Phases of the Moon
By: ChocolateEclar
Disclaimer: All characters belong to the magnificent authoress, Diana Wynne Jones. I just rented them for a while.
Claimer: I only own Wyn, Aidan, evil Kamania, and 'The Legend of the Maiden.'
To Caudex: Thanks for the complements and constructive criticism. I don't think I made any spelling mistakes though, except I still have to fix, in chapter 13 I think it was, how I spelled 'against.' I use spell check so hopefully I get all the misspelled words. As for looking over my story I REALLY should do that more. I usually look over a chapter 1 full time and about 3 times in parts. I don't think that's really enough, but I'm lazy. ^___^ By the way, if I need any help I'll take your offer up to help. Feel free to note any spelling mistakes in an e-mail. My e-mail's in my profile. Thanks again. Bye.
To everyone: REVIEW!!!
Chapter 17: In Which Wyn Has a Vision
"You look nice. Going on a date, Morgan?" Wyn asked mockingly. She stepped into her brother's room where Morgan was making a few last minute adjustments to his wardrobe for the day. For the last few days she'd been trying to act like nothing was out of the ordinary about her, but her family knew differently.
"Ha ha, very funny, sister dear, but if you'll remember I'm not up for another commitment right now," Morgan replied turning to face his sister.
Wyn bit her lip. "Yea, I guess not," she mumbled.
"I'm fine, Wyn, really. I'm just going to meet some friends for dinner," Morgan said.
"Oh, I see. So its guys' night out then?" Wyn inquired back to her mocking of her brother.
"Exactly, Sis, now I've gotta go. Why don't you amuse yourself with something other than making a fool out of me?" Morgan replied.
Wyn smirked. "Don't worry, I wasn't planning on wrecking some stupid little boy party," she retorted. Morgan only laughed in reply. He then proceeded to transport elsewhere.
Wyn shrugged her shoulders. 'Now what am I going to do?' she thought. She considered her options, 'I can A) Bother Morgan at some stupid guy fest, not!!! B) Go visit Mari, (That would mean I would have to face the wrath of Aunt Megan though) C) Go see what Mom or Dad's doing at their work, or D) I could . . . um, I guess I could go visit my aunts or uncles. Hmmmm. Oh I wish Aidan or Calcifer were here. Aidan's visiting some cousin in Porthaven with his dad and Calcifer's off traveling somewhere,' she thought.
"Oh well, I guess I'll go visit Mom," Wyn decided out loud. She then naturally transported to the flower shop.
Sophie was selling a bouquet of red roses to a young woman. Wyn knew her; she often came to the shop to buy roses for her huge Victorian mansion. The woman paid, smiling at Wyn kindly, and left with the bundle in her arms. Wyn watched her go politely and when the bell above the front door jingled, signaling the woman had officially left, she turned to her mother.
"Hey, Mom," Wyn said gently fingering one of the pansies that were in a vase next to her.
"Where's Morgan?" Sophie asked turning to Wyn.
"He went out with his friends," Wyn replied dryly.
Sophie smiled. "I see. Well, I'm glad he's starting to act like his old self again," she remarked.
"Yea, I guess."
"Why don't you sound that happy about it?"
"Mom, Morgan's a bachelor again. That's scary. Who knows how long he'll live with us now!" Wyn noted waving her arms about dramatically.
Sophie chuckled. "We're still stuck with him."
"The world is coming to an end!" Wyn said laughing.
"Oh well, I guess he'll be staying in the moving castle with us for awhile, but really I think he may want to get a place of his own soon," Sophie said.
"Ya I suppose so, but until then we're STILL stuck with him!" Wyn said.
"What a tragedy," Howl noted smiling as he came into the shop.
"Hi, Dad," Wyn said still laughing.
"You were anxious to get rid of your brother I see?"
"It was going to be a new experience for me! I could finally have an all girls' party without Morgan deciding to come downstairs in all his glory and flirt with my friends!" Wyn cried out passionately.
They all laughed at that. Sophie closed the shop for the day, making Wyn help her carry in some of the unsold flowers to be soaked in water and spoken to. Inside the moving castle Calcifer was back in his grate sleeping. "Hey, Calcifer! Where've ya been?!!" Wyn asked him loudly.
Calcifer awoke with a start and replied sleepily, "I've just been spying on Morgan."
"What's he and the guys up to?" inquired Wyn ignoring the laughter coming from her parents' area.
"They were just taking about girls and other stuff," Calcifer answered right before falling back to sleep.
"Thanks, Calcifer," whispered Wyn, "So they're just doing boring guy stuff . . . Oh well."
She went back over to the workbench were Howl was setting up a spell in his usual slapdash manner. "Can I help?" she asked. Howl wordlessly pushed a translucent part of the spell. Wyn could easily tell it was a tracking spell, but she didn't ask what it was for. She began, in a more delicate but quick manner, to set up her part of the spell.
Her thoughts kept roving to 'the Legend of the Maiden' no matter how hard she tried not to though. 'Why is this happening to me!!! There's a good one out of an octillion chance of being the 'Maiden' and I'm the one! Why me!' she thought.
