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June 10, 2019 at 6:24 pm #37825
Hi, I’m new, I love the Wingfeather Saga, I love writing stories, and I was wondering if any flabbits want to create a collaborative story? As in, each flabbit controls a character or pair of characters with an agreed-upon plot, and then work together to create a story that is really cool and maybe a little crazy? I think that kind of story is called an RP or something, but I’m not sure. I have a potential plot in my mind and if any flabbits want to do this then I can post it. Do any other flabbits think that this would be a cool Flabbit Room topic?
June 11, 2019 at 2:35 am #37833
It sounds really cool, I would definitely join.
June 11, 2019 at 11:24 am #37841
Hi Rebekah! That is a great idea, and some of us are already doing something of the sort with a world called Ildathore. Most of us are pretty busy with that currently, but if you would like to start something here a few of us might be able to join in for a little bit!
June 11, 2019 at 1:17 pm #37843
Great! Should I post my potential plot?
June 11, 2019 at 5:35 pm #37846
I’m going to be on vacation in California for a couple weeks, so I may not be able to post as much just so you know.
June 11, 2019 at 7:39 pm #37847
You know we can start this whenever. I’ve been pre-typing a LOT so I think I’ll be fine. Leaving at 7:00 am for California tomorrow. I hope that I can post in the evenings at hotels so that I won’t be completely absent. I’m ready to post possible plot and little something about my character so just say the word when you want me to.
June 12, 2019 at 7:58 am #37855
I can’t WAIT!
June 12, 2019 at 8:01 am #37856
By the way, do I need to sign up in the flabbit room to do this?
June 13, 2019 at 9:20 am #37875
No! Just make sure you say you want to do this (which you did) and you’re in! Tomorrow I’m going to see if my cousin’s interested in joining. Anyway, this is the possible plot I came up with (we don’t have to do this plot if you don’t like it):
In a faraway land called Kulmaine, the ground is almost completely desert. The few fertile patches are dotted with cities, all of which with thick walls around them, to keep out the dangerous, nightmare-ish creatures that live outside them (and one another), and each with their own kings, each one ruling over his own city. The kings are cruel, and abuse their people, allowing dangerous gangs to roam the streets, but their subjects dare not try to escape beyond the wall. Legend tells of a great peaceful kingdom, and a merciful, kind king who rules over it. Your character is a kid living in one of the cities, and, when the city’s gangs become too unpredictably and violent, he/she must flee the city with what little he/she can carry, and embark on a quest for the kingdom with your friends by your side, in the hopes that he/she may one day return in force, and set things right in his/her home.
June 13, 2019 at 11:20 pm #37892
Amazing idea! And great description, too, I feel like I know this land already… so are you thinking of doing this like a collaborative short story or novella, or just telling the story through each person’s character on the forum?
Also, I feel like Gabriel for suggesting this… but what if the city isn’t real? And our characters just end up having to do everything on their own?
June 13, 2019 at 11:45 am #37878
Forgot to edit my original idea when I typed this out. The stuff talking about you is still talking about the character; I somehow overlooked that part when I changed the “you/your” stuff to the “he/she” stuff. Just thought I’d post this before people get confused.
June 13, 2019 at 9:54 pm #37889
Had an interesting and very long day today. Explored Grand Canyon National Park, saw a California Condor, saw and Imax about its history, rode seven different shuttles, and was annoyed to the brink of insanity by my 9-year-old little brother Ben. Having a good time though. Not looking forward to a six-hour-drive tomorrow at all. I guess I just felt like posting about my day. Still up for story stuff though, of course. I don’t have a whole lot of other stuff to do right now. I’ve been looking forward to this all day! Ready to tackle story problems and questions! Throw ’em at me whenever you’ve got ’em!
June 13, 2019 at 11:17 pm #37891
Wow, sounds like fun! Grand Canyon is incredible, and IMAX movies are always great.
June 14, 2019 at 12:11 am #37893
I’m not quite clear on this, am I meant to chose my character, then write a paragraph about them, following what you said?
June 14, 2019 at 12:12 am #37894
Do the characters all have to live in the same city? Can we name what we want.
June 14, 2019 at 9:47 am #37899
Not necessarily. It might be helpful if they do, but if you want your character to live in his/her own city, then that’s totally fine. Could be interesting if our characters are pen pals or something like that. Like I said in one of my previous posts, I’ve been doing a lot of pre-typing lately, and my character is going to live in a place called Tolmons City, and there has been mention of a city called Koltonheen, but if you don’t like those names then feel free to come up with your own! (Might not be able to post for a bit ’cause I’m about to start six-hour-drive. So not excited) Anyway, hoping to hear from you soon Lela!
June 14, 2019 at 5:28 pm #37911
I’m finally back!! I am currently in my grandparents’ cabin in Big Bear, and am very grateful that it has Wifi. I spent quite a bit of the six hour drive on a video game called “slither.io” so my head is swimming with 2D rainbow worms, which is getting really weird. Anyway, this post and my previous one would have been one but I ran out of time (which involves my tablet disconnecting itself from the hotel’s Wifi right as I’m trying to post the second one, and then not letting me re-connect it, which was really annoying). Anyway, in answer to your other question Lela, YOU come up with your character, choose the setting that they live in (and you can have more than one character if you want), and it there is something that you feel is missing from the plot, then feel free to add it in! As far as the character paragraph you mentioned goes, it would be helpful for everyone to have some kind of post about your character, but I don’t have a preference of how you make it. Just do whatever you’re comfortable with! Also, I had these ideas and I was wondering what you guys think of them. Are you okay with using creatures from favored TV shows or book series? What do you think of your characters having pets and/or mounts? I kind of want my character to have them but I want to know what you guys think before I do any more pre-typing.
June 14, 2019 at 10:56 pm #37917
Well, it depends on what creatures, I suppose. In fantasy it’s generally a good idea to stay away from creatures that are specific to one other story, as they’re another author’s creation. If they’re more generally used creatures such as dragons or unicorns it’s usually fine.
June 14, 2019 at 5:36 pm #37913
Sorry, Elia! Didn’t see your post on my plot until just now (it showed up on my email but couldn’t find it on here until just now). I was wanting to do it more as a collaborative story. As for the “what if the city isn’t real?” idea, that sounds like it would be a great plot twist! I honestly never thought of that, to tell the truth. I’ll figure out an idea for what the characters could do if the city isn’t real, and post it as soon as it’s ready!
June 14, 2019 at 10:56 pm #37918
Okay, cool! Do you use Google Docs?
June 15, 2019 at 10:35 am #37923
I do use Docs! I think that the just in case thing might be done, but I’m going to do some extra editing before I post it. As far as the fantasy creatures idea I posted, I was thinking more dragons (my mom says that I’m obsessed with dragons, but I don’t think so). Gotta go. We’re about to have breakfast. Be back soon if I can.
June 15, 2019 at 10:55 am #37924
Cool! I think docs are the way to go if we’re gonna do a proper story. I have also been accused of being obsessed with dragons… unlike you, I plead guilty on that charge. XD HTTYD is my favorite movie series, and all my favorite book series have dragons… WFS, LOTR, Silmarillion and Unfinished Tales, Harry Potter…
June 15, 2019 at 1:47 pm #37926
I love HTTYD as well! Those are the dragons that come into my mind when I think of the word “dragons”. Several of the book series you mentioned I’m not allowed to read yet. By the way, I think that the “if the city isn’t real” thing is ready, and edited to the best of my ability, I’m just going to do a final check up then I’ll post it if I have time.
June 16, 2019 at 12:31 am #37930
I tried to post this yesterday, but for some reason it didn’t work.
Lillie walked down the street, clutching her purse.
It was extremely dangerous for a twelve year old girl to be in the street with money, but she didn’t have any choice.
She couldn’t tell her Father.
Lillie sighed with relief when she walked into the shop, she had made it!
