Post by Kirien Melantha on Jun 22, 2008 13:13:45 GMT -5
It was a lovely day, partly cloudy and not too warm, but not too cool. On a day like this, most students would be spending their free time enjoying the nice weather outside, perhaps in the gardens.
Kirien never understood why people swarmed the gardens as they did. She would occasionally pick flowers and make little crowns out of them when she was younger, but she couldn't fathom why anyone would want to spent their time looking at the same thing every day. The flowers didn't get any more exciting, and playing alone wasn't very much fun at all. But she was bored, and on a day like this, there ought to be someone lurking around the gardens, yelling at passerbys who stepped on flowers. Someone had to be out there that she could play with.
So she skipped to the closer of the two, which happened to be the garden on the right side. There was no one gathering around the outside of the garden, but she was confident that there would be someone inside. There always was. So she started walking. And walking. And walking.
She guessed that she had been walking for a year and the garden was still totally barren. She'd given up on finding someone long ago, and planned to exit and check the second garden, but she was lost. Completely and utterly lost. She was certain that she was going in circles, she kept passing the same flowers...which made no sense, because the path she was on she stayed on. She hadn't turned, unless the path itself went in a circle.
She was considering the forbidden option of contacting a teacher or something to get her out of the stupid garden when she came upon something different from before. The path she was on came to a fork. The left and right sides looked about the same in appearance. "I can't go back, that's not the right way...but I don't remember this. Maybe it's a short-cut? If I go through where there's no path I might get more lost..."
The demon looked up to compare the two paths again and was startled to find that there was a girl sitting right in front of her, right where the path branched in two directions. She must have came from one of the two paths when she wasn't looking.
At this point, playing was out of the question. If she played when she was lost, she would only get more lost, which was no fun, which defeated the purpose of playing! She'd have to ask the other girl for directions.
"Do you know where these paths lead?" Kirien asked.
The girl had her back to her, but Kirien could see that she was nodding a 'yes' as she looped flowers together like a crown.
"Which one goes to the school faster?"
The girl rose and brushed off her shocking purple dress. She pointed to the path on the left, and set down it.
Assuming that the girl was going to lead her to the school, Kirien shrugged her shoulders and obediently followed behind her. After quite a while of walking, she became uneasy. The gardens weren't that big...was this just another big circle? "Where are we going?" She shot at the other girl accusingly. "This can't be the right way!"
The girl stopped and turned to face her. Kirien backed away with wide eyes. This girl looked exactly like herself! Only their clothes were different. She knew that occasionally there were people who looked alike, but this could be no coincidence. Their faces were exactly the same. She had no siblings or cousins...it had to be some kind of monster. A shape-shifter of some kind, playing a trick on her.
The Kirien-copy grabbed the real Kirien's arm and tugged her insistently down the path, while the latter shouted protests. "No no no! I don't wanna go this way! You can't make me! This isn't the right way! I don't like this way! Let gooo!" She managed to wiggle her arm out of her copy's grip, and broke into a run down the way they had come.
The copy didn't follow her. She didn't look back, but she was sure that if it had followed, it would have caught her by then. She smirked to herself at the thought that she'd lost the thing, and decided the other path was probably the right one, but she might have to ask for help. It was possible that neither were right, and she wasn't sure how long she wanted to be lost with this whatever-it-was lurking around.
"If it comes back, I'll just kill it. It got me off guard the first time, that's a-" She shrieked and promptly fell flat on her face. Luckily she managed to keep from bashing her nose against the ground and breaking it. Unluckily, something had just yanked her feet out from under her, and proceeded to drag her, kicking and screaming, back to where she was running from. She chanced a look over her shoulder, and gaped. It wasn't her copy that had snared her, but two enormous purple hands that came out from the ground. One of them was bigger than her entire body. She didn't feel comfortable with them tugging on her feet.
"WH-WHAT IS THAT?!" It looked to be made of smoke, but smoke couldn't possibly grab her, could it? And smoke...smoke couldn't rip up the ground as it moved back. She moved her hands immediately toward her neck, and felt for the chains of her necklaces. To her horror, her neck was completely bare.
She was unarmed and unable to cast magic.
"GET OFF! GET OFF!" She yelled at the smoke-creature, as if she could somehow intimidate it into letting her go.
She was sobbing and thrashing and screaming in her sleep beneath a sizable weeping willow tree. After searching the two gardens and finding that no one was interested in playing with her - those bastards - she came to sit under the tree and drifted off. She caught her right foot under an enormous root that had grown above the ground, and seemed to be trying to free it - in her sleep - exactly the wrong way.