She turned back to the spell after a while to find she'd made the spell all wrong in her thinking. She sighed and began dismantling the spell and putting it back together correctly. She didn't notice the looks of concern Howl was throwing at her out of the corner of his eye.
'I am normal. Perfectly normal, that's me . . . Oh no it's not!' Wyn thought sadly, 'I'm the 'Maiden' of this darn millennium!'
She sighed. That was when she saw something she would never forget. A wave of bright colors was before her eyes and then everything went dim. Two dark figures were before her and when one attacked the other neither heard Wyn's cry.
Then it was over leaving Wyn stunned and sitting on one of the stools in front of the workbench. "I need to lie down!" she cried out rushing upstairs and to her room in a daze.
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Wyn was lying on her back on her bed later that night when Morgan walked into her room. "Wyn?" he asked anxiously.
"What?" Wyn asked expressionlessly.
"Um, Mom says you've been up here for a while and that maybe I should talk to you . . ." Morgan answered.
"And?"
"And I think you should just accept the fact that you're the 'Maiden!" Morgan replied more confidently.
"That's nice," Wyn said blankly.
"Sheesh, Wyn, will you even look at me instead of at the canopy on your bed!" Morgan said desperately.
Wyn gave Morgan a sideways glance. She snapped her eyes closed tightly. "Morgan, the 'Maiden' has special powers, right?" she asked.
"Yea, that's what the legend says, so . . ."
"So, I think one of them are seeing parts of the future," Wyn went on.
"Why?"
"Because I saw, when I was downstairs a while ago, the image of a death. It was like I was seeing it in the fuzzy reflection of a disturbed pond." Wyn replied her voice shaking slightly.
"The death of who?" Morgan asked slowly, fear gripping him.
"I don't know, Morgan. But it was someone we both know, that's all I can tell. I know its going to happen in the near future though," Wyn said tears coursing down her face out of the corners of her tightly closed eyes.
"Oh, Wyn . . . I didn't realize-"Morgan began.
"Never mind, it's my curse to bear," Wyn said shaking her head.
"Oh, Wyn, but its not, we're family and I can't let you go threw this on your own. I'll go talk to Mom, Dad, and Calcifer, you just get some rest," Morgan said hurriedly as he backed out of the room.
After Morgan had gone Wyn whispered softly, "Oh, Morgan, if only I DIDN'T know who was going to die! I really can't tell you or anyone it's just too horrid." She gave a little sob and went into a fitful sleep.
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Hmmmm. Who's gonna die? To be honest I don't know. I just know someone is. =P
Anyway, please review, people!
By: ChocolateEclar
Disclaimer: All characters belong to the magnificent authoress, Diana Wynne Jones. I just rented them for a while.
Claimer: I only own Wyn, Aidan, evil Kamania, and 'The Legend of the Maiden.'
To Caudex: Thanks for the complements and constructive criticism. I don't think I made any spelling mistakes though, except I still have to fix, in chapter 13 I think it was, how I spelled 'against.' I use spell check so hopefully I get all the misspelled words. As for looking over my story I REALLY should do that more. I usually look over a chapter 1 full time and about 3 times in parts. I don't think that's really enough, but I'm lazy. ^___^ By the way, if I need any help I'll take your offer up to help. Feel free to note any spelling mistakes in an e-mail. My e-mail's in my profile. Thanks again. Bye.
To everyone: REVIEW!!!
Chapter 17: In Which Wyn Has a Vision
"You look nice. Going on a date, Morgan?" Wyn asked mockingly. She stepped into her brother's room where Morgan was making a few last minute adjustments to his wardrobe for the day. For the last few days she'd been trying to act like nothing was out of the ordinary about her, but her family knew differently.
"Ha ha, very funny, sister dear, but if you'll remember I'm not up for another commitment right now," Morgan replied turning to face his sister.
Wyn bit her lip. "Yea, I guess not," she mumbled.
"I'm fine, Wyn, really. I'm just going to meet some friends for dinner," Morgan said.
"Oh, I see. So its guys' night out then?" Wyn inquired back to her mocking of her brother.
"Exactly, Sis, now I've gotta go. Why don't you amuse yourself with something other than making a fool out of me?" Morgan replied.
Wyn smirked. "Don't worry, I wasn't planning on wrecking some stupid little boy party," she retorted. Morgan only laughed in reply. He then proceeded to transport elsewhere.
Wyn shrugged her shoulders. 'Now what am I going to do?' she thought. She considered her options, 'I can A) Bother Morgan at some stupid guy fest, not!!! B) Go visit Mari, (That would mean I would have to face the wrath of Aunt Megan though) C) Go see what Mom or Dad's doing at their work, or D) I could . . . um, I guess I could go visit my aunts or uncles. Hmmmm. Oh I wish Aidan or Calcifer were here. Aidan's visiting some cousin in Porthaven with his dad and Calcifer's off traveling somewhere,' she thought.
"Oh well, I guess I'll go visit Mom," Wyn decided out loud. She then naturally transported to the flower shop.
