Disclaimer: I sadly don't own anything, but the plot, the title, and some future coming characters....
Authoress' Note: Hi! Um...this story is just kind of odd, and I'm not sure if it will ever be continued...Well you've been warned!
Authoress' Note 2: Don't Worry this is just a seemingly random comment....You People Review Fast!!! I guess I better write fast!
Danceheart
Chapter 2: Heartclue
Today just can't be my day can it! Sandry thought to herself as she wondered about Winding Circle in search of Pasco, my day is being stress full as it is without Pasco causing his own trouble! Can't that boy just behave, and not disobey me for just one day! As she recalled the conversation she had just had with her dance-loving student the night before.
Even after almost a year of teaching Pasco, Sandry had yet to get the boy to listen. He was powerful, yes and a good dancer but his lack of control over his magic was the boy's downfall. So, finally after what seemed like the millionth time of accidentally letting his magic run wild, Pasco had finally blew up an extremely large portion of the kitchen in the Hub, in the center of the temple, inciting Sandry to ban him from dancing at all, unless in a ward or with Sandry herself present. Though, these new restrictions did not seem to faze the dance mage, who constantly still caused trouble with his "magic steps".
After wandering aimlessly for quite some time Sandry finally stopped in front of the wash houses, and resolved to end her search feeling that it was hopeless, the boy knew too many of the wonderful hiding places at Winding Circle and went to resume her ever vigilant watch for the first of her siblings to come home. This, if their letters and the thickening sensation brought through their mental, magic link, would be that very day.
Not far from Winding Circle, just less than half a mile away, along the northern temple road, off to the side lay a small yet jam-packed wagon pulled by an ox and accompanied by 3 riding horses. The owners of the afore mention things all sat, or at lest most of them, in a circle eating an early lunch while petting a large amount of cats.
Off to one side and not to far away a young woman, twirled and spun, practicing a variety of leaps and twists and quite a lot of fancy footwork, weaving it into an intricate dance. As she finally stopped her three personed audience gave her a round of applause while she came over and sat down with them.
"Arelsa, that was wonderful," exclaimed the small girl who sat besides her, fiddling with a piece of quarts, making it glow and then taking the light back out of it.
"Thanks Evvy, just wait till we get to Summersea and I get to my aunt! You'll just love to see her dance if you like mine, I just know it!" the girl who had just stopped dancing and obviously was called Arelsa said buoyantly, while she began to bounce lightly in her seat, brimming with anticipation at getting to spend time with her aunt again.
From across the circle, briar Moss watched Arelsa as she suddenly engaged his mage student, Evvy in a conversation over what they though Summersea would be like since neither one had ever been there. There's something odd about her, he thought, I just can't figure out what...
After having Arelsa join the group he was traveling with (which consisted of himself, Evvy, and his own mage teacher, Dedicate Rosethorn) two weeks before, odd things had been happening, such as at random times he would see the light his magic sight saw when magic was around flair up out of nowhere, to then disappear as suddenly as it had come. The plant mage knew it wasn't Rosethorn or himself or Evvy, so about half a week after Arelsa's arrival he had confronted her, asking if she had magic, and she had straight-out deigned it.
A little while later Briar was brought out of his thoughts by the argument being started again over putting Evvy's cats back in their traveling baskets...
"But Rosethorn, they won't get in the way, they can ride in the wagon with me!"
"Evvy no, they must get put away, they cause too much trouble!"...
...not again, he thought as he went over to help everything tied down in the wagon, even the cats, so that they could get back on the road to Summersea and winding Circle.
Home..., Briar thought, I'm finally almost home...
Authoress' Note 3: I'm at the moment being suspended from all activity by my parents, as a result of only having a week and a half to complete a whole lot of homework for my new school...though I will try to be sneaky like this and get more to you all...this was posted by a friend of mine sympathizing my being overloaded with work! Thanks Again Jessi (Nanashi Shisou)!!!
Authoress' Note 4: Please Review now....I just love these reviews! For those who don't know me here's the drill, part 2!....If I get 7 more reviews I'll defiantly try my absolute hardest get the next chapter up!....K? K! Please Review! Bye!
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