Chapter 4
Disclaimer: drones in monotone I do not own Tsubasa Chronicle or any of the characters, but I do own the plot of this story.
The next morning, a little boy appeared in the doorway of Syaoran's hut.
"Good morning," he said shyly, holding out a little bag. "The village chief told me to give this to you.
Syaoran took it and nodded. "Thanks."
When the little boy had run off, Syaoran opened the bag, wondering what could be in it. In the bag were a few pieces of bread, some cheese, a full waterskin, a glimmering dagger, and two pieces of parchment.
Syaoran opened the first piece of parchment. It was a note written in the village chief's elegant hand. It read:
To Li Syaoran:
Greetings. Today is the day that you will begin your quest. In this pack there are the things that you will essentially need foryour journey. The dagger was enchanted by one of our most skilled mages, and it will provide healing as well as courage and strength. Use it wisely.
Enclosed is also a map, to show you where to best look for the treasure you seek. May it light up your path.
Know your enemy.
Signed,
Village head of the Earth Dimension.
As Syaoran stared in bewilderment at the last sentence, Mokona hopped onto his shoulder. "Ooooh, a letter!" Mokona hopped up and down with excitement. "Who's it from? Can Mokona read it?"
Syaoran nodded and handed the letter to Mokona. As Mokona bounced off into a corner to read it, Syaoran opened the map. He noted that the heart of the disturbance lay at the middle of a tangle of thorns and poisonous plants, right in the middle of a wolf's den.
Mokona hopped over. "Well, come on!" he chirped happily. "Mokona is ready to go. How about you, Syaoran?"
"Hmm?" Syaoran raised his head in surprise. "Now?"
Mokona nodded. "Yep. Mokona is all set to go!"
Syaoran shrugged. "All right, then. If you want to."
So they set off into the heart of the forest.
Sorry, is the chapter too short for you? I was rushing this up as I was literally being begged to continue... And I'm having a bit of writer's block, so I had to leave a cliffie, cos' I couldn't think of what to write next... sorrie...