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Chapter Seven
Tyra
I was sitting in one of Myles' studies, waiting for him to get me some last minute equipment and than for us to go to Tyra. Myles came in, carrying a small case and some scissors. Scissors? I thought.
Myles laid the case on the table and opened it. Inside there was paper, ink, and a quill. Along with those there was a small golden oval locked and a mirror. "There are basics for writing, paper, ink and a quill. The locket is so that we can keep track of you. The mirror has a speaking spell on it, and I think a vision spell, so you can communicate," he said, with me nodding throughout what he said, and than reached over and snipped off several strands of my long black hair.
"Hey!" I yelped. "What the hell was that for?"
"He took the strands of hair, put them in an envelope and than sealed it. "For a focus, if worst comes to worse. We'd like to be able to find you and than retrieve you unharmed."
"Oh," I said, embarrassed that I had freaked out. "So," I said, changing the subject, "since that is all done, shouldn't we go?"
"Oh wait, I have one more thing," Myles said and left the room. Soon he returned with a humongous, white puppy. "He's for you," he told me. I held out my arms and Myles put him into them. I hugged the puppy close to my body and it licked my face.
"Does he have a name?" I asked.
"Yes, his name is Algy. I don't know where it came from. That's what Thom, Alanna's son, called him," Sir Myles said and smiled.
"Algy," I repeated. "Cute."
"Are you ready to go," he asked.
"Yep," I said and carried Algy out.
***
Tyra was huge! It was huge and crowded. And me, not liking crowds, couldn't wait to leave. "Algy," I said as he jumped up on the bed beside me, "tomorrow, you and are leaving tomorrow, imagine that." Algy cocked his head cutely at me and I laughed, "no, you can't imagine that, can you?" I scratched his head and went to sleep.
The next morning, I borded the ship, looking, almost, forward to a start going to the Copper Isles. I waved to miles and looked down at the papers he gave me. Kalea of Ebony Wood in Tyra, I read. Funny, I thought, I get to play the part of a noble. That explains all the etiquette and fancy dresses.
Note: Yes. I do like these notes. Well, sorry about the short chapter.
Chapter Seven
Tyra
I was sitting in one of Myles' studies, waiting for him to get me some last minute equipment and than for us to go to Tyra. Myles came in, carrying a small case and some scissors. Scissors? I thought.
Myles laid the case on the table and opened it. Inside there was paper, ink, and a quill. Along with those there was a small golden oval locked and a mirror. "There are basics for writing, paper, ink and a quill. The locket is so that we can keep track of you. The mirror has a speaking spell on it, and I think a vision spell, so you can communicate," he said, with me nodding throughout what he said, and than reached over and snipped off several strands of my long black hair.
"Hey!" I yelped. "What the hell was that for?"
"He took the strands of hair, put them in an envelope and than sealed it. "For a focus, if worst comes to worse. We'd like to be able to find you and than retrieve you unharmed."
"Oh," I said, embarrassed that I had freaked out. "So," I said, changing the subject, "since that is all done, shouldn't we go?"
"Oh wait, I have one more thing," Myles said and left the room. Soon he returned with a humongous, white puppy. "He's for you," he told me. I held out my arms and Myles put him into them. I hugged the puppy close to my body and it licked my face.
"Does he have a name?" I asked.
"Yes, his name is Algy. I don't know where it came from. That's what Thom, Alanna's son, called him," Sir Myles said and smiled.
"Algy," I repeated. "Cute."
"Are you ready to go," he asked.
"Yep," I said and carried Algy out.
***
Tyra was huge! It was huge and crowded. And me, not liking crowds, couldn't wait to leave. "Algy," I said as he jumped up on the bed beside me, "tomorrow, you and are leaving tomorrow, imagine that." Algy cocked his head cutely at me and I laughed, "no, you can't imagine that, can you?" I scratched his head and went to sleep.
The next morning, I borded the ship, looking, almost, forward to a start going to the Copper Isles. I waved to miles and looked down at the papers he gave me. Kalea of Ebony Wood in Tyra, I read. Funny, I thought, I get to play the part of a noble. That explains all the etiquette and fancy dresses.
Note: Yes. I do like these notes. Well, sorry about the short chapter.