She paid for the bag she had been saving for, then started to walk out the shop.
“Wait,” called the clerk, “You haven’t taken your change.”
Change? Why did I have change? I’ve given him the exact money, Lillie thought as she walked back.
“Why do I have change?” Lillie asked,
“The bag was on sale,” the Clerk answered.
Lillie smiled and took the change.
Now she had enough money to buy the rest of her supplies.
Lillie pulled out her phone, and quickly sent a message to her friends.
‘Let’s see flight of the birds, it’s in one of the cinemas. I’ve bought the food.’
Is that what I’m meant to do?
Please correct me if I’m wrong.
June 16, 2019 at 9:17 am #37933
Yes, that works fine. I’ll get my character paragraph in as soon as I figure out how to work the copy and paste function.
June 16, 2019 at 9:39 am #37934
Finally got that funtion to work! This is what I came up with:
A cry echoed through the air, and twelve-year-old Ryli Tyll paused, the leash of Twilight, her rabbit, still in hand. What on earth had made that cry? Ryli’s eyes swept over the crowded streets and intersections of Tolmons City, wondering if the cry belonged to a small creature that had been hit by a car, or perhaps a careless pedestrian. The cry came again, and it was nowhere near the streets. It was coming from the base of the wall, about a half a mile to Ryli’s left. She slid the handle of Twilight’s leash over her wrist, and lifted the friendly animal into her arms, smiling at the way his fur shimmered in the sunshine (Twilight is black with specks of grey and white, light blue eyes with a silvery underbelly, and is the size of two wild cottontails put together). Ryli’s black and blonde (half and half) hair blew back in a sudden breeze, and she ran, careful not to drop Twilight, to the section of the wall from which the cry had come. Ryli skidded to a stop once she saw the creature that had made the cry. Lying in the dust at the bottom of the wall, was some kind of dragon, only a hatchling. It was silver all over, with an oversized horn nub on the end of its snout, green eyes, and a good deal of its body covered in spikes. Ryli gently set Twilight on the ground, and reached out one hand toward the little dragon, and scratched him under his chin, and he leaned into her hand. Ryli smiled, and knew at once that the little creature was coming home with her. The first name that popped into her head was “Konan”. Yes, that would work nicely. Ryli lifted him into her arms, and strode toward home, Twilight’s leash in one hand, and the rabbit himself hopping beside her.
June 17, 2019 at 4:44 am #37944
Quick question, are you happy for Ryli to be one of Lillie’s friends?
June 17, 2019 at 4:44 am #37945
Also, can I change Lillie to Staria?
June 17, 2019 at 4:59 am #37946
By the way, the message meant, I am ready to escape with you, I’v bought the food.
If you’re not ready for that, then it can really mean, ‘let’s go to the movies.’
June 17, 2019 at 9:31 am #37948
Yes, Lillie/Staria can be one of Ryli’s friends (and you can change her name to Staria if you’re not happy with it as Lillie). Anyway, I’ve been pre-typing stuff for this a lot, and I will be able to get some more ready to post at a moment’s notice if I know a bit more about Lillie/Staria. Is she the type to figure out her friends’ location in order to plan last-minute meetings with them? I’m not trying to be nosy, just to me it’s important not to portray you’re character the wrong way.
Anyway, as Elia so nicely put it in one of her posts, (talking about the legendary city) “What if the city isn’t real? And our characters just have to do everything on their own?”
I am happy to say that I have finally come up with an answer!
“Having escaped the city where they lived, the friends (your characters) traveled for weeks in the harsh, unforgiving desert, seeing no other people but themselves. Of course the legendary city wasn’t real. It was just an old myth. Yet the friends knew that they could never go back to their city (or cities, if from separate places). They could never be re-accepted into the society they’d been born into, and they had no wish to go back, as that would only endanger their families, and one another. It was about a week after they had realized that the city was fake when they found something whose appearance gave them a shock that rivalled that which they had been given when they had found the legendary city wasn’t real: another city, but different than any other, with no walls. Its houses were built of wood, and its inhabitants had somehow gotten the wild creatures of those parts not to attack them. The friends soon found that it was a secret city of rebels, who had, like themselves, escaped from their cities, and formed a secret society that would, when it was strong enough, attempt to break down the walls of every city, free the people within, and humble the kings once and for all. When the society’s leader gives them a kindly invitation to join the society, the friends are faced with a choice: they can refuse, and go back on their own, losing a one-time opportunity to help those they left behind, or they can accept, and gain better chances of helping those they left behind, along with new comrades, who can and will help them when troubles arise in fulfilling their mission: to destroy the king(s) over their city (or cities).”
What do you think? (by the way, because I’m on vacation I’ll only be able to post once day.)
June 18, 2019 at 4:31 am #37962
I think it sounds great.
I’m thinking that Staria is a kind of tag a long, I think you’ll notice that, the text, as I said above, was just to say we (Meaning all the friends,) can leave tonight as I’m ready.
(They hadn’t left yet.)
June 18, 2019 at 4:31 am #37963
Hair: Long, slightly wavy, silver.
Eyes: Gray-blue, with silver lashes.
Height: Tall, thin.
Likes: Shopping, Playing on her phone, texting.
Dislikes: Insects, sleeping outdoors, getting dirty, cooking, heat, walking.
Parents: Father, her Mother disappeared when she was little.
Fav. Colour: Dark blue, silver.
Staria bought the food at a store near her home, then dropped the food off.
She was still nervous about the text, should she really be going?
I needed to prove I’m not Kilea.
She shivered as she said her real name.
How she hated it. It wasn’t her fault her Mother had left after she was born.
Her friends had nicked named her Staria as she loved stars, and she had gratefully taken the name.
Now however, as the time for leaving approached, she wondered if she had made the right choice.
She pulled out the phone, ready to tell her friends she wasn’t going to go.
June 18, 2019 at 11:38 am #37973
I guess we’re starting more or less!
Hair: half black, half blonde
Eyes: ocean blue
Height: thin and tall
Likes: reading, writing, playing with Twilight and Konan.
Dislikes: running, spiders, being locked out of the house, unprepared for surprises.
Parents:0, lives with Aunt and Uncle.
Fav. Colour: teal, royal blue.
Twilight (rabbit, full size Rex)
Colouring: black with specks of grey and white, silvery underbelly.
Size: twice as big as a wild cottontail.
Konan (dragon hatchling)
Colouring: silver, green eyes.
Size: same size as Twilight (for now)
Konan’s scales were smooth, and Ryli loved to stroke them. They were nearly as smooth as Twilight was soft, but not quite. As though he knew that his mistress was thinking about him, Twilight rattled the walls of his cage nearby. I want out! he seemed to say. Ryli smiled, happy to oblige, and pinned open the door of his cage. He bounded out, darting around the room, and kicking his hind legs in the air like a Lipizzaner horse. He pivoted ninety degrees, and came to a stop by Ryli’s side, begging to be pet. She smiled again, and stroked his head with her free hand, and rubbed his cheeks.
“I wish I could be as free as you, Twilight.” Ryli whispered sadly. “but the walls aren’t coming down anytime soon, and the gangs grow worse by the day, but the King gives us no help. He only uses us as a source of entertainment.”
Ryli felt her phone buzz in her pocket, and she stopped stroking Konan to see who had texted her. It was Staria, one of her best friends. Let’s see the flight of the birds, it’s in one of the cinemas. I’ve bought the food. Ryli smiled, and texted her reply. Just give me a minute. I’m mostly ready, I just need to double check that I have enough food for Twilight and Konan. No way am I leaving them behind! At least, not with the gangs the way they are. I’ll bring what I can fit in two backpacks. Ryli tapped the send button, and slid her phone back into her pocket. She put Twilight back in his cage, and Konan back in his cardboard box bed, and hunted around the room for the stuff she needed, all the while waiting for a reply text. Ryli chose three large bags of rabbit pellets, twice as much hay, a quarter cup and a bowl; all the beef jerky packets in the house; three bars of soap, some towels, changes of clothes, some toothbrushes, five tubes of toothpaste, and some paper plates. Ryli dug her two largest backpacks out of her closet, and stuffed them with the items she’d chosen. She stacked them on her bed, and hunted for Twilight and Konan’s carriers.
