hello all. sorry it took so long to get my next chapter up. i was feeling very lazy and im very caught up in Cassia's absolute genius in writing. ill try to be more faithful from now on. i promise.
oh, and all of Rhiannon's thoughts are in *s.
Rhiannon slept late that morning. She was having one of her favorite dreams (the one where an absolute STUD of a Centaur was giving her a back massage). Then everything brightened and a beautiful white light was surrounding her. She didn't know how to describe it. It was so, so....so in her face, partly because Lugh had opened the flaps of their tent and was now shouting at her at the top of his lungs to get up you sleepyhead. Rhiannon groaned and flopped back down on her sleeping mat. Suddenly something extremely cold and wet hit her in the face. It didn't take much then for her groggy horse legs to hoist up her sleep-laden body and scream a death threat to Lugh.
*Well, I might as well get up now. That was my favorite dream. I'll get back at Lugh for that, I just have to think up something adequate for a felony of such magnitude.*
After a nice, long wash in the stream, Rhiannon went for her morning run. This consisted mainly of an open prairie and ended on a trail in the woods. As she cantered along, she collected her thoughts and ran through her schedule for the day.
*feed Lugh* *feed myself* *feed Lugh* *start lunch* *feed Lugh* *help Mrs. Colhoran with her garden* *feed Lugh (or should I?)* *feed myself* *THEN I CAN DO WHATEVER I WANT!!!!!*
For some reason, her dream had completely slipped her mind.
When Rhiannon reached the wooded path, she slowed down to a meandering trot. This was her favorite place in all Eire and she wouldn't hurry through for anything. She like this place because it seemed so peaceful. Actually, it was an aspen grove. Through the silver trees, the sun shone down on a winding brook and reflected off the leaves, making the entire place look like a winter faerie land that never melted and stayed throughout the summer. Rhiannon stopped and stepped gracefully into the brook, letting the water cool her feet and the wind blow through her mane. Rhiannon closed her eyes, savoring the moment and embedding it in her memory, along with many others much the same.
Suddenly the previously cool and comforting wind sang with alarm and danger. Rhiannon's eyes snapped open--only to reveal a completely different place. Her peaceful brook had turned into a wide river, strangely shallow, and her aspen grove into an open field.
Rhiannon's eyes widened in shock and suprise as she gazed around her. Surrounding the field on three sides were woods, but that wasn't what suprised Rhiannon. On the fourth side of the field was a magnificent city/mansion, she wasn't sure which. She nodded approval as she noted that the buildings had been built around the trees, not where trees had been.
But there were still two very opressing questions that were far more important than her opinion of the city/mansion.
*Where am I? And why am I here?*
of course, all of u kno the answer to that. not much of a cliffhanger, but im bored and i cant think of a better way to end it. if u can, review this story and see if u can show me up. id be glad for any reviews since i only have one. oh, by the way, i forgot to tell u how to pronounce Rhiannon's name. its irish, so its kinda hard.
Rhiannon= Ree-ann-in Cealodhain= Kuh-lod-in (the "o" is long)
im writing two chapters tonight, maybe three, but i have to see when my parents will make me go to bed. ill try my best.
Rhiannon slept late that morning. She was having one of her favorite dreams (the one where an absolute STUD of a Centaur was giving her a back massage). Then everything brightened and a beautiful white light was surrounding her. She didn't know how to describe it. It was so, so....so in her face, partly because Lugh had opened the flaps of their tent and was now shouting at her at the top of his lungs to get up you sleepyhead. Rhiannon groaned and flopped back down on her sleeping mat. Suddenly something extremely cold and wet hit her in the face. It didn't take much then for her groggy horse legs to hoist up her sleep-laden body and scream a death threat to Lugh.
*Well, I might as well get up now. That was my favorite dream. I'll get back at Lugh for that, I just have to think up something adequate for a felony of such magnitude.*
After a nice, long wash in the stream, Rhiannon went for her morning run. This consisted mainly of an open prairie and ended on a trail in the woods. As she cantered along, she collected her thoughts and ran through her schedule for the day.
*feed Lugh* *feed myself* *feed Lugh* *start lunch* *feed Lugh* *help Mrs. Colhoran with her garden* *feed Lugh (or should I?)* *feed myself* *THEN I CAN DO WHATEVER I WANT!!!!!*
For some reason, her dream had completely slipped her mind.
When Rhiannon reached the wooded path, she slowed down to a meandering trot. This was her favorite place in all Eire and she wouldn't hurry through for anything. She like this place because it seemed so peaceful. Actually, it was an aspen grove. Through the silver trees, the sun shone down on a winding brook and reflected off the leaves, making the entire place look like a winter faerie land that never melted and stayed throughout the summer. Rhiannon stopped and stepped gracefully into the brook, letting the water cool her feet and the wind blow through her mane. Rhiannon closed her eyes, savoring the moment and embedding it in her memory, along with many others much the same.
Suddenly the previously cool and comforting wind sang with alarm and danger. Rhiannon's eyes snapped open--only to reveal a completely different place. Her peaceful brook had turned into a wide river, strangely shallow, and her aspen grove into an open field.
Rhiannon's eyes widened in shock and suprise as she gazed around her. Surrounding the field on three sides were woods, but that wasn't what suprised Rhiannon. On the fourth side of the field was a magnificent city/mansion, she wasn't sure which. She nodded approval as she noted that the buildings had been built around the trees, not where trees had been.
But there were still two very opressing questions that were far more important than her opinion of the city/mansion.
*Where am I? And why am I here?*
of course, all of u kno the answer to that. not much of a cliffhanger, but im bored and i cant think of a better way to end it. if u can, review this story and see if u can show me up. id be glad for any reviews since i only have one. oh, by the way, i forgot to tell u how to pronounce Rhiannon's name. its irish, so its kinda hard.
Rhiannon= Ree-ann-in Cealodhain= Kuh-lod-in (the "o" is long)
im writing two chapters tonight, maybe three, but i have to see when my parents will make me go to bed. ill try my best.