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She was a nomad
Riding a Pearl white Stallion
It was very hot out but this was normal in the desert.
~*~*~*~*~*~
"Ok Blaze you can rest," said the girl.
They had reached a small oasis, very rare to find in the desert. Blaze trotted over to the spring to lap up his share of water. The girl plopped down by one of the palm trees and closed her eyes. The humid sun has been out since early morning at 6 and she was scorching hot. Blaze noisily lapped up the water and walked around to find food. The girl got up and got her water canteen out. She filled it up and drank half of it enjoying the coolness off the clear blue liquid. She filled it to the top again and stood up. The journey to Illision had taken three days so far and she was still only at half point. She rummaged around her pack and found an old worn out compass. It was a family item along time ago but now it was a good luck charm. It was amazing that it still worked.
"Let's see, so I need to go north and that's that way," she said as the arrow on the compass turned northeast. She wandered around till she found Blaze still looking for food. She spotted a coconut tree and climbed high enough to get a few coconuts. They fell down like a rain shower but not a dent was to be found in them.
She took out her knife and pealed the brown like string covering the coconut. As soon as the hard lair was off she easily slipped the knife inside the coconut making a hole big enough to drink out of. The curious white horse found it way easier. He smashed the coconut in two with a light stomp from his hooves. The girl collected two more coconuts and stored them in her pack. She clambered onto the horses back and grasped his mane. "Hut hut," said the girl and the horse speed out of the oasis back to the searing desert.
~*~*~*~*~*~
The next two days were uneventful for the both of them. The horse walked on despite the heat and weariness.
It had been 7 days since she left Kampala and she still had not reached her destination. Dusk came swiftly on the eighth day at dawn. She took out her compass again for the fiftieth time and checked the direction. She was going the right way. Maybe the compass did not work any longer. "We need to find the nearest town and get more supplies before we are toast," thought the girl.
The winds whirled around them as the sun rose. Getting stronger each time it hit. The sand started flying through the air and before she knew it they were in a sandstorm. She ducked her head down and they moved on. She did not no how long they had been in the sandstorm but it had not passed. She panicked and stopped the horse quite suddenly. The girl dismounted the horse and rummaged through her pack to find a blanket and something to cover the horses' eyes. Blaze lied down beside her and they huddled up close.
When the girl awoke the sandstorm had stopped. They were covered in sand bodily. The girl got up and brushed herself off and worked on getting the sand out of the horses' mane. Blaze got up, the girl mounted and they road in the direction off their target. At about dusk they saw something big in the distance. An outline of a mile long location. "It must be Illision," thought the girl. As they galloped off the girl hoped it wasn't a mirage.
A ½ mile from the Shadow she realized it was a town. They arrived at midnight and found the streets to be empty. She dismounted Blaze and walked into a small inn. The man at the desk was found half asleep and snapped awake as the girl entered. What would you like? "A room," she replied. "Thas 2 pendants," he said. "Let me show you to your room," he said as he collected the pendants from the girl. He led her through a door and past 3 or 4 rooms. He handed her the key and limped up to the front. She opened the door and found a small room with a ragged bed. The girl put her pack down and fell asleep.
* * * * * * * * *
"Listen up! We ride north!"
The raiders turned and rode northeast. They were looking for Illision also. Vicious looking men on black and brown horses. They had no sympathy for others. There were loads upon loads of weapons in their packs and in their pockets. It seemed that their only purpose was to destroy.
After an hour they met up with another group of their own. "Brothers, have you not found anything yet? No, said the others sadly. The sooner we find it the better. Wait! The Leader of the group turned his head and saw a lone rider in the distance. Why were you not with the group? He yelled. I was left behind by the group, he said angrily. I have heard some news that a strange figure on a white horse was heading northeast to Illision, as we are, but no more than that.
"Ok let us ride to Illision." They rode of in the distance.
