Looking With a Blank Stare

Chapter 1: Looking With a Blank Stare

 The world was so vast. Too many things to do and she couldn't reach a single one of them! Dreams...they were something of a dream in themselves in that they were dreams that were dreamed to make things seem better, more hopeful and happy. To her it seemed like destruction loomed around every dark corner, nothing could stop the shouting and screaming that she often heard. Nothing could stop the flow of her tears as she huddled in her bed, door partly ajar, listening to them fighting. Parents, sometimes they acted more like children than their own did! She was determined though, to be strong. Not for herself, no, she knew she could make it by herself... even if she hated being alone. It was for the greatest love she had for her sister, nothing could make her leave her side where the cruel, hurtful words bombarded their ears, and the only thing there to help her was a bottle of sleeping pills, a knife and maybe, God.

Ahhhh sleep, that’s what she needed. It appeared to her that sleep was the only thing that helped her to get away from it all, well, that and a nice hot shower. But even sleep, though it sometimes seemed endless, was never long enough. For she was awakened to the sound of her step-mother whining for her to make food or do chores. When she'd go in to the outside world, she'd make sure to grab her "happy mask" on the way out. It was the only way people wouldn't question her, question why she had dark circles and a constant frown and furrowed brow. No, she smiled. Smiled because it was just another lie, and lies were her way out. She had to lie to make it all seem better.... which was another lie. It seemed it would always be a lie...her life.

The cold rain enveloped her like a blanket full of needles. She loved being in the rain, it made it so that when she cried really hard, no one would know it. There wasn't a day that went by that she didn't cry. She walked down the road that led to the dunes of sand that gave her such enjoyment in the fleeting years of her younger life. The thrill of riding her horse on top of and around them gave her the most memorable times with her father...even though he worked most of the time and when he was home he and mom fought a lot. She walked there now, looking at the dark, cool of the little wood as she passed by it. There was something about the woods with the little crystal stream running through it that made her look on at it for a while every time she came past. She could seem to see things in it that she wished were real but her mind would yell back, "You are such a child even at seventeen! Here, in this quiet town of Aidan, you think you've seen things like that! Quickly now, run along." So she would, she'd try to forget the pull the woods had on her and ran to the dunes, in the rain, crying, wishing that there was someone who cared in this world about her and how she felt. Finally, she was there around the familiar dunes; the smell of the thick bog was all around her with the croaking of bull frogs and the occasional slithering by of a snake. She let the rain come down harder on her, as she sat there in the midst of the sand making wet, mushy sand castles and pretending that the fairies she seen in the woods came to live in her miniature world. None ever really came and she sat wondering if it were even possible..."No." she decided. "Nothing in this world that is good and wonderful is an illusion...it can't be real." She got up and started walking home, or, to what was supposed to be home. She was hungry, chores and homework needed done, and she definitely needed a long hot shower. As she passed by the woods again, she could have sworn she seen a big white flash of..."Of what?" she wondered. "Nothing I suppose. It was nothing." Little did she know that that "nothing" would soon change her life for the better.

INTERLUDE:1

 "We can't call for her now!" shouted the strange woman at the rest of the council. Green eyes flashing, the Head Gurgamist Tribe Leader replied, "Oh no?! We must! Del Gurgamist Realm will be doomed for sure if we don't! Then what Angora? If Celabix gets his greedy evil hands on our realm next, then what?!" "Yes! He's already gobbled up Timblewist and North Hurzda along the Blood Rush River!" one male elf heatedly shot back. "But she's only seventeen!" the elfin known as Angora replied. "How can we expect her to travel here and save an entire kingdom with our dwindling forces? Half of them have already shed their crimson only in vain! Celabix's army of Sergo and Sedahs are very fierce and vicious creatures that even our mighty forces have fallen under, and you expect her to just come in here valiantly and rescue an entire realm Head Loflen? I give you all due respect on the matter but I must disagree with your course of actions." Head Tribe Leader Loflen, being an elf of ill temper was surprisingly calm in saying, "Then you Angora, are a lost cause in this ongoing war. I will take my course and call on the Elders of Del Gurgamist to pray for a night and a day concerning the time at which we summon the female child to this land, to uphold her rightful place as savior and holder of the title of Letlen Koif Del Gurgamist Realm!" As shouts and cheers arose from amidst the pale faces of the council, Angora quietly received her sentence and withdrew from the Grand Council Chamber. She started walking briskly through the shadows of the night to the temple of Joiyur, the goddess of peace in their realm. As she knelt down to offer prayers and incense, Angora could only hope that, if indeed Head Leader Loflen did go through with this, that the girl could withstand in the midst of Celabix's forces.

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Author's Note

Ignore grammar, spelling and writing format, whatcha think?