The young boy walked into the clearing and went straight to the largest
tree there. He laid his hand on the smooth silver-white bark and sighed. He
ran his hand over it and laid his face on it. "Hello Galad, how are you
this day?" The tree must have replied somehow for the boy nodded. "It is
well with me Galad, except for."
"ZARKOT!" The white-haired boy winced, his dark violet eyes becoming depressed. He began to climb the tree and made it up the twenty feet to a large branch that was totally surrounded by golden leaves. Just as he hid a woman in a green cloak strode into the clearing, her pale green eyes flashing.
"Zarkot, by the Light come down out of that cursed tree before you break your fool neck!" The woman stood at the foot of the tree, her hands on her hips and her lips pursed tightly.
Zarkot covered his mouth before he could laugh. His teacher looked so funny down there. She always knew exactly where he was, usually up a tree, and would wait for hours on end for him to come down. And all the while she would keep the same expression on her face and lecture him the same length of time.
Zarkot sighed and ran his hand over the smooth bark behind him and closed his eyes. "I know," he mumbled. "She's always mad at me for one thing or another, Galad, don't worry about this time."
"I heard that boy!" The woman called up. "Now Zarkot come down or I'll make you!"
Grumbling Zarkot said, "Good-bye Galad." Then he swung himself down and onto the ground with ease. He landed on his feet right in front of the woman in the green robe. "Hello teacher," he said respectfully.
She pushed back her hood and a mischievous little wind came along and made her bright red hair dance about her face. It only made her look angrier and her eyes were flashing dangerously. "You're mad," Zarkot said matter-of- factly. "More mad then I've ever seen you."
"How did you ever guess?" she asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Why did you come here?"
"Because Galad is here," Zarkot replied, pointing to the giant tree. "Galad is my tree."
"You know what I meant Zarkot," she told him, her voice stern. "There is a time set aside for us all to see our trees, but you always run from your lessons and come here."
Zarkot looked down and traced a line in the fresh brown earth with a bare toe. He had left his shoes at his room; he hated wearing them when he was out among the Grove and his tree. "I'm sorry teacher," he said quietly. "I really am."
She sighed. "You always are Zarkot, until you do it again the next day. You don't even call me by my proper title. And I doubt you have learned much of anything that you've been taught."
Zarkot brushed back a lock of his white hair and looked up. "Lyrenna Sedai I am sorry, for today at least. But Fetmyh Sedai was boring me! All she was doing was explaining the Five Powers. Fire, Earth, Air, Water and Spirit. She droned on and on and on. Me being the only male she ignored the fact I was there and said how great Air and Water were compared to Earth and Fire."
Lyrenna sighed and cupped Zarkot's face in her hands. She had raised this boy since the day of his birth. She was like his mother, only he called her teacher because she had told him she wasn't his mother. "Earth is not a bad power," she told him gently. "Remember, I follow the Green Ajah and my main power is Earth, mixed with Water true enough but still."
Zordak nodded. "I know teacher," he replied. "Earth is wonderful because it allows us to feel what the trees are better. Water is good because with it trees and plants can live, without it they wither and die. Air gives us breath, Fire gives us warmth and Spirit gives us healing and life."
Lyrenna nodded. "Now please come back to your lessons Zordak, before they make me throw you out. The Red Ajah are watching your every move, just waiting for a sign."
"A sign to gentle me," Zordak said, his voice angry. "But I will not go mad. I feel a calmness when I use the One Power. I feel one side that is wild and the other is calm, almost like saidar and saidan. Which can't happen because I'm male, but it's nice to feel."
Lyrenna's face went pale and she began pulling Zordak towards the school. "Come back child," she said. "Back to your lessons and forget those thoughts. Don't let me catch you back out here at the wrong time again or I'll make you scrub the Green Ajah hall and the school."
~~There's the next part. His sister will come in soon, don't worry if anyone cares. Thanks for the two reviews!!!~~
"ZARKOT!" The white-haired boy winced, his dark violet eyes becoming depressed. He began to climb the tree and made it up the twenty feet to a large branch that was totally surrounded by golden leaves. Just as he hid a woman in a green cloak strode into the clearing, her pale green eyes flashing.
"Zarkot, by the Light come down out of that cursed tree before you break your fool neck!" The woman stood at the foot of the tree, her hands on her hips and her lips pursed tightly.
Zarkot covered his mouth before he could laugh. His teacher looked so funny down there. She always knew exactly where he was, usually up a tree, and would wait for hours on end for him to come down. And all the while she would keep the same expression on her face and lecture him the same length of time.
Zarkot sighed and ran his hand over the smooth bark behind him and closed his eyes. "I know," he mumbled. "She's always mad at me for one thing or another, Galad, don't worry about this time."
"I heard that boy!" The woman called up. "Now Zarkot come down or I'll make you!"
Grumbling Zarkot said, "Good-bye Galad." Then he swung himself down and onto the ground with ease. He landed on his feet right in front of the woman in the green robe. "Hello teacher," he said respectfully.
She pushed back her hood and a mischievous little wind came along and made her bright red hair dance about her face. It only made her look angrier and her eyes were flashing dangerously. "You're mad," Zarkot said matter-of- factly. "More mad then I've ever seen you."
"How did you ever guess?" she asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Why did you come here?"
"Because Galad is here," Zarkot replied, pointing to the giant tree. "Galad is my tree."
"You know what I meant Zarkot," she told him, her voice stern. "There is a time set aside for us all to see our trees, but you always run from your lessons and come here."
Zarkot looked down and traced a line in the fresh brown earth with a bare toe. He had left his shoes at his room; he hated wearing them when he was out among the Grove and his tree. "I'm sorry teacher," he said quietly. "I really am."
She sighed. "You always are Zarkot, until you do it again the next day. You don't even call me by my proper title. And I doubt you have learned much of anything that you've been taught."
Zarkot brushed back a lock of his white hair and looked up. "Lyrenna Sedai I am sorry, for today at least. But Fetmyh Sedai was boring me! All she was doing was explaining the Five Powers. Fire, Earth, Air, Water and Spirit. She droned on and on and on. Me being the only male she ignored the fact I was there and said how great Air and Water were compared to Earth and Fire."
Lyrenna sighed and cupped Zarkot's face in her hands. She had raised this boy since the day of his birth. She was like his mother, only he called her teacher because she had told him she wasn't his mother. "Earth is not a bad power," she told him gently. "Remember, I follow the Green Ajah and my main power is Earth, mixed with Water true enough but still."
Zordak nodded. "I know teacher," he replied. "Earth is wonderful because it allows us to feel what the trees are better. Water is good because with it trees and plants can live, without it they wither and die. Air gives us breath, Fire gives us warmth and Spirit gives us healing and life."
Lyrenna nodded. "Now please come back to your lessons Zordak, before they make me throw you out. The Red Ajah are watching your every move, just waiting for a sign."
"A sign to gentle me," Zordak said, his voice angry. "But I will not go mad. I feel a calmness when I use the One Power. I feel one side that is wild and the other is calm, almost like saidar and saidan. Which can't happen because I'm male, but it's nice to feel."
Lyrenna's face went pale and she began pulling Zordak towards the school. "Come back child," she said. "Back to your lessons and forget those thoughts. Don't let me catch you back out here at the wrong time again or I'll make you scrub the Green Ajah hall and the school."
~~There's the next part. His sister will come in soon, don't worry if anyone cares. Thanks for the two reviews!!!~~