* * * * * * * * * *
The girl arose from her slumber and found the sun shinning through the window. She picked up her possessions and walked out the inn. The streets were crowded with travelers and merchant stands. Not a normal population for such a small town. She wound her way in and out of the crowd until she had reached a well. She let down the pail to get water just as a group of raiders squeezed through the crowd. The crowd parted leaving a wide space between the opposing group and the girl. She filled the canteen and walked away. Before she could get out though, she locked eyes with one of them. Her emerald eyes sparkled in the sunlight and his blue eyes gleamed brightly in the daylight.
She walked away and they moved in to draw water. She made her way through the crowded streets and found Blaze surrounded by a crowd. There was a rope around his neck and he was frantically trying to get free. The girl pushed her way through the crowd. "What are you doing to my horse!?"
"You are the owner of this horse?"
"Yes"
"I thought it was wild," said the black robed man untruthfully.
"Give him back please," replies the girl.
"A stallion this fine would be worth a lot. I will tell you what I will trade him for two of my finest Arabians."
"He is not for sale; I would not give him up for one-thousand pendants."
"Fine have it your way but you are passing up a grand deal."
"I no what I am doing and I don't need a stranger to tell me."
The man took the rope off of the horses' neck and he rushed over to meet the girl. She mounted and rode to the outskirts of Illision.
* * * * * * * * *
As they cloaked man watched her ride off into the distance he rushed to inform his companions. There was a reason he didn't attack the girl and steal the horse. He would have blown their cover if he would have tried to take the stallion.
"Amar! I have found the stallion and but could not take the horse without arising the suspicion of the people. A young girl has befriended the stallion and they rode of west."
"This is very disturbing news Afior," said Amar scornfully.
"I will see to you later though we must catch up to the couple before they disappear again."
"Strike when the least number of people are there to witness it."
"Yes Amar," and with that he disappeared into the desert.
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Hey people this is a story I made up on my own and I own the characters. Am I supposed to put this at the bottom? Oh well. Can anyone please tell me what slash is? Email me at Saphira23@comcast.net . And please read and review. I worked hard on this story so far. (Even though it was for leisure) Yes I love to write in my spare time but I let no one read my stories. Again I plead please read and review. I don't care if you despise it or love it just please read and review. Lol. I will try to get the next chapter up ASAP.
She was a nomad
Riding a Pearl white Stallion
It was very hot out but this was normal in the desert.
~*~*~*~*~*~
"Ok Blaze you can rest," said the girl.
They had reached a small oasis, very rare to find in the desert. Blaze trotted over to the spring to lap up his share of water. The girl plopped down by one of the palm trees and closed her eyes. The humid sun has been out since early morning at 6 and she was scorching hot. Blaze noisily lapped up the water and walked around to find food. The girl got up and got her water canteen out. She filled it up and drank half of it enjoying the coolness off the clear blue liquid. She filled it to the top again and stood up. The journey to Illision had taken three days so far and she was still only at half point. She rummaged around her pack and found an old worn out compass. It was a family item along time ago but now it was a good luck charm. It was amazing that it still worked.
"Let's see, so I need to go north and that's that way," she said as the arrow on the compass turned northeast. She wandered around till she found Blaze still looking for food. She spotted a coconut tree and climbed high enough to get a few coconuts. They fell down like a rain shower but not a dent was to be found in them.
She took out her knife and pealed the brown like string covering the coconut. As soon as the hard lair was off she easily slipped the knife inside the coconut making a hole big enough to drink out of. The curious white horse found it way easier. He smashed the coconut in two with a light stomp from his hooves. The girl collected two more coconuts and stored them in her pack. She clambered onto the horses back and grasped his mane. "Hut hut," said the girl and the horse speed out of the oasis back to the searing desert.
~*~*~*~*~*~
The next two days were uneventful for the both of them. The horse walked on despite the heat and weariness.
It had been 7 days since she left Kampala and she still had not reached her destination. Dusk came swiftly on the eighth day at dawn. She took out her compass again for the fiftieth time and checked the direction. She was going the right way. Maybe the compass did not work any longer. "We need to find the nearest town and get more supplies before we are toast," thought the girl.
