Chapter 2
Tellina tryed to scream but found there was and hand clamped over her mouth preventing her from doing what she intended. She looked down and saw the glint of metal in the moonlight. Tellina tryed to struggle.
"If you don't stop and give me what I want.......I'll kill you," a masculine voice said. He took his hand off her mouth long enough for Tellina to answer.
"What do you want?" Tellina managed to wisper.
"You," came the reply.
Tellina wimperd involentaraly and started quaking with fear.
"I told you.......don't move," the man said bringing the dagger down to her shoulder and peircing it. The wound was deep and hot, sticky blood ran down her arm and soaked into the bedcovers.
Just then there was a bright light in the center of the room. They both looked to see what it was.
Tellina looked into the light and saw, not her room, but a grassy plain that seemed to go on for ages. She looked back at her captor and saw that he was preoccupied with the strange light. Tellina seized up all her strength and pushed. She succeded in throwing him to the floor.
Now that the man was in the light, Tellina reconized him as one of the guests at the feast.
Lord and Lady, Tellina swore, No wonder I didn't hear him come in.
Tellina jumped from the bed and landed on the intruder. She used her hand-to-hand combat skills to break and bloody his nose.
Good thing I insisted on learning how to fight, Tellina thought.
All of a sudden something huge wedged itself between them. Tellina saw more and more blood by the moment.
Tellina stumbled back. Now that she could see the beast, Tellina saw that it was a horrible combination of dog and snake. It had long, sharp teeth and claws.
She gasped remembering one of her ancesters stories that told of a creature like this. It was a wyrsa : a monster from the Dorisha Plains!
Just when the wyrsa turned on her, Tellina jumped onto the bed and then leaped and grasped the chandelier that hung from the high ceiling. She swung her legs up and around it so that the wyrsa couldn't get to her.
After what felt like an eternity, Tellina's legs began tiring very rapidly. They swung down despite her efforts to keep them up. Her hands began to sweat. They started slipping.
"Oh gods," Tellina pleaded aloud.
Just as she couldn't hold on any longer, Tellina looked down and saw the wyrsa getting ready to pounce. She felt a srange power welling up inside her. She glared at the beast and it suddenly burst into falames. Her skin began to ache like she had a sevire sunburn. Then she heard a neigh. Then the door was pushed open. The wyrsa was smoldering silently below her. By this time the strange light had gone away and Tellina could no longer see the grassy plain.
Tellina looked towards the door and saw a radiant glow.
Not another bedamned light, Tellina thought.
A voice somewhere inside her head said :I Choose you. I love you and I will never leave you. : It was a feminine voice and Tellina found herself falling into a pool of love, trust, joy, and an overwhelming feeling that she would never feel lonely again. With it came a feeling of being accepted no matter what she had done in the past.
Tellina tryed to scream but found there was and hand clamped over her mouth preventing her from doing what she intended. She looked down and saw the glint of metal in the moonlight. Tellina tryed to struggle.
"If you don't stop and give me what I want.......I'll kill you," a masculine voice said. He took his hand off her mouth long enough for Tellina to answer.
"What do you want?" Tellina managed to wisper.
"You," came the reply.
Tellina wimperd involentaraly and started quaking with fear.
"I told you.......don't move," the man said bringing the dagger down to her shoulder and peircing it. The wound was deep and hot, sticky blood ran down her arm and soaked into the bedcovers.
Just then there was a bright light in the center of the room. They both looked to see what it was.
Tellina looked into the light and saw, not her room, but a grassy plain that seemed to go on for ages. She looked back at her captor and saw that he was preoccupied with the strange light. Tellina seized up all her strength and pushed. She succeded in throwing him to the floor.
Now that the man was in the light, Tellina reconized him as one of the guests at the feast.
Lord and Lady, Tellina swore, No wonder I didn't hear him come in.
Tellina jumped from the bed and landed on the intruder. She used her hand-to-hand combat skills to break and bloody his nose.
Good thing I insisted on learning how to fight, Tellina thought.
All of a sudden something huge wedged itself between them. Tellina saw more and more blood by the moment.
Tellina stumbled back. Now that she could see the beast, Tellina saw that it was a horrible combination of dog and snake. It had long, sharp teeth and claws.
She gasped remembering one of her ancesters stories that told of a creature like this. It was a wyrsa : a monster from the Dorisha Plains!
Just when the wyrsa turned on her, Tellina jumped onto the bed and then leaped and grasped the chandelier that hung from the high ceiling. She swung her legs up and around it so that the wyrsa couldn't get to her.
After what felt like an eternity, Tellina's legs began tiring very rapidly. They swung down despite her efforts to keep them up. Her hands began to sweat. They started slipping.
"Oh gods," Tellina pleaded aloud.
Just as she couldn't hold on any longer, Tellina looked down and saw the wyrsa getting ready to pounce. She felt a srange power welling up inside her. She glared at the beast and it suddenly burst into falames. Her skin began to ache like she had a sevire sunburn. Then she heard a neigh. Then the door was pushed open. The wyrsa was smoldering silently below her. By this time the strange light had gone away and Tellina could no longer see the grassy plain.
Tellina looked towards the door and saw a radiant glow.
Not another bedamned light, Tellina thought.
A voice somewhere inside her head said :I Choose you. I love you and I will never leave you. : It was a feminine voice and Tellina found herself falling into a pool of love, trust, joy, and an overwhelming feeling that she would never feel lonely again. With it came a feeling of being accepted no matter what she had done in the past.