly stopped and held out his hand in a stop motion. Then he spoke for the first time. "You three wait here. We'll go and check if its clear for us to continue. Stay quite. Stay hidden." He said in a smooth quite voice. Then he and the tall man creeped around the corner, leaving us in the shadows.

"Hes no old man. That's for sure." Valencia whispered followed by a soft giggle. I rolled my eyes, comforted by the the fact that the darkness would hide my annoyance towards her. "shh" I quietly hissed back. She smacked her lips and turned away from me.

A few minutes later the man in the black cloak peeked around the corner and signaled with his hand to follow him. We did as directed and made our way around the corner. Then we came face to face with the wall.

I had never been so close to the wall before. I placed my hand onto its cold smooth surface. It was made of a thick white marble that glimmered in the sun, and glistened in moon. A beautiful creation yet it was used for terrible reasons. I rested my forehead onto it. Letting the cold seep into me. I closed my eyes and my mind immediately went back to mother.

I remembered how we use to sit outside early in the morning and watch in awe as the sun would rise over this very wall. I remembered how she use to stroke our hair as she stared out into the distance. "One day my loves." Shed wispier to us. "We'll be freed from this place." Her eyes filled with longing and a bit of loneliness.

Before I could even realize my eyes where filled with tears. "Ninnetta" A voice called out to me snapping me back to reality. When I turned my head I saw Valencia and the other two men standing quietly as they watched me. I straightened up and quickly whipped my tears away. "I'm sorry... I just." I tried to explain. I then felt a soft warm little hand touch the side of my cheek. Without me even realizing Zorah had woken up. She gently stroked my cheek as to sooth my pain. I hugged her tightly and began to cry a little more. She was so strong. Stronger than me.

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