Hey everyone, thank-you to the two people that reviewed "Ruth" it really
meant a lot to me. Anyway I really don't have much to say other than I hope
to get my computer back soon and I'm really sorry for any mistakes; both
grammatical and biblical, feel free to email me and nicely tell me where I
mess up. Well God bless and here we go.
PS: this is the first time I tried to write something with a bit of sword fighting so. any ideas for improvement are welcome.
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Chapter 2
As I watched the earth fly into the grave I felt as if my heart was being buried as well. Meaningless tears streamed down my already stained face. I felt so much and yet nothing at all. It was all too much. I turned my head and held Naomi. I don't know how long I stood there, but I soon realized it was dark.
I went inside, I looked at the uneaten food on the table, my stomach turned. I couldn't eat. Orpah was in bed. I checked on Naomi, the Rabbi had come and left some tea, I knew she would sleep for a while.
I walked into my own room, not looking at the bed. I washed my face and readied for bed. I walked to my side of the bed and sat down. I looked over my shoulder; I could almost see the impression of him on the soft mattress. I lay down and rolled over, it even smelt like him, of sweat, and fresh cut grass. I smiled and moved closer, closing my eyes. I lay there wrapped in his scent, till I finally drifted off to sleep.
(Ruth's Dream)
~* ~*~ *~ *~ *~ It was dark, so dark, but I couldn't risk any light. I made my way silently through the house and slipped out the door. I began to make my way to the forest. "If Papa ever caught me, what would he say? I know. 'Ruth! You are to old for silly things like this, you could ruin yourself for good, and then I would have to keep for forever. Abraham forbid!' Too old, well why do you think I'm out here, besides I'm 14 not some old maid of 20! I want one last adventure before I go to life of kids, cooking, and a husband. Am I that much of burden that I have to begotten rid as soon as possible? Well fine, when I get married I will never see them again. I will have my own family and I won't need them, ever."
I could see great big fires burning ahead. I went closer and stood behind a tree. My mouth hung wide in shock and horror. Men dancing around a large craving, fires littered the ground. Some of the men were cutting themselves; others were all ready bleeding. Over turned wine jugs were all over. Suddenly they stopped and my heart froze. The man that seemed to be in charged tuned around. His eyes were wild and blood streamed from cuts on his forehead.
"It is time!" He yelled and resounding cheers thundered from the other men.
I watched as they brought out 3 children. They seemed to walk strange and the look on their faces seemed vacant and hallow; I recognized them as children that had gone missing last week.
I stared mesmerized as the first child was brought to the craving. All of sudden there was blood, gushing and flowing freely, blood all over.
I felt as if someone had hit me. My head spun and my knees threaten to cave. I turned my head and my stomach emptied.
Someone must have heard me because I soon heard "What this? Oh great Bail was those children not enough, have you sent us another."
I didn't understand was he was saying but I saw great flash of light and angel appeared. He griped my hand and said "Run!" So I did
I ran back into the forest. I just kept running, my mind blank and eyes clouded. Even though the angel gave off light I didn't' see where I was going. It was by his grace and God's I wasn't running into any trees.
I see another fire up ahead. I try to stop but the angel keeps pulling. We reach a clearing; the angel pushes me in and disappears.
I look around and see a campsite and Malhon is sitting there. He sees me, stands up and walks over.
"Are you all right Ruth?" he asks, concerned.
All I can do is try to catch my breath. My knees buckle under me and Malhon catches me. He half carries me to the blanket as I break down in tears. He put his arm around my shoulder while I sob and mumble in to his chest about crazy men, fires, giant craving, lost children, blood and angels. I just sit there and sob. I can feel him tense up as I continue to mumble.
I feel him look as three of the drunken men stumble into the clearing. Malhon takes me off his lap and stands in front of me and asks, "May I help you?"
"Yes" the leader slurs. "The child is a gift and we must present her. This doesn't concern you so step aside, Jew!" The man steps towards me.
