Mages of the Isle
Chapter 4:
"Ahhhhhh!" she screamed as she woke from her dream. She sat straight up in her bed. What a nightmare. There was a 5 metre long sword, chasing her, and it just kept catching up no matter how hard she tried.
"I' can't believe that I would be so lame as to be scared of a bad dream." she said to herself. She looked in the mirror and saw the girl looking back at her. A long dark night robe went to the floor, showing only her face. The hair, long and brown, was messy. She'd forgotten to enchant it so it wouldn't tangle and twist while sleeping.
"Me, Nikita, scared of a measely dream, but, that part about the boy in the wild, it seemed so real. I wonder if it's an omen. What am I saying, I'm not psychic." Nikita never again thought of that dream, and decided to go back to sleep. She crawled under the covers, and tried to sleep, but to no avail. It was to early to get out of bed, and to late to go back to sleep. So she just sat there, thinking of strategies for some common games in her head.
She mumbled aloud to herself "Maybe if I, no, that wouldn't work. But, if I did that, oh, I couldn't lose. Unless they did that, in which case I would be vulnerable. Ugh, to many variables to think about first thing."
Only two houses over, Jojoanne and Eliza Wingding both woke from the same dream as Nikita had had. A simeltaneous shriek filled the house.
"EEEEEEEEE!!!!" They yelled, jumping up. Jojoanne smacked her head on the ceiling, she was in the top bed of a bunk bed.
"I just had the worst dream!" They both said at precisely the same time.
"You tell your's first." Eliza said
"Well, first I saw this kid in the wild, being attacked!"
"Me too!!!"
"Then there was a big sword chasing me!"
"Me too!"
"That's wierd, that we both had the same dream, but we are twins. We should try to get back to sleep."
"It's too late to go back to sleep. Let's go for a walk."
They left out the back door, so as not to wake anyone. They just put on their long coats, since it was getting near the end of Numaut, and starting to get cold. They passed by Nikita's house, and happened to see her leaving, also bored of sitting inside doing nothing.
"Hi, Nikita!" Jojoanne said "Where are you going?"
"I was going to go for a walk, maybe practice with my sword for a bit. You both going for a walk too?"
"Yeah, do you wanna come with?"
"Sure. Nobody around here should be travelling alone, especially with Mordim walking around. He's such a pain."
"Yeah, well, let's go."
They walked for a few hours. Sometimes they would stop and observe Nikita chopping at a tree, or a rock. Nothing really special happened until they were a few hundred metres from home.
"Hey, who's that?" Nikita asked while pointing to a boy in the distance. he was carrying a lot of stuff, and he looked totally worn out.
"Oh that's Peter, oh, I mean Cliff." Jojoanne and Eliza giggled, while playing with their jet black hair incesantly.
" Where-" Nikita noticed the two still twisting their hair. "Stop tangling your hair and listen to me. Where's he from?"
"Oh, he lives over in Revod, other side of town." Eliza replied. "He's usually very solitary. He's never had a girlfriend you know."
"That's odd. He'd probably be the first person I met on this island who hasn't been in any relationship. That is, if I do meet him. Could you introduce me perhaps?" Nikita asked.
"He looks like he's in a hurry." Jojoanne replied "I don't think we can catch him. But I know where he goes after school, I'll show you to him then."
"Ok. Do you wanna go in for some food?" Nikita questioned."I know some great recipes, mind you, they are 99 percent sugar."
"We couldn't turn down sugar if we wanted to." The sisters replied.
They all went inside, and chowed down on the strangest sweets they'd ever seen.
Chapter 4:
"Ahhhhhh!" she screamed as she woke from her dream. She sat straight up in her bed. What a nightmare. There was a 5 metre long sword, chasing her, and it just kept catching up no matter how hard she tried.
"I' can't believe that I would be so lame as to be scared of a bad dream." she said to herself. She looked in the mirror and saw the girl looking back at her. A long dark night robe went to the floor, showing only her face. The hair, long and brown, was messy. She'd forgotten to enchant it so it wouldn't tangle and twist while sleeping.
"Me, Nikita, scared of a measely dream, but, that part about the boy in the wild, it seemed so real. I wonder if it's an omen. What am I saying, I'm not psychic." Nikita never again thought of that dream, and decided to go back to sleep. She crawled under the covers, and tried to sleep, but to no avail. It was to early to get out of bed, and to late to go back to sleep. So she just sat there, thinking of strategies for some common games in her head.
She mumbled aloud to herself "Maybe if I, no, that wouldn't work. But, if I did that, oh, I couldn't lose. Unless they did that, in which case I would be vulnerable. Ugh, to many variables to think about first thing."
Only two houses over, Jojoanne and Eliza Wingding both woke from the same dream as Nikita had had. A simeltaneous shriek filled the house.
"EEEEEEEEE!!!!" They yelled, jumping up. Jojoanne smacked her head on the ceiling, she was in the top bed of a bunk bed.
"I just had the worst dream!" They both said at precisely the same time.
"You tell your's first." Eliza said
"Well, first I saw this kid in the wild, being attacked!"
"Me too!!!"
"Then there was a big sword chasing me!"
"Me too!"
"That's wierd, that we both had the same dream, but we are twins. We should try to get back to sleep."
"It's too late to go back to sleep. Let's go for a walk."
They left out the back door, so as not to wake anyone. They just put on their long coats, since it was getting near the end of Numaut, and starting to get cold. They passed by Nikita's house, and happened to see her leaving, also bored of sitting inside doing nothing.
"Hi, Nikita!" Jojoanne said "Where are you going?"
"I was going to go for a walk, maybe practice with my sword for a bit. You both going for a walk too?"
"Yeah, do you wanna come with?"
"Sure. Nobody around here should be travelling alone, especially with Mordim walking around. He's such a pain."
"Yeah, well, let's go."
They walked for a few hours. Sometimes they would stop and observe Nikita chopping at a tree, or a rock. Nothing really special happened until they were a few hundred metres from home.
"Hey, who's that?" Nikita asked while pointing to a boy in the distance. he was carrying a lot of stuff, and he looked totally worn out.
"Oh that's Peter, oh, I mean Cliff." Jojoanne and Eliza giggled, while playing with their jet black hair incesantly.
" Where-" Nikita noticed the two still twisting their hair. "Stop tangling your hair and listen to me. Where's he from?"
"Oh, he lives over in Revod, other side of town." Eliza replied. "He's usually very solitary. He's never had a girlfriend you know."
"That's odd. He'd probably be the first person I met on this island who hasn't been in any relationship. That is, if I do meet him. Could you introduce me perhaps?" Nikita asked.
"He looks like he's in a hurry." Jojoanne replied "I don't think we can catch him. But I know where he goes after school, I'll show you to him then."
"Ok. Do you wanna go in for some food?" Nikita questioned."I know some great recipes, mind you, they are 99 percent sugar."
"We couldn't turn down sugar if we wanted to." The sisters replied.
They all went inside, and chowed down on the strangest sweets they'd ever seen.