Perfection

Aera and Evan finally make amends...And treat themselves to fun, mouth popping mushrooms.

Slightly dazed, I walked back through the forest, trying to remember what I had been doing in the forest. I thought long and hard, and finally came to focusing on my pulse- which was also the ebb of the magyk that flowed within me, slowly working on what Evan had told me for strenghtening my memory.

"Aera!" he had exlaimed, exasperated, when I had been unable to recall the battle tactics that we had reviewed the day before.

"I'm sorry!" I had cried back. "I just can't remember! I have short-term memory-loss, I know I do!"

"Aera, Aera," Evan had tsked. "You don't have short or long-term memory loss, you just need help in remembering."

"Well no, duh!" I had cried, throwing my old wooden bow on the cushioned bench we used for studying.

"Okay. No problem then, you have me, don't you?" he had then flashed me his lopsided half-grin.

I had buried my face in my hands; at that time, I had a massive crush on him, I was bethroed to Avdin, and I was a fifteen year-old 'kid' liking my eighteen year old tutor. In other words, I had no hope. I was just a pupil.

I had looked up at him and scowled. "And how are you supposed to do that?"

Evan had laughed. "Aera, relax."

"Okay. Relaxing."

"Now close your eyes and focus on your breathing."

I had done so. Well, truth be told, I had tried to do so.

But I couldn't concentrate, so I had kept on glancing over at Evan. Finally, he had sighed and walked over from the bookshelf in the room towards me.

"Concentrate," he had said, slowly.

"I can't!" I exclaimed, looking into his emerald eyes.

"Aera, love, just close your eyes and relax!"

My heart had fluttered when he called me 'love.' But still, I couldn't relax.

"I can't, Evan, especially not with you staring at me!"

"Okay, okay. I'll help you relax, then."

He had then walked around me, and placed his hands on my shoulders. It wasn't proper, but neither of us cared. Softly he leaned and whispered into my ear, "Close your eyes, love, and let it go. Breathe in and out, and let it go. Relax and let it go." Then, he had gently massaged my shoulders, and it had the first of many such 'almost-love' instances.

As I did so, all my memories from the past three weeks came rushing back to me; from my father retreiving me from the Araceli to send me to spy on the town of Kyor. I remembered being captured after being discovered by the rebels of Kyor. The memory of escaping a horrible prison cambe back to me, as well as the pursuit of my by the rebels, the fight, me falling unconcious and by some miracle not being captured again, and finally, the moment Evan found me, to even the moment that Azira, that faint whisp of an illusion  dissapearing.

I started to run as I felt this urgency to reach that little hut where I knew Avdin and Evan were fighting to death.

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[Vannah]

nice....