Malhon draws his sword and blocks the way. "I will not let you murder her as you have done the other, pig!" Malhon takes a step forward.
"Well then since holy bail has commanded it he will see it done." the other man draws his sword as well.
"You speak blasphemy! There is but one God and he reigns on high in heaven. You call yourself good members of our town but are little more than drunken child stealers, who murder and rape the most innocent! How could you?" Malhon rages.
The other man turns red and snarls "Is that so?" He charges Malhon.
I can see he has had too much wine. It makes him stupid and dangerous.
Malhon easily moves out of the way. The man thrust again and the swords meet with a loud clang. Back and forth they go.
I feel so helpless. I want to do something but my legs don't respond. I sit there and watch as they take turns jabbing at each other. They seem like to stranger dancers going around in a circle. I gasp, as the man cuts Malhon in the arm, not badly.
'This is all my fault' I think.
Malhon thrusts his sword into the other man's stomach and blood gushes out. The man looks down at himself, then falls and lands on me.
I scream, and wrench my hands out from under him. They are covered in warm sticky blood.
Malhon grabs him off me and places a blanket over him. The others fled; Malhon sits down next to me and pulls me close. He strokes my cheek and whispers, "Shh, you must stop screaming now. You will only attract more wild animals." His rough face softened by a smile.
"I'm so sorry I didn't mean for this to happen" the words spill from my mouth. I look at my hands and there is still blood on them, not just the mans but the little children's and now Malhon's.
* * * * * I opened my eyes still screaming into my pillow. I looked at my hands, there was still blood on them and I can still smell the rotten, bitter/sweet smell of death, my head swimming and heart racing.
I waited for the warm strong arms to warp around me as they did when I had this dream, but they didn't. I held my breath waiting for the gentle whisper in that low, gruff voice.
"Shh you can stop screaming now, I was there to protect you then and I am here to protect you now."
I heard nothing. I still rolled over and went to snuggle next to the familiar forum but there was nothing there. My eyes closed I kept looking. I opened my eyes after hit the floor. I pulled the blanket from the bed and curled up in a ball. I cried that night, there on the floor, cold and alone, so very alone.
PS: this is the first time I tried to write something with a bit of sword fighting so. any ideas for improvement are welcome.
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Chapter 2
As I watched the earth fly into the grave I felt as if my heart was being buried as well. Meaningless tears streamed down my already stained face. I felt so much and yet nothing at all. It was all too much. I turned my head and held Naomi. I don't know how long I stood there, but I soon realized it was dark.
I went inside, I looked at the uneaten food on the table, my stomach turned. I couldn't eat. Orpah was in bed. I checked on Naomi, the Rabbi had come and left some tea, I knew she would sleep for a while.
I walked into my own room, not looking at the bed. I washed my face and readied for bed. I walked to my side of the bed and sat down. I looked over my shoulder; I could almost see the impression of him on the soft mattress. I lay down and rolled over, it even smelt like him, of sweat, and fresh cut grass. I smiled and moved closer, closing my eyes. I lay there wrapped in his scent, till I finally drifted off to sleep.
(Ruth's Dream)
~* ~*~ *~ *~ *~ It was dark, so dark, but I couldn't risk any light. I made my way silently through the house and slipped out the door. I began to make my way to the forest. "If Papa ever caught me, what would he say? I know. 'Ruth! You are to old for silly things like this, you could ruin yourself for good, and then I would have to keep for forever. Abraham forbid!' Too old, well why do you think I'm out here, besides I'm 14 not some old maid of 20! I want one last adventure before I go to life of kids, cooking, and a husband. Am I that much of burden that I have to begotten rid as soon as possible? Well fine, when I get married I will never see them again. I will have my own family and I won't need them, ever."
I could see great big fires burning ahead. I went closer and stood behind a tree. My mouth hung wide in shock and horror. Men dancing around a large craving, fires littered the ground. Some of the men were cutting themselves; others were all ready bleeding. Over turned wine jugs were all over. Suddenly they stopped and my heart froze. The man that seemed to be in charged tuned around. His eyes were wild and blood streamed from cuts on his forehead.
