Innocents Lost
I miss him, yes, yes, yes. I miss him so much and what's worse is that he won't ever be back. He is still here, his body is, but the Petrie I knew is gone, gone.
"So we must find the Stone of Cold Fire my lad, then we will take our true place, as the rulers of the Great Valley!"
"Yes uncle, we will. Time for the fliers to rule over everything."
I wish I didn't hear that. I truly wish I did not, I don't know what to do. Petrie was my best friend. He nearly died once saving me, and has always been my closest friend. Why would he do this? Why?
"My exile was not in vain, we have many allies now. If there is truly no power from the Stone of Cold Fire, then it will not matter. For I am more then ready to take this land by force." Pterano declares, his voice filled with proud defiance.
Oh, Petrie was never like this, no, no, no. Not until his uncle's exile ended, then Petrie stopped spending time with me and the others, and spent all his time with his uncle. He changed him, Pterano made Petrie more like him.
"Now run off my clever young nephew. It will be seven sunrises before we put the first stage of the plan into action." Pterano waved Petrie off, the younger flier spread his wings and took flight, back towards his nest.
No doubt to tell his other flier allies in the great valley the plan. This meant full out war one way or another. And if they did find the Stone of Cold Fire and could use it's power, it would mean victory would certainly be theirs.
This is not right, it is not. Petrie is my friend, he is, he should not be doing these things. Does he not know how many people will be hurt? What happened to the Petrie who could make me laugh, hug me and spend hours playing with me?
I want him back. I want back the Petrie who would make me feel nice, who was never mean, who had the biggest heart in the whole great valley. Why did he have to go? Why did this cold hearted, power hungry, and mean new Petrie have to take his place?
He use to make me feel so good, he used to make me feel warm, and safe. Now all I feel is alone, and dreadful.
Ducky walked back to the area her family lived. She ignored all the hellos and concerned looks she got. Spike was the first to approach her as she lay back on the ground, and wiped away her tears.
He looked to her, and she knew what he was thinking. What is wrong my dear sister?
But Ducky simply closed her eyes and ignored him.
What am I to do? Tell the elders? Have them exile Petrie, or possibly worse. How could this have happened? Did I do something wrong? Could I have helped him, stopped this from happening?
Ducky opened her eyes, and Spike was gone. She let her tears flow freely.
She knew what she had to do, warn the valley. Maybe they could stop the fliers before they could begin their scheme, and no one would be hurt.
But what of Petrie? She thought mournfully. He's already gone, yes, yes, yes. I can never have my friend back.
She wrapped her arms around herself and sobbed.
She felt more lonely than she ever had before in her short life. And she had a feeling she would feel this way for quite sometime.
Her childhood was over, before it should have been, and the world suddenly felt a lot colder.
THE END
