|Magic written with dragon scales
Author: Wolphie PM
Aveyond story. What if the whole painful way to defeating Ahriman was vain? What if there was a unconsciousness moment that determined wrong decisions? You know what do to to find out ; RhenxLars. Rated T for slightly offensive language. R&RRated: Fiction T - English - Fantasy/Drama - Rhen P. & Lars T. - Chapters: 37 - Words: 52,273 - Reviews: 7 - Favs: 5 - Follows: 9 - Updated: 10-06-10 - Published: 07-14-08 - Status: Complete - id: 4394842
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Silence filled the calm meadow. The wind was occasionally blowing, making the flowers, grass and tree leaves dance. An apple fell from one of the trees, landing on the soft, green grass. A light-skinned hand reached for the apple and picked it up. The boy that was accompanied by a snow white lamb, gently sat down, taking a bite from the red apple. The white lamb looked at the red-haired boy as he ate the apple. The boy petted the curled hair from the lamb's head, receiving a satisfied 'baa' in return, as the small golden bell around the lamb's neck chinked at the little animal's movement.
"Peter!" A voice chanted from somewhere near. "Where are you, Peter?" The redhead flinched as his brown eyes jumped from the lamb to where the voice came from. "PETER!" The voice yelled again. Peter threw the unfinished apple, picked up the lamb and hid behind the three with it.
A girl appeared from behind a tree, looking around for Peter. Her hair was light purple-blue with matching purple eyes. She rested her hand on the apple tree, her eyes gently moving their sight from an object to another.
The lamb flinched and let out a muffled 'baa' in Peter's arms. The boy placed his hand immediately on the lamb's mouth.
"Keep quiet, Snowflake" Peter whispered but immediately looked up, staring into the girl's purple eyes and grinning sheepishly. "Hi, there, Rhen" The girl didn't respond but just scowled at Peter and turned around, leaving. To Peter's dismay, the lamb followed Rhen, leaving him behind. He crossed his arms and pouted childishly.
"Fine, leave. I don't need you to have fun. I can have it by myself" He said, looking away from them.
Rhen didn't even think of going back. She continued her way determinedly, Snowflake following her. She suddenly stopped, crossing her arms annoyed. Something bumped in the back of her legs, making her turn around. Snowflake shook his head and got on his slim legs, looking up at Rhen. She smiled at the little curly animal and continued her way, calling the lamb to come. She passed the cave that made the entrance to a small village, continuing her way past the sign that read "Clearwater". After several minutes of wondering around the little village, Rhen was suddenly stopped by a young man.
"Rhen! I'm so glad to see you. Didn't you happen to notice... Snowflake!" The young man exclaimed, noticing the lamb appearing from behind Rhen. He picked it up, happily. "You little...where have you been?"
"Peter" Rhen said simply, rolling her eyes.
"Anyway, thank you for bringing him home. Dad would have killed me if he found out that one of his sheep went missing."
"It was nothing. Say hello to Billy from me." Rhen said, leaving. She walked up on the path that leaded to a little house near a bridge. She looked hesitantly at the door that delimited the house's private area. She sighed mentally and entered the house, passing the little welcoming room to the small kitchen.
A red-haired woman was standing beside the table, her arms crossed and her eyes scolding Rhen with their silent death glares. Rhen stood still, with a noticeable tint of sorrow in her expression that somehow begged forgiveness. After several seconds of the mute sight chat, the redhead suddenly spoke.
"Where have you been?" The most awaited bitter question was asked.
"Out" Rhen responded, trying not to sound down. The woman didn't say anything but grabbed a basket from a corner of the kitchen and gave it to Rhen.
"Take this to my sister in Tarsinnya. It's getting dark so stay there for the night. I think you will have fun with your cousin. After all, you both act the same way with your parents" The woman said, leaving the room. Rhen scowled at her mother's last sentence, taking it as an indirect insult, knowing that her cousin was ten years younger than her. She left the house without saying goodbye and slammed the door behind her.
I think I'm going ' multiple parts of me' insane again!!
Good me: * gets out from under the bed * yay, you finally managed to edit the 1st chapter!!
Evil me: * gets out of the closet * what she means to say is that your brain finally climbed back up in your head.
Real me: -_-' I'm are happy to see you guys again, too