Chapter Three: Della

Chapter Three: Della

A Chapter by Phillitup

At first, I thought that the cause of my pain was the bee. When I lifted my arm to wipe the flow of fresh tears away, I caught a glimpse of the bee. It was sitting there. Just sat on a stone, smearing the dirt and uprooted grass around with his foot. And yet, I still felt the sharp pain. Finally, he stood and gestured toward me with his fingers, in a kind of "poof" gesture. The pain came to a shocking halt.

"You!" I shrieked, losing complete control over my emotions. :You caused me to have pain! You!"

The bee lifted his his hand calmly, averting his gaze. "No. I merely stopped it. A Wanabil has been by here. You were hurt, not by me, by a Wanabil. I  took a while identifying the cause of your sudden pain. That's not important now, your in grave danger. You need training that you don't have. And training takes time, that once more, you do not have. You've already caused quite a ruckus. I'm sure that the boy who lives down the road knows something about this. He saw you and your little scene. Now...if you'll calm down, I can get you somewhere safe. Far from the reach of Wanabil's. You have much to learn."

I tried to calm myself, failing miserably. "So..." I hesitated. This creature obviously thought we had no time. "what's your name? As long as you already know mine, I believe it's customary to know who one is talking to."

He cleared his throat. "I am Shork, the one and only. At your service my lady." He bowed deeply.

"My lady? Oh no. I'm not royalty. Actually, I'm from it. Just call me by my name."

Shork shook his head. "Indeed, you are not royalty. You are more important. Naturally, you are an endowed one. You have gifts far beyond your imagination."

"But it's not Christmas, and my birthday isn't for some time..." I was quite confused by what Shork was talking about.

"Not presents. My dearest lady, I am speaking of gifts. Magical powers. Like foreseeing the future. Gazing into the past. You are no witch or wizard. But you certainly have powers. Where do you think your mind often goes? Don't you recognize me, my lady."

"Quit saying that!" I shouted, shuddering in disgust. Shork shrunk away.

"Very well. But...we have no time. I must fulfill my duty. I must take you safely away."


© 2012 Phillitup


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Now THIS was a good chapter! You drew your reader into the story with this and really gave some detail to your character that we were not getting from you before. Well done!
"Actually, I'm from it." You forgot the word 'far' in this sentence.
I like the interaction the bee is getting with your character. It adds a whole new twist to your story and gives it a more whimsical feel.

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I am 14-years-old. I find inspiration all over the place: memories, ideas, things I notice. I like believing in things that others find impossible. I think that's the way I hope for a better future. .. more..

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