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Title: Song of the Melodie
Author: Ivory Core
Chapter 8: Fun & Fancy Free
Eliora held Charlie in her arms as she hovered six stories above the ground. She was still completely mesmerized by the sight of her shadow on the wall.
Her wings were still beating with their own rhythm. But to Eliora, it felt like she was as light as a feather.
Not even Charlie weighed anything. Eliora didn't doubt that if she were to hold on to Charlie by his hand only, he would probably float up with her.
Charlie on the other hand, after going through the shock and amazement at finding out that his bonded sister could fly, did the horrible mistake of looking down.
"TOO HIGH! TOO HIGH!" Charlie practically screamed into Elioras ear as he turned around and wrapped his arms around Elioras neck while tightly holding on for dear life.
"Charlie, you ok. I…got…you." Eliora, between gasps of air, said.
But Charlie squeezed Elioras neck tighter, with his arms, in fear as his fear of heights completely consumed him.
"Charlie…I can't breathe…" Eliora gasped as she tried to loosen Charlie's arms away from their tightened hold on her neck.
While looking up, Eliora decided to take Charlie back up to the tower. The only problem was, how?
Charlie was silently crying in her arms as he tried not to look down, while at the same time holding Eliora tightly around the neck.
"Charlie, please loosen your hold on my neck. Don't worry, I got you." Eliora calmly stated to Charlie.
Charlie nodded his head and with his eyes closed, loosened his hold on Eliora neck.
When that was done, Eliora could immediately breathe easier. She breathed in deeply, before looking towards the tower.
I wonder if I need to use my arms to maneuver. Eliora thought to herself.
The rain had stopped and the clouds had shifted away, but Charlie and Eliora were both soaked to the bone. If they didn't get warm soon, they would both be cursed with a cold in the morning…or worse.
Eliora closed her eyes and calmed herself. She opened her eyes again and turns to look behind her so that she could get a look at her wings.
There was just one problem, she could not see them. Elioras eyes winded in shock as she felt the wind push against her face as her wings beat, but she could not see her wings.
She quickly turned towards her shadow and as clear as the light, she could see them.
Not by sight can I see my wings, but only in shadow and not in reflection. Eliora understood.
"Hold on Charlie." Eliora instructed as she held on to Charlie.
Eliora once again closed her eyes, but this time she concentrated on her wings. It was strange actually. She suddenly could see them in her minds eyes and they were beautiful.
They were large dragonfly wings that shimmered like the many colors of a rainbow. The colors glowed in a radiance of majestic property. From sky blue to the beautiful color of green, all encircled by a purple vein like line that went in all directions making patterns on the wings.
Just like in my dreams…
Eliora concentrated harder on her wings, understanding the rhythm in which they beat, the shoulder blades and muscles that were used to flex the wings as they rapidly moved up and down like a humming bird would.
But what was surprising to Eliora was the fact that she used little of her muscles to move her wings. It was almost like they were so much a part of her that it was just an extension of her mind.
By a simple thought alone, Eliora could will her wings to move in any direction that she chose to go.
Telepathy is the foundation of all languages; because in order for someone to speak, they must first form words in their mind.
Eliora snapped her eyes open and like in a dream she saw the vision of a beautiful woman smiling at her.
The woman, having long dark brown hair, smiled with such love towards Eliora, that she knew that this was her mother.
Glowing amethyst eyes started back at Eliora with a love that would make anyone's heart melt.
She taught me how to speak in the mind…she showed me the way. Eliora understood as the vision faded away.
Eliora knew that was a memory… a part of her forgotten past.
Feeling incredibly overjoyed that she had remembered something from her past; she didn't notice that she and Charlie were rising up.
Without realizing it, she had wielded herself to rise up and towards the window at the tower.
Eliora blinked and smiled as her feet touched the step leading into the tower. But Eliora kept on going. She gracefully entered the room and just stopped to hover a little above the ground.
But when she felt Charlie shaking, she snapped out of her reverie and slowly descended.
When she touched down, Eliora felt her wings fold back and rest against her back. It felt strange, yet that would explain why Eliora could never sleep on her back. Her wings were poking her.
Charlie immediately removed his arms around Elioras neck and dropped on his hands and knees onto the ground.
For a moment Eliora watched in bewilderment as Charlie started to kiss the ground will repeatedly saying, 'ground! Firm ground!"
"Enough of that Charlie." Eliora stated as she pulled Charlie to his feet.
It was than that she noticed that Charlie was uncontrollably shaking and his lips were turning purple.
"Oh Charlie!" Eliora exclaimed.
She then looked around to find anything that could she could wrap Charlie in. Her eyes landed on a folded wool blanket that was on top of a stool near the fireplace.
