The Necromancer

"I Love to Learn"

Belladonna has been running west for about 10 minutes now.

She held her locket in her hand tightly and clutching her emergency bag.

The snow was deep, she shivered under her wool coat but didn't dare stop running.

After another 30 minutes she finally stopped, her feet felt like they would fall off. She looked around her and all she could see were trees and snow.

She hadn't been able to sit back and cry, but now her feelings caught up to her.

She stood their in the snow and cried, if she sat down she could freeze to death. And she didn't even want to think of the word death ever again.

She wiped her tears and pressed forward, keeping a steady pace of walking and tried to step on fallen branches to keep her feet above the snow.

Another 30 minutes pass by, ahead she sees a dim light she follows it until a barn is in sight. A smaller house can be seen next to it, she makes sure to stay out of sight and looks around the barn for a way in.

Locks surrounded every entrance, the only thing on the outside was a snow covered pile of hay and a few shovels in brown goo.

Desperate she pushes the snow off the hay and crawls into a little cave in she created.

As soon as her head touches the ground she falls asleep.

"WE DONT LIKE YOU", she hears someone scream. She sees Viola dead on the floor, Wea's frightened eyes, she hears the mumbles of her fathers trampled body, she yells out to her mom who sacrificed her life for her child.... who was a murderer.

"That's it, that's what I am... a murderer", she said to herself, a mirror appeared she looked at herself," a murderer".

A loud clanking sound wakes her up. She lays silently, she hears footsteps walking towards her.

"Honey! Theirs something in the Hay!", a mountain men calls out in a hearty accent.

A pitchfork gets shoved into the pile just an inch from Belladonna's face. She backs up scaredy and it causes a rustle.

"Ahhhh", the mountain men calls and Belladonna grabs her bag and crawls out of the hay quickly.

She and the mountain man make eye contact for a silent second, and then Belladonna runs toward the opposite way she came.

"Nessie! Stop that girl!", the mountain man yelled out.

His wife stumbled out of the house, her hair is a blonde rat nest and she only has one boot on.

"Hold on their little girl", she says in the accent, she stands in front of her path and holds her shoulders.

Belladonna squirmed, and tried to move her hand. The lady turned her around and bent down.

"What are doing out here all alone? You be got parents 'round here?", she asked, Belladonna could smell a strong odor from the ladies mouth.

All she could hear was her mothers instructions," -go west".

Belladonnas eyes went dark and magic flew from her hands.

"Move please", she said, her voice deeper than usual.

The women was startled and jolted back into a pile of mud.

Then Belladonna kept running and called back," Sorry".

She ran faster than before, making sure they weren't following her.

She reached a dirt path that continued west, she stayed next to it but made sure to not be seen if any horse carriages came by.

After an hours walk a loud trotting came from behind her. She stayed to the brush like normal but then realized the size of the carriage.

It was huge and their was a small chest at the back of it, small enough for her to fit into, and no one would see her get it.

Her tired feet decided to do it, she waited a bit then quickly farted behind the carriage and jumped up into the chest.

Inside were just a few books and pairs of shiny shoes that she put into another box to make room for herself.

She kept a book with "History of Anderville", on it, it had a picture of a dragon-slayer and a huge dragon, it caught her interest.

"I love to learn", she thought to herself and used her knee to keep light shining into the chest, as she flipped to the first page.

Before she started reading she opened her locket and kissed her parents picture.

"I'm sorry", she whispered and held it close.