Sophie was selling a bouquet of red roses to a young woman. Wyn knew her; she often came to the shop to buy roses for her huge Victorian mansion. The woman paid, smiling at Wyn kindly, and left with the bundle in her arms. Wyn watched her go politely and when the bell above the front door jingled, signaling the woman had officially left, she turned to her mother.
"Hey, Mom," Wyn said gently fingering one of the pansies that were in a vase next to her.
"Where's Morgan?" Sophie asked turning to Wyn.
"He went out with his friends," Wyn replied dryly.
Sophie smiled. "I see. Well, I'm glad he's starting to act like his old self again," she remarked.
"Yea, I guess."
"Why don't you sound that happy about it?"
"Mom, Morgan's a bachelor again. That's scary. Who knows how long he'll live with us now!" Wyn noted waving her arms about dramatically.
Sophie chuckled. "We're still stuck with him."
"The world is coming to an end!" Wyn said laughing.
"Oh well, I guess he'll be staying in the moving castle with us for awhile, but really I think he may want to get a place of his own soon," Sophie said.
"Ya I suppose so, but until then we're STILL stuck with him!" Wyn said.
"What a tragedy," Howl noted smiling as he came into the shop.
"Hi, Dad," Wyn said still laughing.
"You were anxious to get rid of your brother I see?"
"It was going to be a new experience for me! I could finally have an all girls' party without Morgan deciding to come downstairs in all his glory and flirt with my friends!" Wyn cried out passionately.
They all laughed at that. Sophie closed the shop for the day, making Wyn help her carry in some of the unsold flowers to be soaked in water and spoken to. Inside the moving castle Calcifer was back in his grate sleeping. "Hey, Calcifer! Where've ya been?!!" Wyn asked him loudly.
Calcifer awoke with a start and replied sleepily, "I've just been spying on Morgan."
"What's he and the guys up to?" inquired Wyn ignoring the laughter coming from her parents' area.
"They were just taking about girls and other stuff," Calcifer answered right before falling back to sleep.
"Thanks, Calcifer," whispered Wyn, "So they're just doing boring guy stuff . . . Oh well."
She went back over to the workbench were Howl was setting up a spell in his usual slapdash manner. "Can I help?" she asked. Howl wordlessly pushed a translucent part of the spell. Wyn could easily tell it was a tracking spell, but she didn't ask what it was for. She began, in a more delicate but quick manner, to set up her part of the spell.
Her thoughts kept roving to 'the Legend of the Maiden' no matter how hard she tried not to though. 'Why is this happening to me!!! There's a good one out of an octillion chance of being the 'Maiden' and I'm the one! Why me!' she thought.
She turned back to the spell after a while to find she'd made the spell all wrong in her thinking. She sighed and began dismantling the spell and putting it back together correctly. She didn't notice the looks of concern Howl was throwing at her out of the corner of his eye.
'I am normal. Perfectly normal, that's me . . . Oh no it's not!' Wyn thought sadly, 'I'm the 'Maiden' of this darn millennium!'
She sighed. That was when she saw something she would never forget. A wave of bright colors was before her eyes and then everything went dim. Two dark figures were before her and when one attacked the other neither heard Wyn's cry.
Then it was over leaving Wyn stunned and sitting on one of the stools in front of the workbench. "I need to lie down!" she cried out rushing upstairs and to her room in a daze.
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Wyn was lying on her back on her bed later that night when Morgan walked into her room. "Wyn?" he asked anxiously.
"What?" Wyn asked expressionlessly.
"Um, Mom says you've been up here for a while and that maybe I should talk to you . . ." Morgan answered.
"And?"
"And I think you should just accept the fact that you're the 'Maiden!" Morgan replied more confidently.
"That's nice," Wyn said blankly.
"Sheesh, Wyn, will you even look at me instead of at the canopy on your bed!" Morgan said desperately.
Wyn gave Morgan a sideways glance. She snapped her eyes closed tightly. "Morgan, the 'Maiden' has special powers, right?" she asked.
"Yea, that's what the legend says, so . . ."
"So, I think one of them are seeing parts of the future," Wyn went on.
"Why?"
"Because I saw, when I was downstairs a while ago, the image of a death. It was like I was seeing it in the fuzzy reflection of a disturbed pond." Wyn replied her voice shaking slightly.
"The death of who?" Morgan asked slowly, fear gripping him.
"I don't know, Morgan. But it was someone we both know, that's all I can tell. I know its going to happen in the near future though," Wyn said tears coursing down her face out of the corners of her tightly closed eyes.
"Oh, Wyn . . . I didn't realize-"Morgan began.
"Never mind, it's my curse to bear," Wyn said shaking her head.
"Oh, Wyn, but its not, we're family and I can't let you go threw this on your own. I'll go talk to Mom, Dad, and Calcifer, you just get some rest," Morgan said hurriedly as he backed out of the room.
After Morgan had gone Wyn whispered softly, "Oh, Morgan, if only I DIDN'T know who was going to die! I really can't tell you or anyone it's just too horrid." She gave a little sob and went into a fitful sleep.
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Hmmmm. Who's gonna die? To be honest I don't know. I just know someone is. =P
Anyway, please review, people!