((Here it is, the sequel to The Three Children of Briar and Sandry. I took
a while coming out with it because I was working on my Wheel of Time fic,
Zarkot and Jeriana. Sorry for the delay but at least I finally came out
with it, right?))
AGES: I'm starting this one out with ages, at this time. If a new character comes in then his/her name will come as well. Some of these characters aren't in the first chapter but trust me they'll show up: Tristan-16 Steel and Silver- 16 Kynara- 13 Lissien- 11 Numair- 14 Bronze- 10 Sandry, Briar, Trisana, Daja- 36 Platinum- 6 Gold- 3 Jasmine- 15
Tristan groaned as she rolled out of her bed. Well, it was more like a bunk. A slab of wood against a wall with two more above it wasn't exactly a bed. She was always afraid that one of the other two would fall and she would be crushed, but she had been stuck on the bottom. Lucky Lissien had the top because she was the smallest. For the other set Bronze was on top with Numair on the bottom and Kynara in the middle.
Stretching Tristan quickly dressed and opened the door. A small, narrow set of stairs ran up to the dock where bright sunlight shone. She could hear the voices of the crew, as usual she had overslept again and everyone else, except for Kynara, was probably up.
"Hey Tris!" Bronze called as he jumped down from a rope to land in front of her. He was smiling widely, bright white teeth flashing against his dark brown skin. He wasn't wearing a shirt again, only a pair of white breeches. Over the six months they had been on the shore he'd become a sailor of sorts and was starting to get muscles on his skinny frame. They had celebrated his tenth birthday about four months ago.
"Good morning Bronze," Tristan replied. "Where are Lissien and Copper?"
"Where else?" Bronze asked. Her pointed to the front of the ship. "Up there talking and watching for land. I think Lissien is starting to get tired of the ocean. And Numair is talking with the captain. He's feeling rather ill, he misses plants I think."
Tristan ruffled Bronze's short black hair and said, "Thanks." Then she walked to the front of the ship where she found Lissien and Copper starring longingly at the horizon. Lissien was dressed in a pretty purple silk dress while Copper wore more sensible breeches and a short-sleeved tunic. Lissien had her night black hair in twin thin braids, a small button nose, delicate white skin and bright cornflower blue eyes, she looked exactly like Sandry did. Lissien also had thread-magic like her mother. Copper had black hair in many small braids, dark skin, and dark brown eyes. Her magic was with stones. "Watching for something?" Tristan asked as she sat down beside them.
Lissien sighed and said, "Land. More then anything I want to feel solid land beneath my feet!" Her hands twitched and she smiled. "Okay more then anything I want the feel of working a loom." She had worked through countless embroideries during their six months at sea. She'd also spun a good thirty feet of silk rope.
"I wouldn't mind land either," Copper admitted. In her hand she held a smooth black rock. It had been ragged and sharp when she had come on the ship. It had been worn smooth by her hands though. "I miss the feeling of all those rocks around me."
Tristan smiled as a friendly little breeze came and lifted her curly red hair around her face. "I like it here," she admitted. "There is a breeze almost all the time and when there isn't then I can call one up easier then I could back home."
Copper rolled her eyes as Numair walked up, a smile on his face. He had golden-brown skin that had darkened for time in the sun. His hair was black and curly, cut close to his head and his eyes were a mischievous gray- green. In short he was the exact replica of Briar, right down to the plant- magic he had. "Hello girls," he said as he sat down. "I just finished talking with the captain and he said that we should be in port within two days."
Lissien and Copper jumped up at the same time and began to dance. "Hurray!" Lissien shouted. "Land!"
"If you're that eager to get there," Tristan said with a smile. "Then I can shorten the time down to one day."
Numair thought about it and nodded. "Yeah do that," he said. "I'm beginning to feel, wilted almost. It's been far too long since I've been near green things."
"All right," Tristan said, rolling up her sleeves. She went to the prow of the ship and lifted her arms up. After a moment a stronger wind began to blow and the ship picked up speed. She lowered her eyes and sat back down. "Make that half a day I think," she said, gray eyes sparkling.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Daja was ready to scream. Her husband was off collecting some more metal for the forge, four of her six children were not at home and the other two were busy making her life a living hell. "Shurri Firesword!" she swore as Gold knocked a vase off of a table. "Gold get back here right now! Platinum you too," she yelled. The two gilt-faced children walked up to her. Platinum looked as much like Daja as Lissien looked like Sandry while Gold looked more like his father.
"Now Platinum," she said in a gentle voice. "I want you to take your brother and go play in the park. I'll send daddy to get you when he comes home, okay?"
"Okay," Platinum said happily, grabbing her little brother's hand. "But what about Silver or Steel? And where did Copper and Bronze go?"
Daja sighed and waved her hand. "Just go and play Platinum, okay?" Once the door closed behind her two youngest children she sank into a chair and began to sob. "Oh my babies," she cried as she thought of Copper and Bronze. "Why did you go?"