She quickly went up to it and picked it up. It was a plain wool blanket with square patches like a patch work quilt.
Eliora opened it up and walked towards Charlie.
"First things first." Eliora stated as she kneeled down in front of Charlie and began to take off his top pajamas.
When that was off, she immediately wrapped the blanket around him and started to rub his shoulders and ruffle his hair to dry him off.
"What…about…you?" Charlie questioned as she shivered.
"Don't mind about me. The most importantly thing right now is getting to dry." Eliora stated as she maneuvered Charlie to sit in front of the fireplace.
She took off Charlie's wet slippers and with his top, placed it onto of the stool. When she was sure that Charlie was bundled up, she turned towards the fireplace.
First off, she had no idea if the fireplace worked anymore. Not to mention she didn't see a chimney on top of the tower. The smoke could very well choke them all if there was no other way for it to escape.
Then again, there was no door knob to this room and yet it opened. So maybe if one could not see a chimney that didn't mean that there wasn't one.
"Ok, so let's say it does work. How do I prepare it?" Eliora quietly whispered to herself.
She could still hear Charlie shivering behind her. She didn't want to take him to Mrs. Stone. Remembering that she and Charlie were not supposed to be together would definitely land both into the Sweatbox for a month.
Eliora shook those thoughts out of her head and tried to find a way to work the fireplace. But at that very moment, her answer flew into the room.
Eliora turned her gaze away from the fireplace and straight into the silver eyes of Tal in her true form.
"What are you doing up here Eliora?" Tal telepathically questioned Eliora as she walked towards her.
Tal, not only could change her shape into anything she wanted, she could also change her size of her true form. Originally, she was quite big; probably sizing the size of a full grown Great Dane; minus the forked tail of course.
And this size is what she changed herself into as she flew into the room. She had sensed that Eliora was not in her dormitory and had followed her sent up the tower.
Tal had gone hunting, which she did every night. She would usually hunt for stray mice or other small animals. And sometimes bigger if the occasion called for it. But there were times that she would just eat fruits and vegetables.
"It's a long story." Eliora spoke as Tal walked up to her.
It was then that Tal noticed Charlie, since he was sitting on the floor and the dusty sofa was behind him.
"What has happened!" Tal questioned as she soon noticed that both Charlie and Eliora were soaked to the bone.
Well, Charlie was a little wet but he was still shivering even with the huge blanket wrapped around him.
Putting two and two together, Tal understood what must happen and how Eliora had tried to fix it.
"Alright. Eliora, go dry yourself and wrap yourself up with the blanket while sharing it with Charlie. I'll take care of the fire." Tal instructed.
Sometimes Tal acted like mother to Eliora. But there were other times that it got a little annoying.
But Eliora did as she was told and found another blanket in which to dry herself. As she busied herself with this, Tal crawled up the fireplace and started to prepare it.
When Eliora was sufficiently dried, she wrapped herself up with the blanket that Charlie was using. The blanket was huge, having the space for three fully grown people to cuddle in.
Charlie scooted closer to Eliora and rested his head on her lap as she brought the blanket to cover them both.
When they were both bundled up, Tal reentered the room and turned towards Eliora.
"I just don't understand it. The fireplace is still functional. But I don't see any chimney." Tal stated.
"Then I guess we will find another way to get warmer." Eliora suggested.
But Tal shook her head. "No child, you don't understand. I said I couldn't see a chimney, I didn't say that it wasn't there." Tal explained.
Eliora gave her a quizzical look. "What do you mean?"
"When I crawled up the chimney it kept on going up. But the deal is I could see it. I saw outside, but no chimney." Tal explained.
"It's sorta like the things that happen around you and Charlie. I believe that this place you found was actually constructed by magic. Strong magic I might add." Tal stated.
With that said, Tal turned around to face the fireplace. She turned her head and inhaled as she prepared herself to ignite the fireplace.
Absentmindedly, Eliora and Charlie both at the time scooted away from the fireplace as far as they could get.
But Tal didn't notice though. She deeply breathed in but suddenly her eyes popped open. She began to make that sound when someone was about to sneeze. And in a dragon's case, if one were to sneeze. Well, you had better duck.
Charlie and Eliora looked at each other with the same expression.
They knew what was coming and they didn't take a minute longer. Charlie immediately scrambled up and ran behind the sofa to hide. Eliora grabbed the blanket and started to roll it up.
But then Tal loudly sneezed and two large shots of fire shot out of her nose and straight into the fireplace.
Without another thought in mind, Eliora (with the blanket in her arms) jumped up onto the cushions of the sofa and dived over the sofa and onto the floor just as a column of flames ignited over her head.
You see, with all of Tal's gifts; like shape shifting and being telepathic and all. There was one thing that Tal had…which was nothing to be a shamed off. But Tal hated it more than anything.
