Outcry
" I can't take it anymore, Yama! " She screamed, her voice hoarse from all the tears and crying. " I can't! " She sobbed. " I-I-I, " The girl stuttered. " I'm so afraid now… "
* * *
A young Kercea Girl sneaked around the halls. Her soft-soled boots gently tapping the floor. She had heard the outdry. And she was certain it came from this room.
She opened the door silently that not even a creak was heard. Practice makes perfect, she though.
Although it was midnight, the moon gave off an eerie, bluish-light that reflected at the moving person.
She looked at him/her. The aura around them was weird. A violet and blue aura floated - or more outlined - them.
Violet was atop first and she knew it meant frightened. A thin layer of healing or yellow then a flash appeared.
A tall girl running. Then no more.
To her this was new. Her powers of seeing auras… Her powers of seeing the future in flahses… Were alaming! Too new for her.
Suddenly a thicker yellow coat arrived upon th blue. " Healing, " She murmured. " He's healing. "
Filled with gladness the maiden left. This troubled person would heal whatever had hurt them physically or emotionally.
* * *
" Um…, " She shifted uneasily under the eys of her friends. She swallowed some juice. " Yes. I am. "
They all stopped eating. The munching, laughing and joking ceased.
" A jest, truly. " Croaked Cleon.
" No. " She prostested, firmly. " I can't take it anymore. I'm leaving. "
" But you can't. You just can't, Kel! "
" Merric, " She sighed, pushing her lunch away. " I can't take being made fun of, everyday. It's my 1st year as squire, and I know I'm sure as Mithros not going to get picked. " She ended slowly.
" Sir Raoul would. " Neal disagreed with Kel, completely. He looked at her. " He's going to pick you, you understand? Where your faith, Kel? "
" Gone. " She flapped her hands. " Dead as a bird, my dear. Life. " She stopped and glared at him. " How much do you, men, believe that Sir Raoul will pick me? "
No one answered. Realizing that they couldn't really be sure about it.
Kel blew at her bangs and frowned. She'd really miss her friends. Especially that one -
Tears brimmed in her hazel eyes. She pinched them. She wasn't going to cry. But… Outside she could.
She ran to the gardens almost tripping over Owen's foot.
" Hey, Kel! Wait! " Shouted Faleron. He waved at her food. " You should eat… "
" I can't take it anymore, Yama! " She screamed, her voice hoarse from all the tears and crying. " I can't! " She sobbed. " I-I-I, " The girl stuttered. " I'm so afraid now… "
* * *
A young Kercea Girl sneaked around the halls. Her soft-soled boots gently tapping the floor. She had heard the outdry. And she was certain it came from this room.
She opened the door silently that not even a creak was heard. Practice makes perfect, she though.
Although it was midnight, the moon gave off an eerie, bluish-light that reflected at the moving person.
She looked at him/her. The aura around them was weird. A violet and blue aura floated - or more outlined - them.
Violet was atop first and she knew it meant frightened. A thin layer of healing or yellow then a flash appeared.
A tall girl running. Then no more.
To her this was new. Her powers of seeing auras… Her powers of seeing the future in flahses… Were alaming! Too new for her.
Suddenly a thicker yellow coat arrived upon th blue. " Healing, " She murmured. " He's healing. "
Filled with gladness the maiden left. This troubled person would heal whatever had hurt them physically or emotionally.
* * *
" Um…, " She shifted uneasily under the eys of her friends. She swallowed some juice. " Yes. I am. "
They all stopped eating. The munching, laughing and joking ceased.
" A jest, truly. " Croaked Cleon.
" No. " She prostested, firmly. " I can't take it anymore. I'm leaving. "
" But you can't. You just can't, Kel! "
" Merric, " She sighed, pushing her lunch away. " I can't take being made fun of, everyday. It's my 1st year as squire, and I know I'm sure as Mithros not going to get picked. " She ended slowly.
" Sir Raoul would. " Neal disagreed with Kel, completely. He looked at her. " He's going to pick you, you understand? Where your faith, Kel? "
" Gone. " She flapped her hands. " Dead as a bird, my dear. Life. " She stopped and glared at him. " How much do you, men, believe that Sir Raoul will pick me? "
No one answered. Realizing that they couldn't really be sure about it.
Kel blew at her bangs and frowned. She'd really miss her friends. Especially that one -
Tears brimmed in her hazel eyes. She pinched them. She wasn't going to cry. But… Outside she could.
She ran to the gardens almost tripping over Owen's foot.
" Hey, Kel! Wait! " Shouted Faleron. He waved at her food. " You should eat… "