by AdAstrα » July 20th, 2011, 8:22 pm
Adora let out a little scream of delight as the ground vanished underneath them, as the people guarding the castle grounds became nothing but tiny little ants. "This is INCREDIBLE! I've never seen anything like it!" she exclaimed, holding onto the dragon's back. "It's..it's like another world up here!"
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The dark figure emerged from the bush, and Druian gasped, for it was not a man but a woman. A woman wrapped in a dark cloak that almost, but not entirely, covered a colourful skirt. Her raven hair was long and curly, and her vivid eyes appeared almost black as they gazed at him in horror. Her skin was tanned and she wore several large earrings. On her right shoulder sat a small, white dove.
For a few moments they merely stood there, staring at one another. Druian then looked around to see if anyone else had become aware of her presence, which they had not. But he knew that within a few seconds, his father would surely turn around to see where he had so swiftly ran off to. And therefore, he approached the woman slowly.
"Who are you?" He asked, "And what are you doing here? How long have you been here for? How much have you seen!? How much have you heard!? Answer me now, or die!"
The woman shook her head.
"I apologize." she said in a surprisingly calm voice, "I did not realise that this territory had been claimed. I only came here a few moments ago, I swear. I have not heard, nor seen, anything." She frowned. "I have no interest in whatever you are plotting. I merely wish for the world to realise that violence is not the only option. Do you understand what I mean by that, Viking?"
"No." Druian said quickly, pushing her away, "I do not. Now go away, gypsy! Before-"
He turned around. It was too late. His father was already approaching.