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Her favorite thing to do when she had been little was to climb trees. She had always been fascinated by how she had been able to see so much further then when she was on the ground. Often, she would lie in them, and sleep. As she did now, her tired eyes drooping gently, but not closing just yet.
She lifted her hand and looked at the simple, silver ring that she wore upon her finger, and marveled at how it glinted and shone for her. She loved her ring, as it, unlike so many others, carried a sense of home in its warm silver metal.
It also carried a sense of family, of the past. It had been her grandmother's ring, and she now wore it on her finger. Her grandma had died, and had passed it on to her aunt, which had given it to her as a gift.
She closed her eyes, enjoying the pure smell of the crisp spring air, and the soft, wonderful feeling of being alone lulled her until she fell fast asleep, her tired hazel green eyes closed, letting loose her dreams.
When she reopened her eyes, she was staring up at a glint of silver, along that, shone two green eyes, around a dark shape in front of her. It was so dark at first that all that she saw was a dark outline, and she wondered how he could even see.
She moved to sit up, and felt the arrow touch lightly against her forehead. She froze, not wanting any injury. She looked up, trying to define who he was and what he wore... perhaps it was merely her brother's friend, playing yet another of his evil little tricks on her. She groaned. "I hate being in this position, can I please get up?" Jessica asked, frowning at the man.
"You may stand. But do not try to run."
This was not how her brother's friend talked. This voice was different. Cautiously, she stood, watching him. Somehow, she believed he'd kill her, or at least, the very least, wound her if she startled him. She started by moving slowly, trying to tell him she was harmless. Jessica looked at the long bow he had, and the sharp arrow in it, still ready, but now pointed downward, at the ground. Perhaps he didn't think she was a threat.
She hoped so.
She looked around, and knew that she was nowhere that she knew. The air smelled different. And it seemed far too quiet. That and the darkness was a clean giveaway, unless the whole area had had a black out.
She noticed that this man's bow and arrow set was really very primitive compared to some that she'd seen. Although it wasn't to her, she knew others who would beg to differ. No pun intended. His bow was graceful, as was he, and she paused when the moon again showed through.
He had shimmering golden hair and pale features, and she suddenly realized his clothes were from something like an old movie, but better. He was beautiful, in the whole sense of the word. He had oddly shaped ears, though. And then, she remembered where she'd seen him.
Jessica nearly fell over. She breathed in, and he looked puzzled at her. Could he be? Was he?
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Her favorite thing to do when she had been little was to climb trees. She had always been fascinated by how she had been able to see so much further then when she was on the ground. Often, she would lie in them, and sleep. As she did now, her tired eyes drooping gently, but not closing just yet.
She lifted her hand and looked at the simple, silver ring that she wore upon her finger, and marveled at how it glinted and shone for her. She loved her ring, as it, unlike so many others, carried a sense of home in its warm silver metal.
It also carried a sense of family, of the past. It had been her grandmother's ring, and she now wore it on her finger. Her grandma had died, and had passed it on to her aunt, which had given it to her as a gift.
She closed her eyes, enjoying the pure smell of the crisp spring air, and the soft, wonderful feeling of being alone lulled her until she fell fast asleep, her tired hazel green eyes closed, letting loose her dreams.
When she reopened her eyes, she was staring up at a glint of silver, along that, shone two green eyes, around a dark shape in front of her. It was so dark at first that all that she saw was a dark outline, and she wondered how he could even see.
She moved to sit up, and felt the arrow touch lightly against her forehead. She froze, not wanting any injury. She looked up, trying to define who he was and what he wore... perhaps it was merely her brother's friend, playing yet another of his evil little tricks on her. She groaned. "I hate being in this position, can I please get up?" Jessica asked, frowning at the man.
"You may stand. But do not try to run."
This was not how her brother's friend talked. This voice was different. Cautiously, she stood, watching him. Somehow, she believed he'd kill her, or at least, the very least, wound her if she startled him. She started by moving slowly, trying to tell him she was harmless. Jessica looked at the long bow he had, and the sharp arrow in it, still ready, but now pointed downward, at the ground. Perhaps he didn't think she was a threat.
She hoped so.
She looked around, and knew that she was nowhere that she knew. The air smelled different. And it seemed far too quiet. That and the darkness was a clean giveaway, unless the whole area had had a black out.
She noticed that this man's bow and arrow set was really very primitive compared to some that she'd seen. Although it wasn't to her, she knew others who would beg to differ. No pun intended. His bow was graceful, as was he, and she paused when the moon again showed through.
He had shimmering golden hair and pale features, and she suddenly realized his clothes were from something like an old movie, but better. He was beautiful, in the whole sense of the word. He had oddly shaped ears, though. And then, she remembered where she'd seen him.
Jessica nearly fell over. She breathed in, and he looked puzzled at her. Could he be? Was he?
((please stay tuned! That is only the very beginning, folks!! Please r/r, ok? ^_^"))