June 19, 2019 at 3:31 am #37985
Staria started to hit send, but paused.
Did she really want to give up her only chance to find her Mother?
She switched of her phone, and hurriedly packed her bag.
She needed to be out of the house before her Father got home.
A few minutes later, Staria ran down out the door, and into the street.
She glanced at her watch. Five minutes to go.
She sprinted round the street corner, her silver hair bobbing behind her.
Most people thought she had died it, but only her father and Ryli knew the truth, that her hair was naturally silver.
She turned the next corner, but a man yelled.
June 19, 2019 at 10:23 am #37991
Ooh! So there are answers to Staria’s mother’s disappearance beyond the wall?! That is very cool! I decided to make the escape a little more dangerous on Ryli’s end like you did with Staria (I’m trying my best to reveal Ryli’s past in a mystery sort of way). Anyway:
Ryli soon found her pets’ carriers, along with some old hand towels to place on the bottom. She considered stuffing the compartments on the roof of Twilight’s carrier with treats, but then decided against it. Only the necessary items should be brought, and treats were not vital to survival. Ryli slipped some large water bottles into both the carriers, and added a litter box to Twilight’s carrier. She carried them out of her closet, setting them on her bed, and headed for Twilight’s cage, picked him up, and placed him in the carrier. He didn’t like it too much, and bit at the metal on the door, but he soon gave up, and made no more trouble. Pretty soon Konan was in his carrier, and Ryli had added both her pets’ leashes to her bag of essentials.
Exercise was important, and had to be done in a way so that they could not escape from her. Making several trips, Ryli soon carried all her supplies (including Twilight and Konan) to the garage, and loaded them into a toddler-sized wagon, pulled out of the garage, then paused to send another text on her phone. She was confused that she hadn’t received a reply for her last one yet. All ready to go. Meet at the City Park? It wasn’t until she was a little way down the street that she noticed her Aunt and Uncle coming home from work, and at first felt frightened, but when they smiled and waved to her she relaxed. It was then that she saw someone she had never wanted to see again coming up behind them with his companions, and heard words that she had never wanted to hear again. “Now what are you doing here in our territory?” Ryli turned, tightened her grip on the wagon handle, and ran.
June 20, 2019 at 8:06 am #38004
Staria turned around, her fear threatening to choke her.
However, she didn’t see what she expected.
The boy grabbed Staria, putting the crook of his arm around her neck.
Before she had time to scream, the boy pulled her into a ally.
Staria’s phone beeped, but she has no way of looking at the message.
“Shh,” the boy hissed. “Ryli needs you help.”
She blinked, could she trust this boy?
“You can trust me,” the boy said, reading her thoughts, “besides there’s no time. The thugs are coming for Ryli.”
Staria, her mind spinning, staggered back.
Should she trust this boy? How did he know about Ryli? How did he know the thugs where coming?
Should she help her.
For a moment, Staria considered hiding, but then changed her mind.
If Ryli was in danger, then it was her job to help.
June 20, 2019 at 11:19 am #38011
Who is this boy? (don’t answer that, I’ll probably find out soon enough) I mean, Ryli doesn’t have any siblings, at least, she doesn’t think she does. Like, she could have an older brother who is kept a secret from her (actually, maybe I’ll use that in a future post if you don’t beat me to it). *note* this isn’t my original post. I read your post and deleted the one I planned out because I figured this would be more exciting. Which it is. Thanks for your intriguing post.
Before Ryli had time to get far, she felt a strong hand on her shoulder, jerking her back. She struggled, but couldn’t break free. Finally, she stopped. She had known they would find her eventually, and likely do to her what they had probably done to her parents. Ryli was dragged back in front of her house, and a glance to her left showed that her Aunt and Uncle had been subdued also. She did her best to look behind herself, and saw the leader of the gang looking at her. She withered under his gaze. He had been the one who had randomly showed up, and taken her parents, while she watched, hidden in the bushes, he had, for some odd reason, not searched for the child, although he had acted certain that there had been one. He had said the exact same words. The gang expanded their territory every day, and the citizens of Tolmons City had no way of knowing if they were in a gang’s territory or not.
Ryli’s eyes swept over her surroundings, looking for some source of help or escape, but found none. Her eyes fell on her wagon, standing alone, still neatly packed, on the sidewalk. The gang seemed to have no intention of taking it, which was good. There were high chances that, after Ryli was gone, some animal-loving citizen would come by, and decide to adopt her pets into a loving home. That thought relaxed Ryli, though only slightly. The chorus of voices to her left indicated that the gang was debating what to do with their loot and prisoners, and Ryli wasn’t quite sure what to hope for. To her right, she thought she saw a flash of movement to her right, but when she gave it her full gaze whatever had moved was gone.
June 20, 2019 at 11:21 am #38012
*whispers* Sorry to interrupt… I just wanted to apologize for disappearing, I’ve had a crazy week. I’ll catch up with this on Saturday, I hope. See you then! *tiptoes out*
June 20, 2019 at 9:10 pm #38021
Staria followed the boy as they ran through alleys, and behind buildings.
She guessed they where going to Ryli’s house, but couldn’t recognise any of the streets.
After five minutes of hard running, Staria was panting.
“I don’t think I can run anymore.” She gasped.
“We’re almost there,” the boy encouraged, “Just a few more minutes.”
A few minutes later, they arrived at the street, just as the boy had said.
Staria risked a look around the corner, but withdrew quickly.
“There taking Ryli away.” She whispered, “and there coming this way.”
“How many men?”
“Okay. I need you to distract them, jump on them or something, and when they’re tying you up, I’ll deal with Ryli, then come for you, okay.”
It sounded dangerous but Staria nodded.
I’m not sure who the boy is, I haven’t thought about that yet 🙂
I think he might be… I don’t know, I’lol let you fond out.
Sorry, it’s not a long post as I am about to leave the house.
June 20, 2019 at 9:10 pm #38022
Sorry, I meant, ‘I’ll let you find out.’
June 21, 2019 at 5:31 am #38029
I’m back now, so I guess I’ll make my story a bit longer.
June 21, 2019 at 5:35 am #38030
Staria took a deep breath, and jumped on the men.
The man let out a surprised gasp.
Staria had absolutely no idea how to fight, so it wasn’t long before she was subdued.
She glanced around, looking for the boy and Ryli.
She couldn’t see Ryli, but the boy was tied up next to her.
One man lay on the sidewalk, unconscious, but the other two men where fine, and they had been tied tightly.
Staria glanced at the boy for help.
Staria looked at her bonds, and wondered why she had chosen to come on this mission.
June 21, 2019 at 10:26 am #38039
Interesting. I guess I’m going to have to think of something now.
One of the three men in the gang bent to check Ryli’s bonds, and when he was satisfied that they were tight enough, he reported back to his boss. One of the other men was doing the same for her Aunt and Uncle. Ryli bowed her head, and did her best not to give up hope of escape. She was jerked to her feet by one of the men in the gang, and she exhaled deeply, trying desperately to remain calm. The same man marched her forward, and she glanced around, panic creeping in when she realized that there was no way out. Her gaze fell on the man who was clutching her arm as he marched her along, and her eyes bugged out, and she thought she was going to choke on her own spit. The man looked like–no way. That just wasn’t possible. He was supposed to be long dead. And, more importantly, why would he join the gang instead of coming back to his own daughter? The man looked like her father. Ryli completely forgot about trying to find a way to escape, she was so confused.
