She rushed to the living room where her mother was talking to a cousin on the phone.
"Look!" She said, proudly holding up the pair of binoculars hung about her neck.
"Where were they?" Her mother asked.
"They were in the bag where you put my three teddies in."
"Oh, okay. Let me finish up this talk with Criss, okay?"
"'Kay," she said walking back into her room.
She spent a few minutes fiddling with the scopes to make them clearer and started star gazing - not as effective as a telescope but way easier in her opinion.
Soon she got bored and decided to look to other buildings, non-curtained windows that led into rooms with a TV or a computer, and people. It was easy to do from the fifth floor.
"Hon! Brush your teeth and go to bed!" Her mother shouted from the living room.
She gave a non committal grunt and then sighed. Taking the binoculars from around her neck, she looked for it's box and slipped it in. Finally, the box was put away at her bottom most drawer beside her table.
Satisfied, she gave a nod and went to brush her teeth.
Coming back she turned off the lights and fell into bed, wrapped herself up and tried to go to sleep.
An indefinite amount of time later, had she been awake, she would have seen three little shadowed figures near the top of her bed. They had seemed to crawl from behind the bed. Had she been awake, she would have thought "That's where I keep my teddies!".
"Where'd she keep it?" one of them asked.
"Shhh!! Quiet!" warned the one in the middle.
"Oh! Why'd she have to go and find out?"
They spread out trying to look for....whatever it is they were looking for.
"Well, looks like no spying for us tonight. Best get some sleep." With a hop and a skip, one of them went behind the bed. There was a rustle and then quiet.
"That's it. we really need to put our hostages somewhere else, and not in the same bag."
- Current Location:still beside my bed
- Current Music:tapping of rain on my window
I Pull myself out of the water with the one hand already on the stone.
"There, it will take a while for the other room to drain," I say while looking at the mentioned room beside me.
It was a strange room, in a strange place. For some reason the room, which was able to be filled with water, was made out of wooden bars spaced apart so that anyone would be able to see through it; even put their hand through it.
How it was able to hold the water that had to be drained via a hole at the bottom, I do not know. I stopped wondering earlier anyway.
The...cavern? Mine? was dark. The only light coming from torch on the gray stone floor. I take it and walk along the corridor.
My breathing, though it had eased from earlier, was still loud. The wet rustle of my clothes deafening, and my steps echoed.
I had never really thought that being alone would scare me. But in this dark place where the space feels suffocating, where crazy thoughts go through my head - there might be someone behind me. Are the shadows in the right place? Ghosts shouldn't exist but what if they did? What was that?! - I stop and cautiously look around.
I look to the walls and just now notice that they are different from the previous wooden bars that had made up that strange room, as well as the corridor.
Sand. I dusted my hands and looked at the part of the wall I had taken the sand from. It was slowly filling up. That meant that there was more sand behind it.
Maybe it was a fit of madness, maybe I just felt desperate, either way, i started digging. Whatever was stopping the sand from falling and filling the corridor I was in was no problem for me. My hands, at the very least.
Again and again, I would dig my hand a little deeper into the hole in the wall I had made, taking as much sand as I can and dropping it on the floor.
The pile had already reached my waist and yet the hole seemed to go nowhere, still sand. More sand. The hole was filling in again, I try and drag myself in. I slip and fall to the ground.
I grit my teeth and quietly scream to myself. And I find that hot tears are on my face.
I want to get out
Eventually - how long did I spend trying to dig through that wall? How long did I spend lying on the floor? - I get up. Weary and feeling resigned to this fate, I get up. I start walking, torch low, near to the ground, my arms still feeling heavy.
- Current Location:Beside my bed
- Current Mood: and cold
- Current Music:The drone of my fan and the odd tinkle of bells outside
Despite all the everyone will die before you, everything will become boring warnings, I think that I would still like to live forever if I could. If everyone else also gets to live forever - bonus? eh...maybe not.
Sun DragonIn the war between good and evil, Sun Dragons take the side of the noble and good.
When it comes to the powers of Chaos vs. those of Law and Order, your inner dragon walks a fine line between Law and Chaos.
As far as magical tendancies, Your inner dragon has the ability to conquer the world of magic, but it will not be easy.
During combat situations, whether by spells or by claw, your inner dragon will do whatever it takes to get the job done.
From a distance, the Sun Dragon appears as though it is made of pure flames. In truth, it is not made of flame at all but it does maintain a constant should of flames around it's body. This allows for both very effective armor and a stunning appearance.
During its adolescent stages, a Sun Dragon's body begins to excrete an oily substance through it's skin which burns slowly over time, like napalm. When it reaches this age, the Dragon is ignited by it's elders. Sun Dragons are totally immune to fire.
After it is ignited, the Sun Dragon's flames will continue to blaze for the whole of the dragon's natural life span. Sun Dragons are extremely fierce in combat. The Sun Dragon is among the noblest breed of dragonkind.They are revered both for their ferocity in combat and their great wisdom.This Dragons favorite elements are: Tiger's Eye and Nobility of Spirit
- Current Location:in front of computer
- Current Mood: amused
- Current Music:jars of clay - two hands