((I know it is a little short but hey, it's fine. I know Daja isn't really that sentimental but if your children ran away wouldn't you be?))
AGES: I'm starting this one out with ages, at this time. If a new character comes in then his/her name will come as well. Some of these characters aren't in the first chapter but trust me they'll show up: Tristan-16 Steel and Silver- 16 Kynara- 13 Lissien- 11 Numair- 14 Bronze- 10 Sandry, Briar, Trisana, Daja- 36 Platinum- 6 Gold- 3 Jasmine- 15
Tristan groaned as she rolled out of her bed. Well, it was more like a bunk. A slab of wood against a wall with two more above it wasn't exactly a bed. She was always afraid that one of the other two would fall and she would be crushed, but she had been stuck on the bottom. Lucky Lissien had the top because she was the smallest. For the other set Bronze was on top with Numair on the bottom and Kynara in the middle.
Stretching Tristan quickly dressed and opened the door. A small, narrow set of stairs ran up to the dock where bright sunlight shone. She could hear the voices of the crew, as usual she had overslept again and everyone else, except for Kynara, was probably up.
"Hey Tris!" Bronze called as he jumped down from a rope to land in front of her. He was smiling widely, bright white teeth flashing against his dark brown skin. He wasn't wearing a shirt again, only a pair of white breeches. Over the six months they had been on the shore he'd become a sailor of sorts and was starting to get muscles on his skinny frame. They had celebrated his tenth birthday about four months ago.
"Good morning Bronze," Tristan replied. "Where are Lissien and Copper?"
"Where else?" Bronze asked. Her pointed to the front of the ship. "Up there talking and watching for land. I think Lissien is starting to get tired of the ocean. And Numair is talking with the captain. He's feeling rather ill, he misses plants I think."
Tristan ruffled Bronze's short black hair and said, "Thanks." Then she walked to the front of the ship where she found Lissien and Copper starring longingly at the horizon. Lissien was dressed in a pretty purple silk dress while Copper wore more sensible breeches and a short-sleeved tunic. Lissien had her night black hair in twin thin braids, a small button nose, delicate white skin and bright cornflower blue eyes, she looked exactly like Sandry did. Lissien also had thread-magic like her mother. Copper had black hair in many small braids, dark skin, and dark brown eyes. Her magic was with stones. "Watching for something?" Tristan asked as she sat down beside them.
Lissien sighed and said, "Land. More then anything I want to feel solid land beneath my feet!" Her hands twitched and she smiled. "Okay more then anything I want the feel of working a loom." She had worked through countless embroideries during their six months at sea. She'd also spun a good thirty feet of silk rope.
"I wouldn't mind land either," Copper admitted. In her hand she held a smooth black rock. It had been ragged and sharp when she had come on the ship. It had been worn smooth by her hands though. "I miss the feeling of all those rocks around me."
Tristan smiled as a friendly little breeze came and lifted her curly red hair around her face. "I like it here," she admitted. "There is a breeze almost all the time and when there isn't then I can call one up easier then I could back home."
Copper rolled her eyes as Numair walked up, a smile on his face. He had golden-brown skin that had darkened for time in the sun. His hair was black and curly, cut close to his head and his eyes were a mischievous gray- green. In short he was the exact replica of Briar, right down to the plant- magic he had. "Hello girls," he said as he sat down. "I just finished talking with the captain and he said that we should be in port within two days."
Lissien and Copper jumped up at the same time and began to dance. "Hurray!" Lissien shouted. "Land!"
"If you're that eager to get there," Tristan said with a smile. "Then I can shorten the time down to one day."
Numair thought about it and nodded. "Yeah do that," he said. "I'm beginning to feel, wilted almost. It's been far too long since I've been near green things."
"All right," Tristan said, rolling up her sleeves. She went to the prow of the ship and lifted her arms up. After a moment a stronger wind began to blow and the ship picked up speed. She lowered her eyes and sat back down. "Make that half a day I think," she said, gray eyes sparkling.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Daja was ready to scream. Her husband was off collecting some more metal for the forge, four of her six children were not at home and the other two were busy making her life a living hell. "Shurri Firesword!" she swore as Gold knocked a vase off of a table. "Gold get back here right now! Platinum you too," she yelled. The two gilt-faced children walked up to her. Platinum looked as much like Daja as Lissien looked like Sandry while Gold looked more like his father.
"Now Platinum," she said in a gentle voice. "I want you to take your brother and go play in the park. I'll send daddy to get you when he comes home, okay?"
"Okay," Platinum said happily, grabbing her little brother's hand. "But what about Silver or Steel? And where did Copper and Bronze go?"
Daja sighed and waved her hand. "Just go and play Platinum, okay?" Once the door closed behind her two youngest children she sank into a chair and began to sob. "Oh my babies," she cried as she thought of Copper and Bronze. "Why did you go?"
((I know it is a little short but hey, it's fine. I know Daja isn't really that sentimental but if your children ran away wouldn't you be?))