"It is time!" He yelled and resounding cheers thundered from the other men.
I watched as they brought out 3 children. They seemed to walk strange and the look on their faces seemed vacant and hallow; I recognized them as children that had gone missing last week.
I stared mesmerized as the first child was brought to the craving. All of sudden there was blood, gushing and flowing freely, blood all over.
I felt as if someone had hit me. My head spun and my knees threaten to cave. I turned my head and my stomach emptied.
Someone must have heard me because I soon heard "What this? Oh great Bail was those children not enough, have you sent us another."
I didn't understand was he was saying but I saw great flash of light and angel appeared. He griped my hand and said "Run!" So I did
I ran back into the forest. I just kept running, my mind blank and eyes clouded. Even though the angel gave off light I didn't' see where I was going. It was by his grace and God's I wasn't running into any trees.
I see another fire up ahead. I try to stop but the angel keeps pulling. We reach a clearing; the angel pushes me in and disappears.
I look around and see a campsite and Malhon is sitting there. He sees me, stands up and walks over.
"Are you all right Ruth?" he asks, concerned.
All I can do is try to catch my breath. My knees buckle under me and Malhon catches me. He half carries me to the blanket as I break down in tears. He put his arm around my shoulder while I sob and mumble in to his chest about crazy men, fires, giant craving, lost children, blood and angels. I just sit there and sob. I can feel him tense up as I continue to mumble.
I feel him look as three of the drunken men stumble into the clearing. Malhon takes me off his lap and stands in front of me and asks, "May I help you?"
"Yes" the leader slurs. "The child is a gift and we must present her. This doesn't concern you so step aside, Jew!" The man steps towards me.
Malhon draws his sword and blocks the way. "I will not let you murder her as you have done the other, pig!" Malhon takes a step forward.
"Well then since holy bail has commanded it he will see it done." the other man draws his sword as well.
"You speak blasphemy! There is but one God and he reigns on high in heaven. You call yourself good members of our town but are little more than drunken child stealers, who murder and rape the most innocent! How could you?" Malhon rages.
The other man turns red and snarls "Is that so?" He charges Malhon.
I can see he has had too much wine. It makes him stupid and dangerous.
Malhon easily moves out of the way. The man thrust again and the swords meet with a loud clang. Back and forth they go.
I feel so helpless. I want to do something but my legs don't respond. I sit there and watch as they take turns jabbing at each other. They seem like to stranger dancers going around in a circle. I gasp, as the man cuts Malhon in the arm, not badly.
'This is all my fault' I think.
Malhon thrusts his sword into the other man's stomach and blood gushes out. The man looks down at himself, then falls and lands on me.
I scream, and wrench my hands out from under him. They are covered in warm sticky blood.
Malhon grabs him off me and places a blanket over him. The others fled; Malhon sits down next to me and pulls me close. He strokes my cheek and whispers, "Shh, you must stop screaming now. You will only attract more wild animals." His rough face softened by a smile.
"I'm so sorry I didn't mean for this to happen" the words spill from my mouth. I look at my hands and there is still blood on them, not just the mans but the little children's and now Malhon's.
* * * * * I opened my eyes still screaming into my pillow. I looked at my hands, there was still blood on them and I can still smell the rotten, bitter/sweet smell of death, my head swimming and heart racing.
I waited for the warm strong arms to warp around me as they did when I had this dream, but they didn't. I held my breath waiting for the gentle whisper in that low, gruff voice.
"Shh you can stop screaming now, I was there to protect you then and I am here to protect you now."
I heard nothing. I still rolled over and went to snuggle next to the familiar forum but there was nothing there. My eyes closed I kept looking. I opened my eyes after hit the floor. I pulled the blanket from the bed and curled up in a ball. I cried that night, there on the floor, cold and alone, so very alone.