The winds whirled around them as the sun rose. Getting stronger each time it hit. The sand started flying through the air and before she knew it they were in a sandstorm. She ducked her head down and they moved on. She did not no how long they had been in the sandstorm but it had not passed. She panicked and stopped the horse quite suddenly. The girl dismounted the horse and rummaged through her pack to find a blanket and something to cover the horses' eyes. Blaze lied down beside her and they huddled up close.
When the girl awoke the sandstorm had stopped. They were covered in sand bodily. The girl got up and brushed herself off and worked on getting the sand out of the horses' mane. Blaze got up, the girl mounted and they road in the direction off their target. At about dusk they saw something big in the distance. An outline of a mile long location. "It must be Illision," thought the girl. As they galloped off the girl hoped it wasn't a mirage.
A ½ mile from the Shadow she realized it was a town. They arrived at midnight and found the streets to be empty. She dismounted Blaze and walked into a small inn. The man at the desk was found half asleep and snapped awake as the girl entered. What would you like? "A room," she replied. "Thas 2 pendants," he said. "Let me show you to your room," he said as he collected the pendants from the girl. He led her through a door and past 3 or 4 rooms. He handed her the key and limped up to the front. She opened the door and found a small room with a ragged bed. The girl put her pack down and fell asleep.
* * * * * * * * *
"Listen up! We ride north!"
The raiders turned and rode northeast. They were looking for Illision also. Vicious looking men on black and brown horses. They had no sympathy for others. There were loads upon loads of weapons in their packs and in their pockets. It seemed that their only purpose was to destroy.
After an hour they met up with another group of their own. "Brothers, have you not found anything yet? No, said the others sadly. The sooner we find it the better. Wait! The Leader of the group turned his head and saw a lone rider in the distance. Why were you not with the group? He yelled. I was left behind by the group, he said angrily. I have heard some news that a strange figure on a white horse was heading northeast to Illision, as we are, but no more than that.
"Ok let us ride to Illision." They rode of in the distance.
* * * * * * * * * *
The girl arose from her slumber and found the sun shinning through the window. She picked up her possessions and walked out the inn. The streets were crowded with travelers and merchant stands. Not a normal population for such a small town. She wound her way in and out of the crowd until she had reached a well. She let down the pail to get water just as a group of raiders squeezed through the crowd. The crowd parted leaving a wide space between the opposing group and the girl. She filled the canteen and walked away. Before she could get out though, she locked eyes with one of them. Her emerald eyes sparkled in the sunlight and his blue eyes gleamed brightly in the daylight.
She walked away and they moved in to draw water. She made her way through the crowded streets and found Blaze surrounded by a crowd. There was a rope around his neck and he was frantically trying to get free. The girl pushed her way through the crowd. "What are you doing to my horse!?"
"You are the owner of this horse?"
"Yes"
"I thought it was wild," said the black robed man untruthfully.
"Give him back please," replies the girl.
"A stallion this fine would be worth a lot. I will tell you what I will trade him for two of my finest Arabians."
"He is not for sale; I would not give him up for one-thousand pendants."
"Fine have it your way but you are passing up a grand deal."
"I no what I am doing and I don't need a stranger to tell me."
The man took the rope off of the horses' neck and he rushed over to meet the girl. She mounted and rode to the outskirts of Illision.
* * * * * * * * *
As they cloaked man watched her ride off into the distance he rushed to inform his companions. There was a reason he didn't attack the girl and steal the horse. He would have blown their cover if he would have tried to take the stallion.
"Amar! I have found the stallion and but could not take the horse without arising the suspicion of the people. A young girl has befriended the stallion and they rode of west."
"This is very disturbing news Afior," said Amar scornfully.
"I will see to you later though we must catch up to the couple before they disappear again."
"Strike when the least number of people are there to witness it."
"Yes Amar," and with that he disappeared into the desert.
* * * * * * * * *
Hey people this is a story I made up on my own and I own the characters. Am I supposed to put this at the bottom? Oh well. Can anyone please tell me what slash is? Email me at Saphira23@comcast.net . And please read and review. I worked hard on this story so far. (Even though it was for leisure) Yes I love to write in my spare time but I let no one read my stories. Again I plead please read and review. I don't care if you despise it or love it just please read and review. Lol. I will try to get the next chapter up ASAP.