Then, the man leading her seemed to be totally smashed from above. Ryli didn’t wait to see who had saved her. The rope on her ankles sagged, and she shook them off and ran, loosening the ropes on her wrists as she went. When they were loose enough, Ryli flung them aside, grabbed the handle of the wagon as she ran past it, and stopped in one of the narrow alleyways between houses. She peeked out, wanting to know if her escape had been noticed. It had been noticed, all right, but no one in the gang had seen where she’d run. There were two other prisoners there now, and somehow Ryli’s Aunt and Uncle had vanished, and been replaced by a boy and a girl. The girl was Staria, and Ryli smacked her head. What on earth was she doing there? Ryli knew that if she was going to do anything, she would have to do it soon. The unexpected attack meant that the gang would have to wait until their companion revived to continue on, which meant more time to enact a rescue plan, but first, that plan had to be made. Ryli left the alleyway entrance, and pulled out her phone to text Staria. ‘Sending a rescue team to catch up with you. Will be behind you about City Square. (Show this to gang leader it’s the only way)’ she typed. Ryli clicked send, prepared to come up with a plan, and hoped that the gang leader wouldn’t smell the plan hidden in the text.
June 21, 2019 at 6:45 pm #38086
By smell I mean find. I had this one Shakespeare line in my head (Sir Toby Belch: “Excellent. I smell a device.” from ‘The Twelfth Night’)
June 22, 2019 at 7:10 am #38098
Hey, I acted Sir Toby Belch, (and didn’t really like it).
June 22, 2019 at 7:21 am #38099
Staria felt her phone beep, and wriggled her hands around to her pocket.
After pulling the phone out, she put her thumb over the home button, unlocking it.
Pushing the message notification, she looked at the message.
‘Sending a rescue team to catch up with you. Will be behind you at city square.’
She looked at the other message, then frowned.
How could she show the top message to the men, without them seeing the other message?
If they did, Ryli’s whole plan would be spoiled, probably ending up with Ryli getting caught.
Staria pressed the reject button, then waited a minute as the last message was deleted.
Her hand trembling, she handed the phone awkwardly to the boy.
Pretending to drop it, she let it fall to the ground.
The man next to her glanced around, then picked up the phone.
“No,” Staria said, “Give it back!”
“No way,” said the man, a glint of triumph in his eye.
Staria starred at the man, she had done it!
All that was left now was to hope that the man didn’t notice the deleted message.
She started to lower her eyes, then stopped.
The man looked vaguely familiar, in fact, he looked like Ryli’s dad.
But, could that be possible?
June 22, 2019 at 7:25 am #38100
This is getting sooooooo interesting.
June 22, 2019 at 10:41 am #38108
Yes it is! It may take m a while to figure out how Ryli’s dad got where he is.
Ryli had a plan. She had texted Staria a fake one, which would get the gang believing something that was not real. After that, she would do some simple observation, and know whether or not they were expecting the rescue to be real. If they were expecting the rescue to be real, then they would not be prepared for a sneak rescue from the front, and, if it was the other way around, then they would not be prepared for one from the back.
Ryli knew a thing or two about gangs, and was usually pretty good at eluding them. Usually. In Tolmons City, no one ever knew when a gang was going to show up at their front door, or their neighbor’s. So, as soon as Ryli could hold and learn to use it (about two years old), her parents purchased her a slingshot, and got her a bigger one every year. After years of practice, Ryli was one of the best shots in the city. It would have been useful earlier in the day, but it had been in her backpack, and not easily accessible.
Ryli removed her slingshot from its place in her backpack, then scoured the ground for stones, finding five. She checked their size and shape, and, when she was satisfied, slipped them into her pocket. Every bone in her body seemed to be telling her to go rescue Staria and the boy who had been with her, but instead, she hid her wagon (intending to come back for it later), and made a minor change to her plan. She would attack the gang now, because they would likely be expecting something at City Park, not a calm neighborhood street. She darted across the street to a good vantage point, aimed her first stone, and shot it, hitting her mark in the forehead. In minutes, her other two targets were down, and she ran out of her hiding place, and tugged at first Staria’s bonds, then the boy’s.
“Are you alright?” she asked breathlessly.
June 23, 2019 at 8:19 am #38146
Staria sat there for a few more minutes, and then one men fell over.
Then another, then the last man.
Staria looked around, and saw Ryli undoing her bonds.
Ryli finished untying Staria’s bonds, then started on the boy.
“Are you okay,” She asked, straightening up as the boy stood up, ruddying his hands.
Staria stood up as well, “Yes thank you,”
Then she saw the man lying on the ground.
“Is that your dad?” She Asked, looking at Ryli, then turned to look at the boy.
“What’s your name?”
The boy looked at her. “It’s better you don’t know.”
With that, he turned, and sprinted off.
“Thank you for saving me,” he yelled over his shoulder as he disappeared from sight.
June 23, 2019 at 8:20 am #38147
That last bit took me by surprise.
June 23, 2019 at 8:47 am #38153
Yeah, the slingshot was all I could think of. Like, it kind of makes sense that parents would arm their kids because they know that they won’t always be around to protect them.
Ryli barely registered the boy running away. One of the men in the gang groaned, and began to revive, and she drew another stone, and crept up to him. When she saw that he was the one who might be her father, she put the stone away, and got down beside him. He saw her, and turned his head enough to look her in the eye. There was a giant lump on his head where the stone had hit, and Ryli winced.
“Who are you?” the man asked, his voice hoarse.
“Ryli Tyll. Who are you?”
“Are you my dad?”
“Don’t make jokes to me about fatherhood. I was a failure. My daughter is long dead.”
“She isn’t! I am she.”
The man turned his head away, and Ryli felt like crying. He was indeed her father, she would know that name anywhere, but he didn’t recognize her. She left his side, helped Staria find her phone so that they could leave.
June 24, 2019 at 9:00 am #38191
Sharia watched in shock as the boy disappeared.
Why did he run away?
A man groaned, and Ryle started talking to him, but Staria didn’t listen.
Ryle handed her her phone, and she automatically thank her.
All she could think about was the boy.
Then a second man groaned, and Staria realised that they needed to go.
“Come on,” Staria grabbed Ryli’s arm, “We need to go.”
They ran down the same streets Staria had run down with they boy, and in a few minutes they arrived at the wall.
Sharia looked at the smooth, tall wall, and then at Ryli.
“How are we going to get over it?”
June 24, 2019 at 9:02 am #38192
Sorry for the short post, it’s ten o’clock here, so I need to be getting to bed 🙁
June 24, 2019 at 6:12 pm #38213
It’s totally okay. I just tend to gravitate towards long posts for some reason.
Ryli didn’t look back when she left her dad. She handed Staria her phone, and ran back to the alley to get her wagon, and was back before her friend had noticed she was gone. They ran together, hand in hand, Ryli’s wagon clattering behind them, through the streets, and stopped at the wall. Its smooth, cream-colored surface stretched high into the clouds.
“How are we going to get over it?” Staria asked.
Ryli bit her lip and thought. The wall was far too high to go over, and likely ran too deep underground to go beneath. It didn’t seem that there was any way past it. Ryli stomped her foot. She and Staria had spent weeks planning how they would get supplies, and go beyond the wall, and now here they were, their plan to go over it completely foiled. Ryli stomped again, and tried to think over the problem a different way. Perhaps they could find a security door through the wall? Some sections had those, but Ryli had a feeling that this wasn’t one of those. Still, there was always the chance.
“Staria,” Ryli said, and, once she had her friend’s attention, she continued. “Remember the time when we were walking along the wall, and saw those men in uniforms with guns going through the doors in the wall? There might be one of those doors in this section. Might. If we find one, it could be our way out.”
Then Ryli ran closer to the wall, and began looking for hidden seams in the stone, or a small, lone bump that could be an opening mechanism.
