CHAPTER 2 – I have to see him again
- Where the hell did you two were for so long? – their mother shouted at them. – What did you do? You are all wet. I told you. Don't go to the River! It is dangerous!
The older boy looked down. His mother was right about this. He had nothing to say about it, he waited for his punishment, but She turned away from them and continued her work.
- You two can't go to anywhere. Nor outside. – She said with calm voice.
The two little boy looked at eachother. Why? Is this their punishment?
An other boy appeared from the other room, he was around 10 years old, he bought some woods he was working on and put them to the table. The mother looked at him and smiled, then she pated the boy's head.
- This is really nice job, my son. We can sell them to make money from it.
The boy had no any reaction; he didn't even smile for the praise.
- I will take it and sell in the village, Mom! – The oldest boy offered. – I won't do any bad thing again, I will be the best!
- I told you, no, Mathias. Everyone said in the village, there are more people who disappeared. It seems the tolls came back after many years. I don't want to punish you with this, I would like to protect you – Her voice was very nice.
- I want a troll. – The youngest said. – It would protect us from everything.
The mother went to the small child and told her again all she knows about Trolls. She patted her youngest child's head. The Trolls are not animals, like horse or dog that humans can keep, they are dangerous like bears or wolves.
Mathias had nothing to do. He looked the sky that turned to orange, then pink and he saw how the sun went down from the sky. The mother appeared and told her to go to bed now with his two younger brother. The darkness ruled in the house, the stars and the moon made lights in the nights.
The oldest brother couldn't sleep. Only one thing was in his mind. What happened to the little troll boy he saved two days ago? Is he still there? Is he alive?
He couldn't go to see the little boy in daytime, because my mother was always around the house doing much different housework. Two days left to the fair in the village. But he can't wait here for that day.
He sit up on his bed and looked around. His two little brother were sleeping deeply. On the other side of room, his mother was sleeping. He tried to leave the room without making any noise to wake his mother or brothers.
He did it well, and collected some food they left from the dinner and he packed them into a small bag of his. Above the door, there was a long spear that his father used when he was alive. He couldn't reach it. He brought a chair to get the spear. He thought he will need is. Bears and wolves could be awake in the night.
- I can protect myself… - he whispered to himself.
he opened the door and left the house.
The darkness was really scary for him. He was never outside before. He couldn't see much. The moonlit was bright it was helpful for him. The noises of the forest were very different. He heard the wolves from afar. He heard many other noises he never heard before and he didn't know what it means. Dangerous?
He was very scared. Many times he's got scared of the noises of his steps. But he made it and reached the riverside, where the trollboy was left. But the small cave was empty. It seems the boy left.
He heard noises. It was like something is getting closer. He went to the little cave and tried to make no any noise. He finally saw some shadows. It looked like an adult human. Its steps were really quiet, while his moves were hard and seems he was injured and couldn't use one of his leg well.
Mathias couldn't do anything. He was holding his spear for ready to attack. He couldn't tell is this shadow is a human or a Troll. He was waited for the shadow's move.
The shadow was moving. He did moves like an animal. It seemed he is sniffing something in the air. Can he feel Mathias' smell? He could not be a human. Mathias was sure about it. The shadow must be another troll.
The shadow moved out from the darkness to the moonlit. Mathias could see him better now. He had horns on both side of his head. It was long that was curling back, like a ram's horn. He was wearing some fluffy clothes.
A small child appeared next to the adult troll, he had very small horns. He wore nothing only a big trousers that was not his size. He started making strange noises, it sounded really different from those voices he ever heard before. He was communicating with the adult troll. These voices didn't sound like those sounds that everyone heard and was called "the sing of Trolls". For human ears they were strange language.
He noticed one thing but he was not sure it is good or bad for him. He still heard his mother's words: "The trolls eat humans"
- This is him – he whispered.