HOME
[hom] noun
a gathering place for FAMILY to join together in laughter. the one place you will always be surrounded by those who LOVE you. a place or feeling of BELONGING.
the frosts - the story of a family ripped apart. the story of two teenag...
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"The woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep." - Robert Frost, Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
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"I told you to wait in the woods!"
Andie and Jack ran side by side, weapons out and adrenaline coursing their veins. Colorful fireworks erupted in the sky, symbolizing the birth of Prunaprismia's newborn son. Alarms sounded in the distance, indicating that soldiers would pour into the streets within minutes.
"And miss all the fun?" Andie retorted, grinning at her brother as he rolled his eyes and let out a sigh.
"Where is he?" he muttered, pulling her against a wall where they would be hidden in the shadows.
As if on cue, a horse galloped past, its rider masked in a dark cloak. The horse's hooves echoed throughout the town, clomping across the stone streets. His face was concealed, but there was no mistaking the identity of the boy.
Caspian X.
Just as they feared, he was pursued by Miraz's men, who followed close behind. Dozens of them flew by, slowly closing in on the prince.
"So much for waiting," Andie complained, watching as the stampede of horses disappeared from sight. Caspian was meant to wait in the stables for their arrival, so Andie and Jack could escort him safely to their camp.
Apparently, he couldn't wait that long.
"Looks like we'll be stealing a horse tonight," Andie sighed, starting off in the direction of the stables.
"You go," Jack said, "You can pick me up on your way back."
"Jack, are you sure-"
"I can't let them get away. I will not be responsible for the death of another royal!"
Andie staggered backwards at her brother's sudden outburst. For nearly twelve-hundred years, he'd been unable to forgive himself for the disappearance of the Kings and Queens. He'd become a different person as the years wore on; more closed off and much more short-tempered.
Sometimes it seemed as though he was at war between two different sides of himself.
The Pevensies' disappearance had taken its toll on both of them, but Andie suspected there was more to Jack's pain than he was willing to share with her.
"Okay, just be safe."
Andie turned and ran, wanting to get the night over with as quickly as possible. She longed to be back at camp, gazing up at the stars and thinking back on fond memories from the Golden Age.
