Ah, yes, the finale to my namesake's tragic first book. The second one is in progress and I'll post it depending on what kind of reviews I get. Now, sit back, relax and enjoy.
(Jendai: I'll give you some popcorn if you stop strangling me.)
(AF strangles him in a hug anyway and steals his popcorn)
Epilogue
Seawater spray stung the faces of the three riding, and the one swimming. The seas were cold and gray this morning. Clouds of the same color rode the winds high above the ocean, obscuring the view of the dawn sky and whatever stars were left. The group's leader scanned the skies constantly, frowning at the bad weather. Her hazel eyes followed the long dancing band of red and white starlight that glowed beyond the other huddled masses of stars. "Can you keep on going Lapras?" she asked suddenly. "It's growing closer together."
came the telepathic answer. I can sense an island coming up ahead. We can whether this storm there.
-Are you sure me and Scy'll be okay in just a tent?- Charmeleon asked. -Not to mention 'Et, the squirt and the dog. The houseplant should be fine in rain.-
Lapras answered, dipping her head forward to fight a particularly large swell.
Silence descended as the water type fought ever-increasing swells. It got to the point where they threatened to crash down on them. Scyther had turned a different color of green than what was healthy, and Charmeleon was cowering under her Trainer's cloak. Their trainer dutifully returned them to their balls, as it would be safer within the metallic walls than out here. She then wrapped her arms around Lapras's neck, hanging on for dear life. It was as if the sea had been turned into a roller coaster. Lapras fought her way to the crest of a swell, then surfed her way back down the other side. Wind whipped Aliet's hood off, sending her cloak flying like a cape behind her. After hours of fighting the tireless waves, the black outline of an island appeared on the dark horizon. With renewed strength, Lapras surged towards it, plowing through the smaller waves to skirt around the large ones.
Cliffs were the first thing Aliet noticed. Sharp, rocky cliffs descended down into the churning sea, letting the waves dash themselves over almost nonexistent shores. Lapras announced. Even her elegant mind-voice sounded tired.
"Get me in as close as you can," she ordered, standing. One hand braced herself against the water type's head. Lapras swam in, within three feet of deadly rocks. Aliet jumped, landing barely on a smooth stone outcropping. She recalled Lapras and thanked her. Now she had to climb. Delicately picking her way over the slippery rocks, she searched for a first handhold in the cliff. A foothold soon followed. Hand over hand, foot over foot, she started up the relatively dry cliff face. Wind pulled at her cloak, tugged fiercely at her jeans. It dragged tears out of her eyes. Gritting her teeth, she kept on climbing, not once looking down. The months on the road had toughened her.
With a thunderclap, rain began to fall. The already difficult climb became even harder. Sharp rocks cut into her fingers, rubbing them raw in placed. They tore at her thick sandals, but were unable to harm the specialized leather. Rain lashed at her long braid, pulling it out to allow strands to plaster themselves to her cold, clammy face. The last handhold neared, showing her the top rim of the cliff. Stiffly, she pulled herself up, sitting on the edge for a long moment. Her soaked garments barely kept her warm against the howling storm around her. In a flash of lightning, she saw the building and looked up at it. It looked like some kind of school... although who would build a school on an isolated island, she didn't know. All the windows that she could see were still intact, but the door needed work. She didn't mind work. It kept the mind free of all other cluttering thoughts.
The clouds parted in a quick puff of wind, showing, for an instant, the long band of stars glittering towards the distance over the small building. Aliet smiled to herself, climbing from her crouch and heading towards the shelter that would soon become her home.
FIN
(Jendai: I'll give you some popcorn if you stop strangling me.)
(AF strangles him in a hug anyway and steals his popcorn)
Epilogue
Seawater spray stung the faces of the three riding, and the one swimming. The seas were cold and gray this morning. Clouds of the same color rode the winds high above the ocean, obscuring the view of the dawn sky and whatever stars were left. The group's leader scanned the skies constantly, frowning at the bad weather. Her hazel eyes followed the long dancing band of red and white starlight that glowed beyond the other huddled masses of stars. "Can you keep on going Lapras?" she asked suddenly. "It's growing closer together."
came the telepathic answer. I can sense an island coming up ahead. We can whether this storm there.
-Are you sure me and Scy'll be okay in just a tent?- Charmeleon asked. -Not to mention 'Et, the squirt and the dog. The houseplant should be fine in rain.-
Lapras answered, dipping her head forward to fight a particularly large swell.
Silence descended as the water type fought ever-increasing swells. It got to the point where they threatened to crash down on them. Scyther had turned a different color of green than what was healthy, and Charmeleon was cowering under her Trainer's cloak. Their trainer dutifully returned them to their balls, as it would be safer within the metallic walls than out here. She then wrapped her arms around Lapras's neck, hanging on for dear life. It was as if the sea had been turned into a roller coaster. Lapras fought her way to the crest of a swell, then surfed her way back down the other side. Wind whipped Aliet's hood off, sending her cloak flying like a cape behind her. After hours of fighting the tireless waves, the black outline of an island appeared on the dark horizon. With renewed strength, Lapras surged towards it, plowing through the smaller waves to skirt around the large ones.
Cliffs were the first thing Aliet noticed. Sharp, rocky cliffs descended down into the churning sea, letting the waves dash themselves over almost nonexistent shores. Lapras announced. Even her elegant mind-voice sounded tired.
"Get me in as close as you can," she ordered, standing. One hand braced herself against the water type's head. Lapras swam in, within three feet of deadly rocks. Aliet jumped, landing barely on a smooth stone outcropping. She recalled Lapras and thanked her. Now she had to climb. Delicately picking her way over the slippery rocks, she searched for a first handhold in the cliff. A foothold soon followed. Hand over hand, foot over foot, she started up the relatively dry cliff face. Wind pulled at her cloak, tugged fiercely at her jeans. It dragged tears out of her eyes. Gritting her teeth, she kept on climbing, not once looking down. The months on the road had toughened her.
With a thunderclap, rain began to fall. The already difficult climb became even harder. Sharp rocks cut into her fingers, rubbing them raw in placed. They tore at her thick sandals, but were unable to harm the specialized leather. Rain lashed at her long braid, pulling it out to allow strands to plaster themselves to her cold, clammy face. The last handhold neared, showing her the top rim of the cliff. Stiffly, she pulled herself up, sitting on the edge for a long moment. Her soaked garments barely kept her warm against the howling storm around her. In a flash of lightning, she saw the building and looked up at it. It looked like some kind of school... although who would build a school on an isolated island, she didn't know. All the windows that she could see were still intact, but the door needed work. She didn't mind work. It kept the mind free of all other cluttering thoughts.
The clouds parted in a quick puff of wind, showing, for an instant, the long band of stars glittering towards the distance over the small building. Aliet smiled to herself, climbing from her crouch and heading towards the shelter that would soon become her home.
FIN
