Filia began to pack all of her important possessions into a small, leather bag. She had started off at a quick pace, wanting to get as far away from her home town as possible. But, soon she found herself looking through her books and mementos. She found her old recipe book, and nearly giggled when she saw the recipe for lamb dragon stew. How did that get in there?
When she found Val's headband from the time when he was like all those other monsters, she let her tears flow freely down her face. How long before she would see him again? Would he remember her? What would he be like, now that he was born again?
She picked up her pink hairbrush and combed it through her long, silky hair. She placed the brush in her bag, renewing her sorrows.
She could never again be with the people she loved. The people she grew up with. Her people.
If they found out what she had done, they would surely exile her anyway.
This whole ordeal was Xelloss' fault. That unspeakable monster! From the day she had been forced to meet him, he had done nothing but harm her and tease her! And now, she had to leave the rest of the dragon people because of his evil! He had better hope that he never got within macing distance of her again.
Finally she had packed everything. She lifted her brown traveling bag onto her shoulder, settled Val's egg into the crook of her arm, and left her humble home. Forever.
Xelloss stared at his abyss-like ceiling. This new feeling he had been experiencing was neither pleasant nor miniscule. It was tearing him apart and it never went away. His heart ached with the pain of knowing that he had disobeyed his master. He had betrayed her.
He rolled over. Was that really the reason he felt this way? Because he had gone agaisnt Zelas' will?
Or was it something more?
NoV: Yes, short again, I know! But, I had three essays this week, so....help me out here. Please don't flame me...0