Disclaimer: Not all that is written are my own ideas
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Dreamer and the Gnome
By Elizabeth Stargazer
Overnight
"Oh how I dream of the day I shall fall in love!" Dawn sighed and flopped down upon the air mattress, which wobbled like jello.
Kathryn half smiled, unbraiding her long dark hair, "Yes.but with such selection at your school I should say that chances are rather slim."
Dawn burst into uproarious laughter at the thought of marring one of the idiots from her school. Rolling onto her side she reached for her bag of Lemon Heads and popped one of the small candies into her mouth, savoring the shocking taste.
"He would, of course, have to be totally hot."
Kathryn grimaced at the word, never being found of calling a guy "hot".
"What are you thinkin' of, Katie? What kind of man would you go for?"
Kathryn smiled, brushing her hair, "I fear, Dawn, that our tastes are very much different. He would be very handsome, kind and gentle with eyes like the sea."
Dawn made a rude noise deep in her throat and then grinned wolfishly. "You and you're 'dream men'!"
Kathryn shrugged and set down her brush, flipping her hair behind her. She sighed and smiled shaking her head. Sitting on her bed she gazed out into the dark woods, "He's out there somewhere Dawn. Perhaps he's thinking of me now."
Later that night Kathryn awoke with a start. She lay still, listening and trying to figure out what had startled her out of sleep. She heard a footfall downstairs, then a pause. Her heart began to pound.
CREAK!
Someone was coming up the stairs! She was shaking now and swallowed several times, trying to get enough courage to warn her friend, Dawn, who was soundly sleeping on the air mattress.
Gathering her wits she slide silently from her bed, her nightgown swishing slightly. Closing the door and locking it, Kathryn unsheathed her great grandfather's sword. It was rusty and not meant for combat but she felt slightly safer with a weapon though she knew not how to use it.
CREAK! CREAK! Holding the sword before her she hurried to Dawn's side.
"Dawn!" she hissed, no response. She knelt down and shook her friend.
"Dawn, please! Wake up!"
A hand shot forth and grabbed Kathryn's arm. She screamed and tried to pull away. At that moment the door to her room burst open and something hard clubbed the back of her neck and she knew no more.
The Dreamer and the Gnome
By Elizabeth Stargazer
Overnight
"Oh how I dream of the day I shall fall in love!" Dawn sighed and flopped down upon the air mattress, which wobbled like jello.
Kathryn half smiled, unbraiding her long dark hair, "Yes.but with such selection at your school I should say that chances are rather slim."
Dawn burst into uproarious laughter at the thought of marring one of the idiots from her school. Rolling onto her side she reached for her bag of Lemon Heads and popped one of the small candies into her mouth, savoring the shocking taste.
"He would, of course, have to be totally hot."
Kathryn grimaced at the word, never being found of calling a guy "hot".
"What are you thinkin' of, Katie? What kind of man would you go for?"
Kathryn smiled, brushing her hair, "I fear, Dawn, that our tastes are very much different. He would be very handsome, kind and gentle with eyes like the sea."
Dawn made a rude noise deep in her throat and then grinned wolfishly. "You and you're 'dream men'!"
Kathryn shrugged and set down her brush, flipping her hair behind her. She sighed and smiled shaking her head. Sitting on her bed she gazed out into the dark woods, "He's out there somewhere Dawn. Perhaps he's thinking of me now."
Later that night Kathryn awoke with a start. She lay still, listening and trying to figure out what had startled her out of sleep. She heard a footfall downstairs, then a pause. Her heart began to pound.
CREAK!
Someone was coming up the stairs! She was shaking now and swallowed several times, trying to get enough courage to warn her friend, Dawn, who was soundly sleeping on the air mattress.
Gathering her wits she slide silently from her bed, her nightgown swishing slightly. Closing the door and locking it, Kathryn unsheathed her great grandfather's sword. It was rusty and not meant for combat but she felt slightly safer with a weapon though she knew not how to use it.
CREAK! CREAK! Holding the sword before her she hurried to Dawn's side.
"Dawn!" she hissed, no response. She knelt down and shook her friend.
"Dawn, please! Wake up!"
A hand shot forth and grabbed Kathryn's arm. She screamed and tried to pull away. At that moment the door to her room burst open and something hard clubbed the back of her neck and she knew no more.