That was the only thing I could come up with. You can have Staria find the hidden door (please let me know if you want Ryli to find it), or it can not be in that section. Your choice.
June 25, 2019 at 12:34 pm #38225
I”m happy for you to find the door.
Ryli stamped her foot.
Staria understood her frustration. They had spent ages planning this trip, and niw there plans where ruined.
“Staria,” Ryli said, “Remember the time we where walking along the wall, and saw those men in uniforms with guns going through tho doors in the wall? There might be one of those doors in this section. Might. If we find one, it could be our way out.”
Staria nodded, “So you want us to look for a hidden latch?”
Staria felt the wall with her fingers, looking for something she could press, or pull, or move.
At least they had a plane now.
As she felt the wall, suddenly a very strong urge too – do something came upon her.
It seemed to want her to go out the wall, but she couldn’t.
The urge increased, until it was a burning pain.
“Ryli,” Staria Frye’s out, “help, something happening to me!”
June 26, 2019 at 12:22 pm #38255
Was unable to post yesterday. Anyway, interesting.
Ryli couldn’t find anything. No seam, no bump, no anything but smooth stone. Finally, she collapsed to her knees, exhausted, the weight of the day’s events taking its toll on her. The unexpected experience with the gang, the disappointment with her dad, and now this fruitless search for a hidden door that might not even be there. Twelve-year-old girls weren’t meant to withstand this kind of stress. Ryli took deep breaths, not wanting to cry, but unable to keep her eyes from watering. After a bit, she felt better, and turned her mind again to the problem before her. If the mechanisms were there, she had no way of finding them, the last ten minutes had made that evident, so what did she have in her supplies that could help her? Ryli looked over her supply wagon, eyebrows knitted in thought, and again and again her eyes landed on Konan’s carrier.
Konan? How could he help? The little dragon was cute, sure, but what did he have that Ryli didn’t, besides wings and a tail? Great eyesight. Ryli had often thought that he had better eyesight than she, so maybe he could find a hidden entrance when she couldn’t? It was worth a shot, anyway. Ryli dug around in one of her backpacks until she found his leash, then she opened his carrier and pulled him out, holding him as she put his leash on his back. Konan was bigger than he had been that day she’d found him by the wall, and taken him home to care for. He wasn’t large enough to ride yet, but he would be soon enough. Konan bounded over to the wall as soon as he was on the ground, and sniffed it like a bloodhound, every now and then eyeballing it before continuing on. It wasn’t long before he made a little cry, and jumped up and down excitedly in front of a small part of the wall. Ryli’s heart leapt, excitement filling her too. Had he found what she thought he’d found? Ryli didn’t have time to check out what Konan had found.
“Ryli, something’s happening to me!” Staria cried out from another part of the wall.
Ryli grabbed Konan away from the wall, and ran to help her friend, setting him down when she got to her. Worry was written all over her face.
“What’s wrong, Staria? Is there any way I can help?”
June 27, 2019 at 9:08 am #38274
Staria doubled over, pain in every part of her.
It felt like her bones where being slowly cooked until they turned to ash.
Ryli rushed over. “What”S wrong, Staria? Is there any way I can help?”
Staria tried to speak, but all that came out was a moun.
She collapsed, curling in to a ball on the hard ground.
Behind her pain and confusion, something tugged at the back of her mind.
Something about the boy.
What was it?
Then it struck her. The boy had silver hair too?
Another spam of pain hit her, and everything started to turn black.
Staria tried to stay conscious. She couldn’t leave Ryli to deal with her.
However, a few seconds later, Staria lay on the ground, still.
June 27, 2019 at 9:09 am #38275
I nearly couldn’t post yesterday too.
June 27, 2019 at 10:15 am #38281
Interesting! I have a feeling the identity of the mysterious boy will be coming into full view soon! I can’t wait…
Staria moaned, and Ryli could feel panic growing inside her. What on earth was wrong with her friend? She grabbed Staria’s arm, and could see that she was struggling to stay awake. Whatever that struggle was like, it failed, and Staria was soon lying on the ground, unconscious. Ryli knew there wasn’t much she could do to help her friend, so she made her as comfortable as she could, and stayed beside her for several minutes. Then she remembered her things, and Twilight. She debated running off to go get her wagon, which lay about fifty meters to her left, but she didn’t want to leave Staria unprotected. She pursed her lips as she thought, then she slipped Konan’s leash off her wrist, and fastened it around Staria’s. There. Now she would have something at least to protect her.
Ryli turned, and ran back to her wagon, snatching the handle, and running back to Staria as fast as she could. Just as she reached her friend, and plopped down beside her again, a great dragon-like roar sounded from above them, and Ryli’s head shot up to scan the clouds above her. She couldn’t see anything, and, judging by the way the roar sounded, the dragon who made it was probably miles away, but she still felt nervous. Konan obviously did too, as he cowered, and stayed close to Ryli’s side. She picked him up, removed the leash, and placed him back in his carrier. He curled up and went to sleep almost instantly. Ryli unfastened the leash handle, slipped it off Staria’s wrist, and put it back in its backpack. She thought she saw her friend stir a little, but she wasn’t certain.
June 27, 2019 at 5:29 pm #38290
Hey, can I help too?
Ryli sighed. She rose from the place where she had been sitting next to her friend’s still unconscious form, and stared hard at the part of the wall that Konan had showed her, being careful not to touch it. What had made Konan so excited? Suddenly she noticed something funny about the stone that Staria hadn’t noticed. “That looks just like writing,” she said to herself softly. She soon discovered she was right. The characters were very small, and they seemed to be written in some ancient language, but as Ryli stared harder at the strange characters, she found that she could decipher them. Character by character became clear to her, and if it was from some magic art, she didn’t know. It felt as if the words were being pounded into her mind, one by one, as she read them.
Beware! Beware! Friend or Foe
Attempt to flee will take your life
If you are not content with life
Inside these walls
The normal people stay inside
While dragons lurk beside the gate
A spell is there to kill who dares
To find that gate
Ryli shuddered at the last words “A spell is there to kill who dares”… She looked worredly at Staria, who was beginning to gasp.
Is it okay if I bring in my character later?
June 27, 2019 at 8:08 pm #38294
I”m fine with it, but you’ll have to ask Rebekah12 as she started this.
June 28, 2019 at 7:47 am #38555
Stars. Millions of them, walking, turning into people.
A big fight, a boy with silver hair, leading an army.
A dragon, roaring, and the clash of steel.
Staria ground, and shifted a little.
The pain was subsiding, and she slowly sat up.
Ryli had her back turned to her, but Ryli’s pet dragon was in it’s cage, looking like it was standing guard.
An image floated into her mind, something she had dreamed.
Staria shook her head, it must of been something she had imagined.
She felt better know, and stood up.
What had happened to her?
“Ryli,” she said, “I’m think I’m ready to go. I don’t know what happened to me.”
June 28, 2019 at 11:28 am #38568
Of course you can join, Sara Cobbler! I would prefer that you control your own character, (I’m interpreting this as you want Ryli and Staria to not have met your character yet) so here’s a thought: you could have a character right now, but he/she hasn’t met Ryli and Staria yet, maybe because he/she was living in another city, like maybe the rebel city mentioned about thirty posts ago (not all of those are mine). That’s just an idea. If you’re still coming up with your character, feel free to help control Ryli until he/she is ready to post with.
Ryli’s head filled with questions. Why was there writing on the wall? And, more importantly, why could she read it if it was in another language? What was the deal with the warning? Ryli was annoyed that she didn’t know the answer to any of them. Then she heard Konan growl. She turned, and saw that he was no longer asleep in his carrier, but crouched by its door, his wings spread as far as the carrier’s confines would allow, and his tail swishing. He growled again, and his eyes narrowed as he trained himself on a potential threat. Ryli followed his gaze, but couldn’t see what was upsetting him. Ryli frowned. She had never known Konan to let anything minor to upset him, which meant that whatever he saw or sensed was not safe. Ryli considered opening Konan’s carrier to find where the danger was, but then decided against it. She had no idea how long it would take to catch him, and right now she and Staria probably needed more time than they had. To her relief, she saw Staria awakening, and helped her friend to her feet.
