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Chapter 3: Unfortunate Event
"Twenty-five coins for me, eighteen lousy coins for my o-so-called-dada! Twenty –six coins for me, nineteen sticky, ugly coins for my o-so call-dada!" Blaze sulkily divided her amount of sweat to her father…unequally.
Gazing at the coins intently, she carefully placed her amount of share inside a hidden compartment, in a hollow tree while putting the rest of the coins inside a scraggy pouch. She took a moment to close her eyes tightly, trying to feel the lapping breeze of the wind. Velvet of darkness pressed to her face as her eye lids slowly pressed down.
Mom, where are you?
Blaze was hit by reality again. Firmly holding the sturdy branch, Blaze quickly climbed the oak tree and placed her self on the tallest branch. Her satin black hair swiftly whipped her smooth hair, but she didn't mind about it, not a bit but sometimes she had wish to cut it short at least to see the view that laid in front of her. With all her might, she took another jump to the other side of the tree.
"Whoa! Careful, Blaze. You will break yourself apart before your Dad even has the chance to do so!" her conscious spoke.
Her tiny feet slowly tip toed as to balance her self from falling. After counting her way up, she throw her self down and let her eyes rested on the spectacular view, where the magnificent river smoothly flowed down from the heart of the deep wood. Everything was peaceful and that left her heart in content…for a while.
Blaze was bored so she took out again the pouch. Without wasting any time, she let the coins scattered on her lap. She moved her feet to and fro like a little kid in excitement.
Hey, can't a thief be a little bit giddy when counting her money…Well, not exactly 'my money' but it is in my hands. right?
She curved a smile to herself.
The bright sun slowly stood to the north and the light suddenly caught on a particular coin. It shone brightly than the others.
She stopped herself from taking any cautions and picked it up…
There were a lot of scratches from it, not from any ordinary biting. It was deep and basically, very oblivious. From her five years experiences in dueling and thieving, it was clearly stated that the marks were from the scratches of a sword, maybe even some knives and hammer. A question appeared to her mind.
Why did they do these? This thing must be precious.
Blaze closely studied the coin which looked to be more like a small locket than an ordinary local coin.
People must have been fighting over this thing. Surely, this wasn't ordinary at all! A lot of deep markings if it is a habit to hammered the locket but maybe, just maybe…they intent to opened it but…failed.
Blaze gave a hard bite on it. Amazingly, it didn't leave any markings..
Wow! Pure gold!
Blaze whooped for joy and clumsily jumped out of place and fell from branch, to branch.
Yikes!
In just a couple of seconds, which felt like an eternity, Blaze fell flat on the ground. Her back body touched the grounds first, causing a loud thump on her back.
"Blistering barnacles! Argghhhhhhhhhh!" she screamed with all her might. She couldn't wake up from her position. She was paralyzed.
As she tried harder and harder to move slightly, she felt a crack from her back bones. Tears fell from her green eyes which felt burning through her skins. She pressed her lips together to control the pain. Her face was red and more tears rolled down to her cheeks.
You can't scream! Think of what will happen if they'd found you. You still have your pride! Don't let them caught you!
Blaze began to sweat heavily, thinking of the worst things that will gravely endangered her. Her body was barely moving and then…she couldn't bear the pain. From a distance, she could hear a soft foot steps approaching nearer. She tried to scream, forgetting the consequences, but it turn out to be more like a yelp. Before she even regained her power move her trembling lips, the internal darkness again pressed against her and she slowly drifted to the unconscious world.
A hand slightly pressed against her forehead.
"Hold on. You are going to be fine…just hold on..."
Okay. Want to kill me? I know it is short but at least I put some efforts after a major writers block. I am so sorry but I promise to update faster. By the way, I just slipped a precious chance from submitting to an essay competition. I feel so sad but hey, they didn't give me the chance to write freely. A major writer's block plus a pretty engraving, hard theme to write. Can I blame my self for it? Should I? And oh! Sorry if I did more grammar mistake in this chapter. I really throw a big effort from this major head clog... Sorry, guys.
Sincerely,
Your unfortunate author,
Brain-brat or brain clog