You see, Tal was allergic to anything that was dust to pollen. And for a dragon to be allergic to these things, everything had to be clean. That was pretty much why she went out often, to get a breather so to say.
So when Tal would get an allergic attack, you had better run for your lives because she just might unintentionally bar-b-que you.
So as Charlie and Eliora held onto to each other as the flames went all around, Tal was trying to freeze them in mid air as the fireballs bounced all over the walls.
Tal, being a dragon as she is, mastered the talent of ice breathing. This was a rare and neat talent that most dragons have never mastered. The same way a dragon was to breathe fire, in ice breathing they would freeze instead of burn.
The process, though as disgusting as it may sound, actually dealt with spit that once ejected out of the mouth would turn to ice by use of the dragons freeze lung.
Tal had explained it thoroughly to Eliora and Charlie, but they still thought it was disgusting to think that Tal had to spit in order to freeze anything.
After a while, all the flying fireballs were frozen. Tal, after looking at the damage she had caused to the room, slowly walked to the sofa and crawled on top of it. She peered down and saw both Eliora and Charlie tightly holding onto each other with their eyes tightly shut.
"Sorry about that." Tal apologized to both Charlie and Eliora.
Eliora and Charlie opened their eyes and looked up to find a pair of silver eyes that were deeply sorry, looking down at them.
"It's ok Tal. We forgot to mention that the room hadn't been cleaned." Charlie explained in his little voice as he got up followed by Eliora.
"Are you ok Tal?" Eliora asked as she softly petted Tal's head.
"Yes, but I don't think the room will be." Tal stated as she looked around.
It was then that Eliora and Charlie both looked around them. Tal was right; the room didn't look so good.
The spots on the wall were the fireballs hit were scorched. Some of the furniture had been shall we say toasted. And even the floor had scorched marks.
Eliora turned towards the fireplace and watched for a while as the flames danced wildly in its secured prison in the fireplace.
"Charlie, why don't you go sit by the fire and warm up." Eliora suggested as she picked up the blanket and walked with Charlie towards the front of the fireplace.
She seated Charlie onto the floor, since and wrapped the blanket around him.
"And what about you?" Charlie questioned as Eliora stood up.
But his question was forgotten as something amazing began to happen. Like someone had pushed the rewind button, all the things that were destroyed or damaged by the fireballs began to repair themselves.
The sofa that had huge scorched marks presented itself as good as new. The walls vibrated and the scorched marks disappeared. Everything returned to the way it was.
And if that wasn't enough, the room began to clean itself. Brooms appeared out of no where and began to dust away the cobwebs and dust. Scrub brushes with straps on top, popped out of a drawer and landed right in front of Charlie and Eliora feet.
Both children looked at each other in wonderment. At first, Charlie had thought that Eliora was doing all of this. But seeing Elioras face told him that she had nothing to do with this.
"Um, what did you do Eliora?" Tal questioned as she too watched the odd sight.
"I'm not doing this. The room is. Eliora stated.
Just then a bucket filled with soapy water tilted over the floor and all the water sloshed around them.
On impulse, Charlie stepped right into the scrub brushes that were in front of his feet so that he could escape the water as it passed underneath his feet.
But the scrub brush seemed to have a mind of its own. The straps on top of the brush strapped themselves over Charlie's feet. The next thing Charlie knew, he was skating across the room as the brushes scrubbed the floor.
Eliora laughed as she watched Charlie slide across the floor as the brush scrubbed the dusty floor.
But Elioras laughter died in her throat when she found her own feet being magically strapped to the brush. Soon she joined Charlie in skating around the room as they scrubbed the floor as more buckets appeared and dumped their load of more soapy water unto the floor and under the scrubbing shoes of Elioras and Charlie's.
Both Charlie and Eliora grabbed for each others hands and found themselves spinning in a fit of joyous laughter and fun around the room.
Tal watched the sight in pure amazement. Feather dusters dusted off the dust and cobwebs from the walls, books were dusted and placed into their places in the bookshelves.
And the floor was being cleaned by two giggling children as they scrubbed their way around the room while sliding around with the scrubbing brushes strapped to their feet.
The room was actually getting cleaned. It was almost sparkling already as the charmed objects cleaned the room and the children having the time of their lives.
Tal hoped that no one could hear the children's loud laughter as they spun about like they were skating on ice.
She just hoped that whatever magic was used to charm these objects to clean could also muffle the sound of the noises inside this room to reach the ears of the others below or worse Mrs. Stone.
Everything was soon spotless, even the walls were shining. Eliora and Charlie had stopped scrubbing and were now sitting on the sofa exhausted.
"That was fun. Let's do it again!" Charlie excitedly stated.