“I’m glad you’re okay, Staria, but we have to go. Something isn’t right. Konan never lets himself pay attention to unimportant things, and now he looks like he’s going to tear his carrier to pieces to that he can go attack it.” Ryli said, in order to fill Staria in on what was happening. For a moment she felt nervous about the writing, but she ignored it. Such a thing might have been true at the beginning of Tolmons City, but certainly not after hundreds of thousands of years after its creation. Besides, if there was a dragon at the gate, then it would probably let them pass since they had their own dragon with them. “Oh, and Staria? There’s been mention of a gate. If we find it, we can get out.”
June 29, 2019 at 9:00 am #38591
“How are we going to find the gate?” Staria asked, already starting the hopeless search. “We’ve looked here already.”
Her fingers felt something ruff, and she bent down, looking at the old writing.
It was in a language she didn’t know, but a strange thing happened when she looked at it.
Beware! Beware! Friend or Foe
Attempt to flee will take your life
If you are not content with life
Inside these walls
The normal people stay inside
While dragons lurk beside the gate
A spell is there to kill who dares
To find that gate
But those whose search,
With courage great,
Will find the thing,
They search for most,
A star will come,
One day or night,
To rid you of,
These prison walls.
For you who read,
And courage take,
For one day you,
Your people’l save,
Staria frowned. A star leading people to freedom? And she was to take courage? She was leading her people to freedom?
“Ryli,” she called, “Can you look at this?”
June 29, 2019 at 10:24 am #38597
Ryli came up beside her, and looked at the writing. She frowned. It’s the same two verses that I told you about before. See?” she showed her the place on the wall where the extra writing had been. “What?” Staria asked, puzzled. She looked back at the writing. It looked the same as before- only two verses stood out on the wall. Staria scratched her head. “I knew I saw something new there,” she said, confused. “Now it’s gone.”
June 29, 2019 at 11:24 am #38599
Interesting! I had no idea that carving could disappear, even in Ryli and Staria’s strange world! (it is carving right?) (I guess it is magical, so it makes sense that it can do stuff that regular carving can’t) Anyway:
Staria sounded like she had seen something different than the two-stanza warning, then it had switched to just the original warning. Ryli frowned, then shook her head, and looked back at the warning. Perhaps there was something in it that could lead them to the gate? Konan growled again like he had a couple of minutes before, and Ryli thought she could hear angry voices now. She glanced in their direction, hoping that the gang hadn’t found their trail. Gangs weren’t exactly kind to kids who knocked them unconscious with stones. Ryli gripped her wagon handle tighter. Everything in there was either precious to her or were in the category of essentials. Ryli knew that she and Staria had to get out of the area, but where would they go? In that moment of indecision, her eyes fell again on the warning, and she noticed that part of an “i” was not carved as the others were, but made to stick straight up, almost like a button. Was there a secret entranceway to the gate, and did that button control it? Before Ryli could talk herself out of it, she pressed it. The section of the wall in front of them began to thunder, then split in half, and widened until there was an entrance into a long, dark tunnel, at which point it stopped.
June 29, 2019 at 2:40 pm #38603
Ryli grabbed Staria’s arm. “Let’s go!” she said excitedly. Staria shuddered, and began to protest. What if there are spiders? she wondered. Or cockroaches? She couldn’t stand cockroaches. Just as she was thinking this over, however, a heavy set man with a club walked into the alleyway. A gang member! He saw them almost at once, and shouted, “IV’E FOUND THEM!” Suddenly the whole street filled with mens’ loud shouts, and then they seemed to be coming from everywhere! Then a girl’s voice shouted, “Come on!” It was Ryli, who was already standing halfway in the tunnel, holding her wagon’s handle tightly. Not needing any further prodding, Staria raced after her friend, and soon stood panting inside the tunnel. The heavy piece of wall closed behind them, leaving them in complete darkness.
The tunnel was extremely dark and damp, and seemed to be made entirely of cold grey stone, almost like a prison. A tiny trickle of water ran down from somewhere in the ceiling and with a tiny “Plop!” Fell onto the stony floor. Staria touched Ryli’s arm. “Come on,” she said. They went on for some time, groping about in the darkness. All they heard was the other’s steady breathing and the hammering of their own hearts in the blackness. Suddenly, after what seemed like hours Staria exclaimed, “I think I can feel a door!”
June 29, 2019 at 7:33 pm #38607
Staria felt a long the wooden panelling, until she felt the door handle.
Tugging it, she pulled the door open.
It opened, sending a burst of light into the dark passage.
Staria stood there a second, waiting for her eyes to adjust to the light.
Then, she walked outside.
Outside the wall, where no one had been that she knew.
Except one person.
“I9m coming to find you,” Staria whispered, then, more loudly, “Ryli, hurry up.”
Staria looked around, as she was still waiting for Ryli. What was taking her so long?
She was standing on sand, with sand stretching out on three sides of her, and the wall at her back.
She shivered as the heat rose up from the hot sand.
This was going to be a hot walk.
June 29, 2019 at 7:33 pm #38608
How did you know I didn’t want Ryli to find the writting?
June 30, 2019 at 10:59 am #38626
I don’t know- but that’s really funny! I’m glad it turned out how you wanted.
June 30, 2019 at 11:48 am #38630
“Ryli?” Staria called back through the doorway, wondering what her friend was doing. Where could she be? She was right behind her when she opened the door. Just then her friend’s head popped out. “Ryli! Where have you been all this time?” Staria asked her. “Sorry,” Ryli answered. “I realized that I’d left my wagon somewhere in the passage, and I couldn’t find it in the dark. I’ve found it now,” she added, coming out into the heat, her wagon rattling behind her. “Good,” said Staria. “It’s a good thing we brought a lot of water,” she remarked, “Because it looks like we’ll be walking a long time.” She glanced nervously around the corners of the wall. Didn’t the writing on the wall say something about a dragon guarding the gate? She thought. Could it be watching them at this very moment. What about the wicked spell? She shuddered.
June 30, 2019 at 12:19 pm #38634
I’m still thinking up my own character.
June 30, 2019 at 12:27 pm #38635
I got the dragon, so would anybody else like to take on the spell? (I don’t read a whole lot of spell stories so I’m not sure what I would write) *note* Konan and the dragon by the gate are two separate species. The dragon ran away because Konan’s species is its only predator.
The sun was so bright that it hurt Ryli’s eyes. She glanced down at her wagon again, just to make sure that neither of her pets were hurting their eyes by staring at the endless wasteland. Twilight had turned away from the intense light, and was probably asleep. Somehow, though, Konan was staring out over the desert, unhindered by the light, as though he was used to it. Ryli turned away, and followed Staria, deciding that now was not the time to puzzle over that. Then she heard the dragon roar. It was not loud, but it was not far away. The dragon darted into view. It was barely five feet high, had no wings, a large fin on the back of its head and a bigger one on its lower back, two tiny front arms like a T. Rex’s, and a long tail with a glove-shaped stinger on the end. The legs were large, and full of muscle, and its body was thin, allowing it to slice through the air at great speeds. It roared at Ryli and Staria, and waved its tail. Then Konan roared back. Even though his baby-dragon roar was nowhere near as loud as the new dragon’s roar, the new dragon froze, looked past the girls as Konan, then turned and fled, leaving them alone. It did not come back.
“Well, I guess that answers the question of what to do about the dragon at the gate. I wonder why he ran away.” Ryli said after a moment. Then she shook her head, having given up trying to understand what had happened, and continued on out onto the sand.