Kirien never understood why people swarmed the gardens as they did. She would occasionally pick flowers and make little crowns out of them when she was younger, but she couldn't fathom why anyone would want to spent their time looking at the same thing every day. The flowers didn't get any more exciting, and playing alone wasn't very much fun at all. But she was bored, and on a day like this, there ought to be someone lurking around the gardens, yelling at passerbys who stepped on flowers. Someone had to be out there that she could play with.
So she skipped to the closer of the two, which happened to be the garden on the right side. There was no one gathering around the outside of the garden, but she was confident that there would be someone inside. There always was. So she started walking. And walking. And walking.
She guessed that she had been walking for a year and the garden was still totally barren. She'd given up on finding someone long ago, and planned to exit and check the second garden, but she was lost. Completely and utterly lost. She was certain that she was going in circles, she kept passing the same flowers...which made no sense, because the path she was on she stayed on. She hadn't turned, unless the path itself went in a circle.
She was considering the forbidden option of contacting a teacher or something to get her out of the stupid garden when she came upon something different from before. The path she was on came to a fork. The left and right sides looked about the same in appearance. "I can't go back, that's not the right way...but I don't remember this. Maybe it's a short-cut? If I go through where there's no path I might get more lost..."
The demon looked up to compare the two paths again and was startled to find that there was a girl sitting right in front of her, right where the path branched in two directions. She must have came from one of the two paths when she wasn't looking.
At this point, playing was out of the question. If she played when she was lost, she would only get more lost, which was no fun, which defeated the purpose of playing! She'd have to ask the other girl for directions.
"Do you know where these paths lead?" Kirien asked.
The girl had her back to her, but Kirien could see that she was nodding a 'yes' as she looped flowers together like a crown.
"Which one goes to the school faster?"
The girl rose and brushed off her shocking purple dress. She pointed to the path on the left, and set down it.
Assuming that the girl was going to lead her to the school, Kirien shrugged her shoulders and obediently followed behind her. After quite a while of walking, she became uneasy. The gardens weren't that big...was this just another big circle? "Where are we going?" She shot at the other girl accusingly. "This can't be the right way!"
The girl stopped and turned to face her. Kirien backed away with wide eyes. This girl looked exactly like herself! Only their clothes were different. She knew that occasionally there were people who looked alike, but this could be no coincidence. Their faces were exactly the same. She had no siblings or cousins...it had to be some kind of monster. A shape-shifter of some kind, playing a trick on her.
The Kirien-copy grabbed the real Kirien's arm and tugged her insistently down the path, while the latter shouted protests. "No no no! I don't wanna go this way! You can't make me! This isn't the right way! I don't like this way! Let gooo!" She managed to wiggle her arm out of her copy's grip, and broke into a run down the way they had come.
The copy didn't follow her. She didn't look back, but she was sure that if it had followed, it would have caught her by then. She smirked to herself at the thought that she'd lost the thing, and decided the other path was probably the right one, but she might have to ask for help. It was possible that neither were right, and she wasn't sure how long she wanted to be lost with this whatever-it-was lurking around.
"If it comes back, I'll just kill it. It got me off guard the first time, that's a-" She shrieked and promptly fell flat on her face. Luckily she managed to keep from bashing her nose against the ground and breaking it. Unluckily, something had just yanked her feet out from under her, and proceeded to drag her, kicking and screaming, back to where she was running from. She chanced a look over her shoulder, and gaped. It wasn't her copy that had snared her, but two enormous purple hands that came out from the ground. One of them was bigger than her entire body. She didn't feel comfortable with them tugging on her feet.
"WH-WHAT IS THAT?!" It looked to be made of smoke, but smoke couldn't possibly grab her, could it? And smoke...smoke couldn't rip up the ground as it moved back. She moved her hands immediately toward her neck, and felt for the chains of her necklaces. To her horror, her neck was completely bare.
She was unarmed and unable to cast magic.
"GET OFF! GET OFF!" She yelled at the smoke-creature, as if she could somehow intimidate it into letting her go.
She was sobbing and thrashing and screaming in her sleep beneath a sizable weeping willow tree. After searching the two gardens and finding that no one was interested in playing with her - those bastards - she came to sit under the tree and drifted off. She caught her right foot under an enormous root that had grown above the ground, and seemed to be trying to free it - in her sleep - exactly the wrong way.