Chapter VII
Into the Woods
De and I were searching the world, when we stumbled upon a large, and impressively important looking oak door.
"Where do you think that leads to?" De asked me.
"And I'm somehow supposed to know? Come on, let's check it out, yeah?" I asked. She nodded, and we walked through the doorway.
"Wow!" But that wasn't enough to convey our feeling. We had walked out of the building, and it was absolutely beautiful! I'd never even thought of there being an outside, and if I had, I couldn't possibly have expected this! Gorgeous, perfect-green grass lay over the ground, and stretched for farther than I could see. There were enormous amounts of possible hiding places for us; underneath the roots of trees, behind thick willow tree branches, in holes between the rocks. We walked towards a particularly tree filled area and began to walk between them, looking at their knarled, auburn structures. As we passed a horse chestnut we heard children's voices nearby; we crept towards the tree they sat behind, planning through some well-placed leaves.
"Oww!" De exclaimed.
"Who's there? We know you're there!" Came a voice from behind the wide based tree.
They'd heard us now, so there was know point trying to stay quiet.
"De, are you all right?"
Two figures jumped out into view, the expressions of anger on their faces soon turning to those of apprehension and concern. Lydia was lashing her limbs across the floor in a fit.
"What's wrong? Didn't you stay clear of the venom tree? You should know about that!"
"Can you help her? Please!" I begged them.
"Yeah, move out the way quickly.
"Heal the wound and save the soul,
Make this child once more whole." A mythical, clear blue light spread from Lydia, and I stepped back.
"What the hell was that?" I was completely astonished, but De had stopped thrashing about on the floor so it must have been something good. "De, are you ok?"
"She'll be fine in a few minutes. Are you a first year? They should have explained this stuff to you!" The boy frowned.
"In case you were wondering, I'm Flis, short for Felicity, and this is Spak, joking! This is Zack. Who're you?" Asked the girl, apparently called Flis.
"I'm Danielle and this is Milly, call me Danny. Yeah, I'm in the first year and this is my little sis', she's staying for a while, our folks have gotta sort things out without us around. What year are you guys in? How old?"
"I'm 15, in the third year. She's 14 in the third."
Into the Woods
De and I were searching the world, when we stumbled upon a large, and impressively important looking oak door.
"Where do you think that leads to?" De asked me.
"And I'm somehow supposed to know? Come on, let's check it out, yeah?" I asked. She nodded, and we walked through the doorway.
"Wow!" But that wasn't enough to convey our feeling. We had walked out of the building, and it was absolutely beautiful! I'd never even thought of there being an outside, and if I had, I couldn't possibly have expected this! Gorgeous, perfect-green grass lay over the ground, and stretched for farther than I could see. There were enormous amounts of possible hiding places for us; underneath the roots of trees, behind thick willow tree branches, in holes between the rocks. We walked towards a particularly tree filled area and began to walk between them, looking at their knarled, auburn structures. As we passed a horse chestnut we heard children's voices nearby; we crept towards the tree they sat behind, planning through some well-placed leaves.
"Oww!" De exclaimed.
"Who's there? We know you're there!" Came a voice from behind the wide based tree.
They'd heard us now, so there was know point trying to stay quiet.
"De, are you all right?"
Two figures jumped out into view, the expressions of anger on their faces soon turning to those of apprehension and concern. Lydia was lashing her limbs across the floor in a fit.
"What's wrong? Didn't you stay clear of the venom tree? You should know about that!"
"Can you help her? Please!" I begged them.
"Yeah, move out the way quickly.
"Heal the wound and save the soul,
Make this child once more whole." A mythical, clear blue light spread from Lydia, and I stepped back.
"What the hell was that?" I was completely astonished, but De had stopped thrashing about on the floor so it must have been something good. "De, are you ok?"
"She'll be fine in a few minutes. Are you a first year? They should have explained this stuff to you!" The boy frowned.
"In case you were wondering, I'm Flis, short for Felicity, and this is Spak, joking! This is Zack. Who're you?" Asked the girl, apparently called Flis.
"I'm Danielle and this is Milly, call me Danny. Yeah, I'm in the first year and this is my little sis', she's staying for a while, our folks have gotta sort things out without us around. What year are you guys in? How old?"
"I'm 15, in the third year. She's 14 in the third."