July 1, 2019 at 1:50 am #38644
I don’t have any clue about spells ether, but one option is that nothing happens.
I know how to put ‘why this happened’ in the story latter, but if one of you have an idea, go ahead.
July 1, 2019 at 7:34 am #38646
Staria saw the dragon come up to Ryli, then saw her pet dragon roar, and the bigger dragon walk away.
She didn’t know what made the dragon go, but didn’t think much about it. To many weird things had been happening for her to worry about the dragon.
The walk over the sand was long, hot and hurried. There delayed departure had meant that they had hardly any time to get away from the city before nightfall, but they needed to be a good distant away from the city when people came out to look for them.
Staria was looking at the sun disappearing over the horizon when everything disappeared.
To be exact, she fell into a hole.
She could see Ryli’s worried face, far above her.
“I’m okay,” she yelled up, before Ryli could ask, though it was a mercy she wasn’t hurt.
She looked around the dark hole, trying to find a way up.
She had almost turned 380 degrees, when she noticed a tunnel leading out of the hole.
At the same time, noticing a ladder up.
“Ryli,” Staria called, “I think I’ve found a place to spend the night.”
July 1, 2019 at 11:25 am #38650
Good point about the spells. Besides, my mom’s been keeping up on this and she’s not very comfortable with the whole spell thing. Anyway here’s a thought: maybe it existed once but doesn’t anymore?
The sun beat down on Ryli and Staria mercilessly as they walked. The two girls weren’t quite sure where they were going or what they would run into, they only knew that they had to get as far away from Tolmons City as possible before their absence was noticed and it was reported to the authorities that two children had gone missing. Even mere citizens whom the king had no connection to were searched for. However, both Ryli and Staria knew that it was only because the king knew that if even one citizen found a safe way out of the city then other citizens would follow in that citizen’s footsteps.
The sun drew nearer and nearer the horizon as Ryli and Staria walked, and they looked everywhere for a place to spend the night. Ryli grew tired, so that it was all she could do to stay on her feet. Then Staria tripped, and fell into a large whole in the ground.
“I’m okay,” Staria yelled up before Ryli had time to ask her. “I think I found a place to spend the night.”
Ryli looked down into the hole, and saw a tunnel in its side, and a ladder. She knew that she could never take her wagon down, but she could take down the things in the wagon. Taking several trips, Ryli carried down both her backpacks, and then her two pets. As soon as her things were down in the tunnel at the bottom of the hole, Ryli took some pellets out of her pet supplies backpack, and some of the jerky she’d packed. She gave the pellets to Twilight, the jerky to Konan (because she hadn’t been able to find any other food for him in abundant supply), then pulled the towels she’d packed out of her other backpack and spread them on the ground to make a more comfortable place to sleep.
July 1, 2019 at 5:12 pm #38669
So sorry about that, Rebekah. I didn’t think that that would be bad; I was trying to do something like the Chronicles Of Narnia, but I’ve been thinking it over and now I’m not too keen on the spell thing either. How about this:
Beware! Beware! Friend or Foe
Attempt to flee may take your life
If you are not content with life
Inside these walls
The normal people stay inside
A dragon lurks beside the gate
It strives to keep the ones away
Who find that gate
July 2, 2019 at 7:55 am #38682
I’m happy with it.
July 2, 2019 at 8:05 am #38683
Staria walked into the tunnel, then pulled of the leather backpack she had bought.
Staria was glad now she had spent the money for it, as the leather was now fitted to her back, making it very comfortable.
She pulled out her sleeping bag, which was vacumened packed to make it smaller, and then dug around for some food.
She pulled out two apples, and as many granola bars, handing one of each thing to Ryli.
After she had eaten, she settled back, ready to go to sleep.
An hour later, she was still awake.
Staria sighed, and rolled over. The ground was hard, and she wasn’t used to it.
With a sigh, she got up, and climbed the ladder, hopping that a little movement would help her sleep.
She sat on the now cool sand, and looked up.
Millions of stars hung in the heavens, each a little pinprick of light.
She had never seen so many stars in her life.
Staria sat there for along time, drinking in the beauty.
Then something from her dream, and the poem on the wall came to her.
She had dreamed about stars rescuing her city, and the poem had said;
A star will come,
One day or night,
To rid you of,
These prison walls.
Staria opened her mouth, unable to say a word.
Could it be true?
July 2, 2019 at 12:13 pm #38689
It’s totally okay, Sara Cobbler. I’ve had my mom tell me she’s irritated with my reading fantasy books with spells and wizards for a long time (example: the Map to Everywhere. I loved it, but she complained that it was too dark).
Ryli gladly accepted the food Staria offered her, and when she lay down on the towels she’d laid out for herself, she was angry at herself for not trying harder to get her Aunt and Uncle to let her buy a sleeping bag. Ryli tossed and turned, trying to find a comfortable position. Finally, she found one, and stared at the ceiling of the tunnel for what felt like hours, waiting for sleep to come. She heard Staria get up, and climb the ladder to look at the stars. Finally, Ryli got up too, but watched the stars from inside the hole, not wanting to disturb her friend. After several minutes, her eyelids felt heavy, and she went back to her towel bed, and lay down, finally falling asleep. Her dreams, however, were troubled.
July 3, 2019 at 4:56 am #38717
After another few minutes, Staria got up, and climbed down the ladder, her heart full of wonder.
When she got into the tunnel, she edged along it, trying not to wake Ryli.
She was almost to her sleeping bag, when she tripped over a small stone, and landed on top of Ryli.
Staria pulled Ryli’s hair from her mouth, and stood up.
“I’m so sorry,” she gasped, “I didn’t want to wake you up.”
She sat down on her sleeping bag. “But guess what I think. You remember the poem? It said something about a star rescuing our city, and I had a dream about that exact thing happening!”
Staria pulled something out of her bag, and looked at it in the dim light.
It was a photo of her Mother, the only one she had.
Don’t worry, she whispered, I’m going to find you.
July 3, 2019 at 5:00 am #38718
OH my goodness! I just figured out how to put on this; abcdefghijk (I don’t know what it’s called.)
July 3, 2019 at 12:36 pm #38730
“It’s okay, Staria.” Ryli said when Staria apologized for tripping and
waking her up.
She leaned back and stared at the ceiling. Her mind had nothing to do now, so Ryli soon found herself thinking about what had happened that day. What had her father been doing? Why was he part of a gang? Why was the gang so small? Had it split up? Ryli remembered the gang being far larger than three, and the gang that had chased them into the tunnel in the wall had been far larger, but obviously the same one. So many questions and so little answers. The mysteries shrouding Ryli’s past were like giants, determined not to let Ryli find answers. ‘Well,’ Ryli thought, ‘maybe the answers I need are out here, beyond the wall.’ With that in her mind, she fell back asleep.
July 4, 2019 at 7:33 am #38767
Staria woke up the next morning, groggy.
She hadn’t slept that well, but she knew they needed to get going.
She stood up, and stretch, trying to rid her joints of there stiffness.
“Good morning, Ryli.” she said with a yawn, as she climbed out of the tunnel, to take a look at the sky, in the hope that she would be able to get a guess at the weather for the day.
Staria climbed up the ladder, and was greeted by a wave of heat.
Even though it was still rather early, the sun was hot, and heating up the sand, which was in turn heating up the air.
She hurriedly climbed back down, knowing it would be a hot day.
“Should we see what’s at the end of the tunnel?” Staria asked when she got the the bottom.
“If it comes up somewhere else in the desert, it will save us from walking in this heat.”
July 4, 2019 at 10:09 am #38776
Ryli awakened early, and took Twilight out of his carrier, and pulled his leash out of one of her backpacks. She slipped it on his body, and carried him out onto the sand. It wasn’t too hot yet, but it would be soon enough. Twilight made the most of his early morning romp, running so fast that Ryli had to jog to keep up with him. When the sun was most of the way above the horizon, she knew that it was time to go back down into the cool air of the tunnel. Twilight did not want to go, but as soon as the air began heating up, he stopped questioning his mistress’ judgement, and allowed her to pick him up and put him back in his carrier in the tunnel.
