Chapter 3:
Tyra and Tulia unhappily reported to Friar Ardennais the next morning, who immediatly sent them to collect fruit from the orchard to use in a trifle.
"To bad we got stuck doing this," Tulia commented as they strode across the lawn toward the orchard. "It's a beatiful day out."
"Maybe. Oh no, not that blinkin' blighter. He's in the orchard to. This is not good," Tyra commented, watching as Tuthine wove his way in and out of the trees. "This isn't going to end up good."
As she commented this, an arrow sped it's way over the wall, piercing the basket the two held between them. They looked at each other, confused, as a volley of arrows shot over the walls. Pulling the arrow out of the basket, they put it over them as a sheild, and dashed into the abbey yelling.
"H'ATTACK! WE'RE UNDER A FLIPPEN' BALLY H'ATTACK!"
They ran panting into the Great Hall. Breton ran forward.
"What?"
"Sound the alarm," Tulia said, not wanting Tyra to get all the credit for it. "We're being attacked!" She waved the arrow at him. "There has to be a million of these things out there!"
A blast suddently racked the abbey.
"What the-" Tyra stuttered.
The rest of the abbey members who had been outside ran in.
"They've got a catapult!" someone shouted.
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Outside, Predak nodded as the catapult made another sound against the strong outer walls.
"Chopface," she said.
"Yes," the stoat replied.
"Tell yours to slack off on the catapulting. We want the abbeybeasts to suffer..."
************************************************************ br That night, Tyra tossed and turned restlessly. Some lurking, strange feeling told her that she was responsible for all of this. Suddently a tall, armored mouse appeared in her restless dreams. He was repeating a rhyme, a strange riddle that resounded in her head, echoing and mysterious:
Start at the northern walls,
Go to the river.
Though the crossing doeth stir relentlessly,
Armored wings do furl.
Find the spouses, set in stone,
Just beyond the water.
Continue north, beyond the wood,
Where evil things lurk.
Do not send yourself to sleep,
Be always on the watch.
Travel through that lurking wood,
Untill you reach the place,
Of which the wood once smoked and burned,
To leave you to your fate.
There you must find what glitters so bright,
Once under ashes but now under light.
But once you find out,
Then will you return,
To your solace in,
The rose-colored stones?
Waking up, she realized what is was meaning, then, after writing the directions down, she filled a havversack from the kitchen with food and headed for the north wallgate.
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Tulia was asleep when all this happened. At about the same time Tyra was in the kitchen, Martin appeared to Tulia. He said this:
Your friend seeks
Of her past
Now she's leaving for a time.
Go with her, Tulia,
She needs someone,
But go before,
It grows too late.
Tulia ran to the kitchen, but Tyra not being there she filled a haversack and dashed outside, instinct telling her to go to the north wallgate.
************************************************************ Kessa was sound asleep, very tired from watching her mother pace the gatehouse that day. It was when Tulia was in the kitchen that Martin appeared to her. He said:
The hare and the otter
Approach the north gate
Kessa, daughter of Breton,
GO! Before it's too late!
She awoke, then she, of coarse, headed to the kitchen, but the two weren't there, so she went to the north wallgate.
************************************************************
As Tyra was opening the gate, two things collided with her, knocking her and the things to the ground.
Tyra and Tulia unhappily reported to Friar Ardennais the next morning, who immediatly sent them to collect fruit from the orchard to use in a trifle.
"To bad we got stuck doing this," Tulia commented as they strode across the lawn toward the orchard. "It's a beatiful day out."
"Maybe. Oh no, not that blinkin' blighter. He's in the orchard to. This is not good," Tyra commented, watching as Tuthine wove his way in and out of the trees. "This isn't going to end up good."
As she commented this, an arrow sped it's way over the wall, piercing the basket the two held between them. They looked at each other, confused, as a volley of arrows shot over the walls. Pulling the arrow out of the basket, they put it over them as a sheild, and dashed into the abbey yelling.
"H'ATTACK! WE'RE UNDER A FLIPPEN' BALLY H'ATTACK!"
They ran panting into the Great Hall. Breton ran forward.
"What?"
"Sound the alarm," Tulia said, not wanting Tyra to get all the credit for it. "We're being attacked!" She waved the arrow at him. "There has to be a million of these things out there!"
A blast suddently racked the abbey.
"What the-" Tyra stuttered.
The rest of the abbey members who had been outside ran in.
"They've got a catapult!" someone shouted.
************************************************************
Outside, Predak nodded as the catapult made another sound against the strong outer walls.
"Chopface," she said.
"Yes," the stoat replied.
"Tell yours to slack off on the catapulting. We want the abbeybeasts to suffer..."
************************************************************ br That night, Tyra tossed and turned restlessly. Some lurking, strange feeling told her that she was responsible for all of this. Suddently a tall, armored mouse appeared in her restless dreams. He was repeating a rhyme, a strange riddle that resounded in her head, echoing and mysterious:
Start at the northern walls,
Go to the river.
Though the crossing doeth stir relentlessly,
Armored wings do furl.
Find the spouses, set in stone,
Just beyond the water.
Continue north, beyond the wood,
Where evil things lurk.
Do not send yourself to sleep,
Be always on the watch.
Travel through that lurking wood,
Untill you reach the place,
Of which the wood once smoked and burned,
To leave you to your fate.
There you must find what glitters so bright,
Once under ashes but now under light.
But once you find out,
Then will you return,
To your solace in,
The rose-colored stones?
Waking up, she realized what is was meaning, then, after writing the directions down, she filled a havversack from the kitchen with food and headed for the north wallgate.
************************************************************
Tulia was asleep when all this happened. At about the same time Tyra was in the kitchen, Martin appeared to Tulia. He said this:
Your friend seeks
Of her past
Now she's leaving for a time.
Go with her, Tulia,
She needs someone,
But go before,
It grows too late.
Tulia ran to the kitchen, but Tyra not being there she filled a haversack and dashed outside, instinct telling her to go to the north wallgate.
************************************************************ Kessa was sound asleep, very tired from watching her mother pace the gatehouse that day. It was when Tulia was in the kitchen that Martin appeared to her. He said:
The hare and the otter
Approach the north gate
Kessa, daughter of Breton,
GO! Before it's too late!
She awoke, then she, of coarse, headed to the kitchen, but the two weren't there, so she went to the north wallgate.
************************************************************
As Tyra was opening the gate, two things collided with her, knocking her and the things to the ground.
