Okay, this is not exactly a sequel to Char's Choice, because it's not told from the same point of view, but IT'S CLOSE ENOUGH!!! Mesa hope u enjoy this story, 'cause if you don't... (du du du) well, we'll leave it at that. I want only CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM, not "you have a comma in the wrong place." I don't care about grammar, u can just live with that. Okay? Okay. Now we'll start.
Canyssa ran through the garden, shrieking with laughter, happy to be alive. The sky above her was a brilliant shade of blue, contrasted sharply by the bright sun and soft clouds, which seemed to simply dance across the sky while the wind blew gently. The trees waved as the wind whooshed through them, their new leaves tiny and budding. New grass was coming up, green and strong alongside the wild violets with their shades of blue and purple. Today was truly the first day of spring.
Nyssa slowed to a stop, still smiling, her cheeks red with excitement (think- where have you heard that before?) Her hands reached out to touch each familiar object that she had missed so much during the winter, where the deep snow had covered everything in sight. Canyssa remembered all too well here thirteenth winter, unlucky. She had hardly gone outside once, and when she did, she of course caught a chill, which her parents said, "taught her a lesson." But dear, kind Mandy had nursed her, never once saying it was wrong to go outside against all their better judgments.
Nyssa shivered, remembering how awful that had been. But she quickly banished those thoughts from her mind. After all, that had been months ago, and the last of the snow had melted a three mere days before. There was still a slight chill in the air, but one of freshness, that promised a warming soon, very soon. Nyssa sat down on her favorite rock, a large flat one, greeting the familiar object which she had brooded on so many times. She ran her fingers through the deep stream that ran right by it and sighed. It was still too cold for swimming.
But, of course, tis never too early for dreaming. Nyssa leaned her back against the willow tree, simply drinking in the beauty. She always looked forward to spring. There was her birthday ,of course, for one thing. She would be turning fourteen. And during the spring, she would spend as much time as possible outdoors, away from everyone, alone with her thoughts.
Nyssa especially loved this spot where she was now. The tall grass surrounding the rock and the willow tree right behind, always green and strong from the cool stream that ran right by. Nyssa closed her eyes, smiling, and relaxed, letting the tree hold her as the birds sang sweetly. It was all so peaceful...
"Canyssa! Lady Canyssa!"
Nyssa was rudely jerked awake as the call came to her ears, loud and clear. Annoyed, she got up.
"Princess! Lady Canyssa!"
A figure came stumbling into view. Nyssa sighed. It was only Will. That all lanky boy of fifteen winters that apprenticed Mandy in the kitchens. And why did he always insist on calling her Canyssa? How she hated that lady-like name! Nyssa suited her much better, but there was no use in telling him that.
Will looked up from his feet, sighted her, started to smile and call out her name-
And promptly fell, his too-long legs getting the better of him again.
Nyssa picked up her skirts and ran to where he lay sprawled in the grass. She helped him up, reprimanding all the way. "You foolish boy! You ought to look at where you put your feet. Perhaps then you wouldn't be stumbling up so much."
But Will did not seem to hear her. "Princess!" he said urgently. "I have a message for you, containing vital news." Nyssa was about to dismiss this "vital news," for Will was easily excited and worried, but stopped at the look in his eyes.
"Char just found her this morning!" he wailed on. "Only a few hours ago, and I've been searching for you ever since, and oh, Princess, I don't know if she'll live..."
Nyssa did not hear the rest of the message, for she was running as fast as her legs would carry her in the direction of the palace, with fear growing in her heart...
oh yeah. didn't flow very well, but i waz half asleep when i wrote some. chap. dedication 2 anyone who thinks they know whats wrong, or the first person who reviews 2 answer my question farther up. amember, things are not always as they seem...
Canyssa ran through the garden, shrieking with laughter, happy to be alive. The sky above her was a brilliant shade of blue, contrasted sharply by the bright sun and soft clouds, which seemed to simply dance across the sky while the wind blew gently. The trees waved as the wind whooshed through them, their new leaves tiny and budding. New grass was coming up, green and strong alongside the wild violets with their shades of blue and purple. Today was truly the first day of spring.
Nyssa slowed to a stop, still smiling, her cheeks red with excitement (think- where have you heard that before?) Her hands reached out to touch each familiar object that she had missed so much during the winter, where the deep snow had covered everything in sight. Canyssa remembered all too well here thirteenth winter, unlucky. She had hardly gone outside once, and when she did, she of course caught a chill, which her parents said, "taught her a lesson." But dear, kind Mandy had nursed her, never once saying it was wrong to go outside against all their better judgments.
Nyssa shivered, remembering how awful that had been. But she quickly banished those thoughts from her mind. After all, that had been months ago, and the last of the snow had melted a three mere days before. There was still a slight chill in the air, but one of freshness, that promised a warming soon, very soon. Nyssa sat down on her favorite rock, a large flat one, greeting the familiar object which she had brooded on so many times. She ran her fingers through the deep stream that ran right by it and sighed. It was still too cold for swimming.
But, of course, tis never too early for dreaming. Nyssa leaned her back against the willow tree, simply drinking in the beauty. She always looked forward to spring. There was her birthday ,of course, for one thing. She would be turning fourteen. And during the spring, she would spend as much time as possible outdoors, away from everyone, alone with her thoughts.
Nyssa especially loved this spot where she was now. The tall grass surrounding the rock and the willow tree right behind, always green and strong from the cool stream that ran right by. Nyssa closed her eyes, smiling, and relaxed, letting the tree hold her as the birds sang sweetly. It was all so peaceful...
"Canyssa! Lady Canyssa!"
Nyssa was rudely jerked awake as the call came to her ears, loud and clear. Annoyed, she got up.
"Princess! Lady Canyssa!"
A figure came stumbling into view. Nyssa sighed. It was only Will. That all lanky boy of fifteen winters that apprenticed Mandy in the kitchens. And why did he always insist on calling her Canyssa? How she hated that lady-like name! Nyssa suited her much better, but there was no use in telling him that.
Will looked up from his feet, sighted her, started to smile and call out her name-
And promptly fell, his too-long legs getting the better of him again.
Nyssa picked up her skirts and ran to where he lay sprawled in the grass. She helped him up, reprimanding all the way. "You foolish boy! You ought to look at where you put your feet. Perhaps then you wouldn't be stumbling up so much."
But Will did not seem to hear her. "Princess!" he said urgently. "I have a message for you, containing vital news." Nyssa was about to dismiss this "vital news," for Will was easily excited and worried, but stopped at the look in his eyes.
"Char just found her this morning!" he wailed on. "Only a few hours ago, and I've been searching for you ever since, and oh, Princess, I don't know if she'll live..."
Nyssa did not hear the rest of the message, for she was running as fast as her legs would carry her in the direction of the palace, with fear growing in her heart...
oh yeah. didn't flow very well, but i waz half asleep when i wrote some. chap. dedication 2 anyone who thinks they know whats wrong, or the first person who reviews 2 answer my question farther up. amember, things are not always as they seem...
