Another Idiot Gets Warped Into Tortall
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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter 2- Medieval Europe? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The first thing Karigan noticed was that she was no longer cold and wet. She opened bleary eyes and looked around. She was no longer outside.
Instead, she was in a warm, cozy room. She was lying in a bed under tons of wool blankets and there was a merry fire crackling and popping. There was a small table to her left and an overstuffed chair in front of the fire. Now that she was more awake she noticed how hungry she was and how hot the blankets were.
She threw her blankets off and sat at the edge of her bed. To her surprise she felt fine. She didn't even have a bump on her head from first falling of her bike and then running into a tree.
As if on cue, a young woman dressed in a black and white uniform came in bearing a tray of thick soup and bread. She gave the tray to Karigan and said something in a language Karigan didn't recognize. Karigan just smiled and nodded as she went out the door.
The woman gone, Karigan turned her attention to her food. She tried to remember the last time she had eaten anything. It was a soda at school who knows how long ago. The food didn't look nearly as appetizing a s pizza but she decided to taste it. It didn't look like the normal soup you could get from a can, but it tasted much better.]
With a yawn she put her tray on the table and started to sit in the chair across the fire when she noticed they were clothes lying on it. Or to be exact a wool dress that looked like it came from the Middle Ages was lying on the chair. She looked down at her own clothes and sighed. Apparently they did not appreciate getting soaked and then drying while she was wearing them.
Karigan walked into the bathroom attached to her room and noticed something else that was different. The whole bathroom looked like it had come out of a history book. The walls were stone, the floor was stone, and the floor was freezing. Apparently there wasn't any heat either. Karigan looked into the mirror. Even though she was wearing a dress she thought she looked all right. It fit her pretty well and the bluish tint to the wool brought out the same tones in her eyes.
Going back into the chamber where her bed was she noticed the walls were stone and there was a beautiful carpet on the stone floor. She also noticed that there was a blown glass window near the head of her bed.
She looked out and saw that a few feet of snow were on the ground. She was looking at a courtyard of some kind. There were many footprints in the snow and there were 2 little children playing in the snow. They were also wearing the strange old-looking clothes. Karigan was seriously beginning to thin k that she had been transported to medieval Europe.
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Do you like it? Please Review. I'm so happy I have 2 reviews! And 1 of them isn't from one of my friends!!!!!!!!!!!! Thankyou shandow40
Disclaimer: I don't own anything don't sue
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter 2- Medieval Europe? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The first thing Karigan noticed was that she was no longer cold and wet. She opened bleary eyes and looked around. She was no longer outside.
Instead, she was in a warm, cozy room. She was lying in a bed under tons of wool blankets and there was a merry fire crackling and popping. There was a small table to her left and an overstuffed chair in front of the fire. Now that she was more awake she noticed how hungry she was and how hot the blankets were.
She threw her blankets off and sat at the edge of her bed. To her surprise she felt fine. She didn't even have a bump on her head from first falling of her bike and then running into a tree.
As if on cue, a young woman dressed in a black and white uniform came in bearing a tray of thick soup and bread. She gave the tray to Karigan and said something in a language Karigan didn't recognize. Karigan just smiled and nodded as she went out the door.
The woman gone, Karigan turned her attention to her food. She tried to remember the last time she had eaten anything. It was a soda at school who knows how long ago. The food didn't look nearly as appetizing a s pizza but she decided to taste it. It didn't look like the normal soup you could get from a can, but it tasted much better.]
With a yawn she put her tray on the table and started to sit in the chair across the fire when she noticed they were clothes lying on it. Or to be exact a wool dress that looked like it came from the Middle Ages was lying on the chair. She looked down at her own clothes and sighed. Apparently they did not appreciate getting soaked and then drying while she was wearing them.
Karigan walked into the bathroom attached to her room and noticed something else that was different. The whole bathroom looked like it had come out of a history book. The walls were stone, the floor was stone, and the floor was freezing. Apparently there wasn't any heat either. Karigan looked into the mirror. Even though she was wearing a dress she thought she looked all right. It fit her pretty well and the bluish tint to the wool brought out the same tones in her eyes.
Going back into the chamber where her bed was she noticed the walls were stone and there was a beautiful carpet on the stone floor. She also noticed that there was a blown glass window near the head of her bed.
She looked out and saw that a few feet of snow were on the ground. She was looking at a courtyard of some kind. There were many footprints in the snow and there were 2 little children playing in the snow. They were also wearing the strange old-looking clothes. Karigan was seriously beginning to thin k that she had been transported to medieval Europe.
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Do you like it? Please Review. I'm so happy I have 2 reviews! And 1 of them isn't from one of my friends!!!!!!!!!!!! Thankyou shandow40
