It's not every day you see a shooting star. They are somewhat a rare sight, even more so up north at the top of central Saskatchewan.
The cold relentless climate can be relatively the same as that of the Barbaric Archipelago centered in the past. Stories often told of its harsh treatment of those who dared live there.
Only the toughest or most stubborn of people stay, most gradually make there way back to the comforts of big cities.
My family was a mix we were both tough and stubborn. Living out in the middle of nowhere in the mysterious land of frozen.. well everything.
Out here numbers counted so that's why I was stuck as the oldest of eight kids. A/N I really am the big sister of eight kids. Not that I minded but like everything else it had its ups and downs, one of them I was currently dealing with.
So there I was, doing the bittersweet job of dishes. Listening to my younger siblings watch an HTTYD RTTE episode, wondering what it would be like if I could be in the dragons world. I was a huge fan I mean we even had relatives from and around that area. Not to mention my best friend was related to Vikings. I had read and watched like everything they had on them and learned the writing system of Old Norse. It would be so fun to live in that world.
Sighing I rinsed a plat before placing it with the others on the drying rack, wishing I could be in that world.
Looking back out the window into the cool world of the outside watching as the stars made there appearance in the cold dark sky. I went back to scrubbing a pan trying to get the bits of fried rice off the bottom.
A flash of light caught my eye, I looked out the window again. A star was shooting across the sky I looked again sure my eyes were playing tricks on me. But somehow it seemed to be alive and drawing closer.
Gasping I dropped the pan then turned a ran upstairs to my room to get a better look. The clatter scared awake the pregnant cat Beasty sleeping on a nearby chair, but by then I was halfway up the staircase. Passing my bunny in the hallway I picked the lock on my door and rushed inside.
I could see the light clearly through my window now, crossing the sky in a ragged line. Was it my imagination or was it coming closer? Curiosity got the best of me and I carefully slipped through the window making my way into the roof.
The light was clearly not a star anymore but it was too bright for me to really tell what it was. It kept coming closer faster and faster when I realized it could hit me. I braced for impact shielding my face with my arms as the light was so bright.
Suddenly it stopped and the light faded to a dull glow, but the rush of wind knocked me over.
I landed flat on my back with a thump! Sitting up slowly and carefully lowered my arms, opening my eyes I was shocked at what I saw.
It was a door, a floating glowing door. Standing I stepped closer trying to figure out what on earth this was and how!?
It was a simple wooden door, set in an ornately carved frame. An iron door handle was attached to the front glowing slightly. Brushing my fingers across the surface feeling the sanded down texture that was in good condition for how old it looked. I yelped and jumped back when glowing runes appeared over the wooden planks.
Now I was really thankful I had spent some time learning runes as I could make out what they said.
Tracing the symbols gently I translated them in my head.
Behind this dooR your fate awaits
A great advenTure you must face
Was once a tall Tale now comes true
Now you must Enter your hidden life anew
That made no sense to me what so ever so I said it again out loud hoping it might make more sense.
"Behind this dooR your fate awaits
A great advenTure you must face
Was once a tall Tale now comes true
Now you must Enter your hidden life anew"
As I said it four letters began to glow brighter. I reached out touching them in the order they were placed in, R T T E.
"What on earth could that possibly mean?" I mumbled to myself. Then it hit me.
" RTTE! Race to the Edge! Oh of course." I exclaimed smacking the door angry at myself for not figuring that out soon. But I was shocked into silence when the wooden door glowed brightly then opened at my touch.
I gasped jerking backward nearly falling off the roof but instead tumbled through my window dropping into my room. I immediately sprang to my feet looking out at the door again.
It was still there, glowing slightly as if inviting me to go through. Deciding I might as well investigate I dressed into my ranger outfit.
It consisted of a cloak a set of shoulder, knee, and arm pads. With my daggers and bow-staff strapped to me in an array of hidden pockets.
Now ready I approached to door again I climbed onto the roof again and faced to door. Taking a deep breath I pushed it open.