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A Wasted Trip
She said it would be fun, she said it
would be safe. But when has my life ever been that easy.
The last two days could not have gone any
slower, but that's to be expected when you have no idea where you’re going and
the person leading you, caused your house to crumble away.
Rosilee is strange, she never seems to let
anything bug her but yet I get the feeling she is hiding something. We come to
a forest as the sun is just starting to descend, and fog begins to cloud our
vision. "Are you sure you know where you’re going." I ask.
She smiles and nods. "Ya my family
have live here for generations."
I raise my
brow. "Anyone I would know."
She pulls
ahead of me. "Most likely, come on I can hear the river it should be just
over this hill." She seems to double her pace.
But she comes to an immediate stop at the
top of the hill. "No!" She shouts as she sprints down the hill to a
dock that sits on the edge of a bank.
I go to speak but I stop when I see the
smoke rising from what seems to be a castle. "This week can't get any
worse."
How wrong i was, when we reach the dock i
see her arguing with the ferrymen. "I'm sorry but by the order of the
King, i must not let you pass."
She slightly turns. "Fine then."
The man can’t move fast enough to dodge her fist, I’m shocked as the man hits
the floor.
I rush over and grab her are. "What
are you doing?"
She pulls her hand
free. "My father needs my help so ether help me or get lost." She
jumps into the boat and pushes off of the dock.
I stand there for a minute before my
thoughts of her get the better of me. "Seed help me, but I'm coming
with." I run and jump off the dock into the boat. “I hope you have a plan.”
She nods “There is an old tunnel I use to
play in when I was a child, it will lead us just about to the castle.”
I nod. “So what’s the plan though?”
She grins. “Well I haven’t thought that
far ahead.”
I shake my head. “Great were going to die, well at least its not a wasted trip.”
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