Disclaimer: I don't own Trowa or Noin. Besides them 2 the rest are ones
my friends or I myself have made. Also the land Laven is all my idea.
Chapter 5
*Dream
She huddled behind the house hoping that the kids wouldn't find her. The servant lady that was with her had left her in the middle of the street and walked off when she had fallen. Then when she got up to head back to the castle the kids came out and starting to through rocks at her. She ran as fast as she could to get away but some were bigger then her and faster. She wished that she hadn't left the castle. It was safer there even if the servants didn't like her.
She held back a few sobs and peaked out around the house to see if the kids had given up their search for her. She didn't see anyone so she crept out slowly. She went to make a dash for the gates but she tripped and landed on the ground hard. She turned over coughing and sobbing. She clutched her bunny to her and looked at the kids as they surrounded her.
Some were smiling and laughing others were tossing rocks in the air and catching them. One grabbed her by the front of her dress and picked her up to face him. He was tall so her feet were well away from the ground.
"Well look who we have here; the half dark, half light elf. Maybe we should give you reason to never want to come back into our town," he said his blue eyes seemed to blaze scaring her even more.
She tried to struggle out of his grasp, which just made him laugh more, and threw her to the ground. When she hit the ground she scrambled away from them and sat up against the house hoping that she could disappear. They just laughed even more and started to kick and punch her.
*End Dream
Rain sat up in bed covered in sweat. It was always the same dream of the day she found out how the people were to her. So what if she was a half dark, half light elf, she was still one of them. She brought her legs up and put her head in them starting to cry.
Her mother died about a month after that, leaving her on her own when she was only 67* years old. She missed her so much. Her mother and her mother's advisor were the only ones that treated her as an equal.
Pixie woke up from her nest in the living room. 'What was I awoken by?' she asked herself stretching. She then sat still and listened. She heard Rains sobs and looked to the floor. 'She is still having those dreams? Poor Rain. I will tell Bromly of this when he comes down. And I hope it's soon.'
Pixie waited for a few minutes then flew up to Bromly's room. As she flew in she was startled to him sitting in front of the little window. She flew over to him and sat on his staff. The wizard looked like he was far away.
"Bromly?" Pixie asked.
When he didn't answer Pixie flew in front of him and said his name louder.
"Bromly!" she almost screamed. The old man jumped a bite then looked at the fairy.
"What is it?" he asked annoyed.
"Rain is having those dreams again. She's crying," she said sitting back on the top of the staff.
"I can hear her. Let her cry. She shouldn't have to hold it in," he said calmly.
"But what if those kids come back up here like they did before and do that to her again?" she asked him.
"I fear that something far more worse, then those kids, is going to happen to her," he said looking down at his hands.
"Bromly, what do you mean?" Pixie asked.
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* 67 in Elven years is about how a 9 year old person is in human years.
Chapter 5
*Dream
She huddled behind the house hoping that the kids wouldn't find her. The servant lady that was with her had left her in the middle of the street and walked off when she had fallen. Then when she got up to head back to the castle the kids came out and starting to through rocks at her. She ran as fast as she could to get away but some were bigger then her and faster. She wished that she hadn't left the castle. It was safer there even if the servants didn't like her.
She held back a few sobs and peaked out around the house to see if the kids had given up their search for her. She didn't see anyone so she crept out slowly. She went to make a dash for the gates but she tripped and landed on the ground hard. She turned over coughing and sobbing. She clutched her bunny to her and looked at the kids as they surrounded her.
Some were smiling and laughing others were tossing rocks in the air and catching them. One grabbed her by the front of her dress and picked her up to face him. He was tall so her feet were well away from the ground.
"Well look who we have here; the half dark, half light elf. Maybe we should give you reason to never want to come back into our town," he said his blue eyes seemed to blaze scaring her even more.
She tried to struggle out of his grasp, which just made him laugh more, and threw her to the ground. When she hit the ground she scrambled away from them and sat up against the house hoping that she could disappear. They just laughed even more and started to kick and punch her.
*End Dream
Rain sat up in bed covered in sweat. It was always the same dream of the day she found out how the people were to her. So what if she was a half dark, half light elf, she was still one of them. She brought her legs up and put her head in them starting to cry.
Her mother died about a month after that, leaving her on her own when she was only 67* years old. She missed her so much. Her mother and her mother's advisor were the only ones that treated her as an equal.
Pixie woke up from her nest in the living room. 'What was I awoken by?' she asked herself stretching. She then sat still and listened. She heard Rains sobs and looked to the floor. 'She is still having those dreams? Poor Rain. I will tell Bromly of this when he comes down. And I hope it's soon.'
Pixie waited for a few minutes then flew up to Bromly's room. As she flew in she was startled to him sitting in front of the little window. She flew over to him and sat on his staff. The wizard looked like he was far away.
"Bromly?" Pixie asked.
When he didn't answer Pixie flew in front of him and said his name louder.
"Bromly!" she almost screamed. The old man jumped a bite then looked at the fairy.
"What is it?" he asked annoyed.
"Rain is having those dreams again. She's crying," she said sitting back on the top of the staff.
"I can hear her. Let her cry. She shouldn't have to hold it in," he said calmly.
"But what if those kids come back up here like they did before and do that to her again?" she asked him.
"I fear that something far more worse, then those kids, is going to happen to her," he said looking down at his hands.
"Bromly, what do you mean?" Pixie asked.
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* 67 in Elven years is about how a 9 year old person is in human years.