Eliora laughed at Charlie's enthusiasm. "I'll tell you what. I'll save the points that I earn for my grades and chores and you and I will have a fun filled day in outside the orphanage." Eliora stated.
Charlie quickly looked at Eliora in surprise. "Really! You promise?" Charlie asked.
Eliora replied by squeezing Charlie into a deep hug as she kissed the top of his head.
"You bet I do. I promise that I will plan a fun filled day just for you. It may not be any time soon, but I do promise you." Eliora stated.
Charlie eagerly nodded his head in excitement and understanding. He was a patient boy and he knew that it took time for a day like that to be planned and finding a way to carry it out. But he knew that Eliora would keep her promise.
He looked up once again to Eliora but was shocked to find her gaze directed towards somewhere else. He followed her gaze and saw a picture hanging on the wall that was facing Eliora.
Charlie watched as Eliora slowly got up and like in a daze walked towards the portrait.
After Eliora had promised Charlie that she was going to plan a day just for him, she got this strange feeling all around her. She sensed something strange coming from the wall that was in front of her.
Like she was being pulled, Eliora slowly got up from the sofa and walked towards the wall. When Eliora reached the wall, she could clearly see the picture of the boy that she had seen inside of Mrs. Stones mind all those years ago.
She barely noticed Charlie and Tal walk up to stand by her side.
"Eliora, who is that?" Charlie asked as he pointed towards the man.
Eliora was surprised when she raised her hand and lightly touched the picture of the boy. The boy stared back at them in a serious tone. His black hair seemed to wave across his face as a wind went across the picture.
But no one noticed that except for Eliora. Eliora kept her eyes locked on the boy. She didn't know why, but she felt somehow connected to the boy. Like he was…
"Tom Marvolo Riddle." Eliora whispered.
"What?" Charlie asked as he heard Eliora whispers something.
Eliora snapped out of her daze and looked down at Charlie. The question that had first popped into Elioras mind entered once again and now she asked Charlie.
"Charlie, how did you get in this room? There was no doorknob." Eliora questioned.
Charlie pondered over this for a while. To be frank, he didn't know how he got into the room at all. The only thing he could remember was having a dream of following a flying golden ball down the hall.
The golden ball passed through a door and Charlie walked right through the door to enter the room and walk up the tall staircase. Then he found himself in an empty field outside. He started to walk down a narrow path and then…he woke up to find himself on the roof with raining pounding down on him.
The rest was what had all ready happen.
"I just had a dream about following this golden ball with wings through a door and out into the sunshine." Charlie explained.
Eliora nodded her head and turned her gaze once again back to the picture of the boy. But she was shocked to find the picture blank, like the picture was never there.
"Eliora, are you ok?" Charlie asked worried at how strangely Eliora was acting.
He took Eliora hand and gave it a squeeze. Eliora looked down again at Charlie and at Tal. Both of them had that concerned look on their face.
"I'm fine. Just tired…I guess." Eliora said to calm their fears.
"Why don't we go to sleep?" Eliora suggested as she and Charlie walked hand in hand towards the sofa.
"It's been a long night." Eliora said as she let go of Charlie's hand and started to push the two sofas together so that they touched to make a bed like form.
Charlie knew what Eliora was doing and immediately climbed onto the sofa and chose to sleep on the left. Eliora gave a small smile towards Charlie as she picked up the wool blanket.
She too climbed in and slept on the left of the sofa. She draped the blanket over the two of them. No soon did Eliora get comfortable did Charlie move closer to her and cuddled up by her side.
Eliora smiled as Charlie yawned and soon was fast asleep. Tal too crawled onto the sofa and circled two times before resting on top of the blanket between the two children.
Soon Tal too was fast asleep, but not Eliora. Eliora stayed up long into the night. The fire from the fireplace cast a warm orange glow all around the room.
Eliora ideally stroked Charlie's head as he slept. Her very soul was troubled with questions that had no answers to them.
Why was Charlie sleeping walking? How exactly did he pass through the door leading to the tower? How was this room charmed with this sort of magic? Who was that boy who gripped her heart and soul?
Eliora knew that the boy was like her. Before she had wanted to meet him, feeling that he was like her than maybe he had some answers to her past questions.
But when she saw that portrait all she felt was fear. A fear that gripped her heart in way that she had suddenly felt as cold as ice. She had lost herself in his eyes, feeling like she was falling into a bottomless pit of jealousy and hatred.
She was gratefully thankful that Charlie had snapped her out of the spell she was in. But what happened today would not be so easily forgotten. Eliora had questions about who her parents were and about her past before.
But now her questions involved the boy. Mostly they were questions involving her past, her present, and her future.
Eliora then drifted off into a deep sleep. She would have haunting dreams that she would soon forget the second she opened her eyes during the dawn of daylight.
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