“Should we see what’s at the end of the tunnel?” Staria asked when she had come back down the ladder after determining what kind of day it would be. “If it comes up somewhere else in the desert, it will save us from walking in this heat.”
“You’re right, Staria!” Ryli said, feeling excited. Anything that potentially save them a long walk in the intense heat she counted as perfect.
She fed her pets, then grimaced. She still had to find a way to get her wagon down into the hole, for that was the only way to get all her things at once from place to place. Ryli climbed back up the ladder, dreading the heat that she knew would be at the top. The air was surprisingly hot already. She ran across the sand, thankful that she had thought to wear shoes, and took hold of the wagon handle. It wasn’t as hot as she’d expected–yet. Leaning over the hole, Ryli lowered the wagon as far down as she could, then dropped it the rest of the way. It clanged when it hit the ground, as though it had hit more metal, but there was none there. It had landed on nothing but hard-packed sand and pebbles. Ryli shook her head to clear her thoughts, and climbed down the ladder. She righted her wagon, then dragged it into the tunnel, and began to load her things into it. When she had finished, she turned to Staria.
“You ready?” she asked her friend.
July 5, 2019 at 7:40 am #38797
“Yea,” said Staria, in answer to Ryli’s question. “Did you here something when you dropped the wagon?”
Without waiting for an answer, she began digging.
Before she had gone far, she thought she heard a sound, and got up, heading into the dark tunnel.
After a little walk, she decided that the noise must have beed her imagination, and headed back up the tunnel.
(Sorry for the short post, I didn’t know what else to say.)
July 5, 2019 at 10:58 am #38806
Ryli nodded as her friend started digging. Then Staria headed down into the tunnel, then came back. Ryli decided not to ask what she had been doing. After a last-minute check to make sure that they had all that they had brought, they headed off into the tunnel, hoping that it would pop up elsewhere in the desert.
Sorry for the short post! I’m a little pressed for time. I won’t be able to post for a few days just so you know.
July 6, 2019 at 5:58 am #38818
Okay, that’s fine, thanks for letting me know.
Staira followed her friend down the tunnel, leaving the digging behind.
Ryli obviously wasn’t that bothered, but Staria had felt something in the sand, and heard a clink when Ryli dropped the wagon.
Ryli wasn’t able to see all the writing before, Staria thought, So maybe this is the same thing. But why would I be able to see things Ryli couldn’t?
The walk down the tunnel was boring, as there was nothing to look at, and nothing to do apart from talking.
A little way into the tunnel, Staria had stopped, and pulled a torch out of her bag, as the tunnel was very dark.
After another half hour of walking, Staria tripped over a step in the dark, and fell down seven steps.
“Ow,” she said as she stood up, then, “This is going deeper, are you sure this will come up? what if it’s a dead end?”
July 7, 2019 at 3:21 pm #38861
I’m back!! By the way, I an idea about the tunnel: what if the Rebel City is underground to protect its inhabitants from the sun, and Staria and Ryli found one of the hidden entrances? Does that sound good?
Staria fell down seven steps in the tunnel, and Ryli darted down after, glancing back a couple of times to be sure that nothing fell from her wagon.
“Ow,” Staria said as she stood up. “This is going deeper,
are you sure this will come up? What if it’s a dead end?”
Ryli paused. What if it was a dead end? What would they do then? Then yet another question came. What on earth were steps doing in the middle of a tunnel in the desert?
“If it is a dead end, then we’ll know not to follow any other tunnels we come across in the desert,” Ryli said after a few minutes of thought.
July 8, 2019 at 9:33 am #38883
Good idea, it makes sense too. Should this tunnel lead there?
“If it is a dead end, then we’ll know not to follow any other tunnels we come across in the desert,” said Ryli, as they continued walking.
Staria walked carefully, for the tunnel had several more steps, and Staria didn’t want to fall down again.
About an hour later, Staria looked at her watch, “It’s almost lunch time,” she said, “Should we eat?”
She stopped, as the urge that had developed into an intense pain by the wall hit her again.
She took an unsteady step forward, and then stopped. Had the pain lessened when she walked forward?
July 8, 2019 at 11:02 am #38887
Here’s an idea about your character, Lela. Suppose Staria is very sensitive, and she feels many things that Ryli doesn’t. She’s already “sensed” a few interesting things, and has already has had a dream that is most likely prophetic. Maybe she can “feel” other things too?
July 8, 2019 at 11:03 am #38888
Actually, I’ve heard of Christian people that are like that.
July 8, 2019 at 11:05 am #38889
I’ve stopped adding to the story because I’ve felt like I’m stealing your characters from you, and I’m not ready with my character yet.
July 8, 2019 at 1:05 pm #38900
It’s okay, Sara Cobbler. And Lela, yes it would be cool for this tunnel to lead to the Rebel City.
Staria stopped, took a hesitant step forward, then stopped again. Ryli wondered why. Then she remembered what had happened to her friend by the wall the day before. Was it starting again? She slipped her hand into Staria’s.
“Are you okay? If not, is there anything I can do to help?”
Ryli glanced around the tunnel, and saw more steps. Where did this place lead? More importantly, was it safe? The walls had been put up for a reason, so were they to keep the citizens in or to keep something dangerous out? Ryli shook her head to clear her mind of the troubling thoughts, and looked back at Staria.
July 9, 2019 at 6:52 am #38919
Ruth: You can post using Staria, and yes, Staria can feel things that Ryli can’t. About feeling other things, maybe she should. I haven’t thought about that much.
Staria kept walking, and the pain subsided, settling into a slight ache.
Staria came to some more stairs, and slowly walked down them. Where was this going?SS
She looked up at the ruff walls, the only thing keeping the sand of the dessert from falling on them. She shivered.
After some more walking, Staria saw a light ahead. At least, she thought she did. “Can you see a light?” She asked Ryli. “Or is it just my imagination?”
(Sorry for the short post; I couldn’t think of anything else to say.)
July 9, 2019 at 10:41 am #38922
Quick question: can we add images on here? If so, how? It would be kind of nice to add illustrations of our individual characters.
Ryli walked beside Staria, and was relieved when whatever had been bothering her stopped. More stairs. Would it ever end?
“Can you see a light?” Staria asked suddenly. “Or is it just my imagination?”
Ryli paused. A light seemed to blink on, then off in the distance, further down the tunnel. The moment she saw it, it seemed to vanish and didn’t appear again. Staria seemed to still see it, though.
“I don’t think it’s your imagination, Staria.” Ryli said slowly. “I thought I saw something too, but now it’s gone. Can you still see it?”
Was something else in the tunnel with them? Ryli wasn’t sure how she felt about that possibility.
July 10, 2019 at 8:54 am #38938
I think you can add images, but so far I only know how to add images that are on the internet.
“I don’t think it’s your imagination, Staria.” Ryli said slowly, in answer to Staria’s question “I thought I saw something too, but now it’s gone. Can you still see it?”
Staria shook her head. The light had gone, but at least she knew it wasn’t her imagination.
Staria continued carefully, as the steps kept coming, just when she wasn’t thinking about it.
I wonder if the boy used this tunnel? She thought, as she made her way down some more steps. Could that have been the light?
Staria reached for her drink bottle, taking a sip. Then she looked at the level of water.
“Ryli,” she gasped, “I’m running out of water!”
July 10, 2019 at 12:20 pm #38940
I’ll see if my mom has any ideas.
“Ryli,” Staria gasped suddenly, “I’m running out of water!”
Ryli froze. That wasn’t good. They had no way to get more. Too little water could mean death here, she knew. Why hadn’t she thought to bring extra water? If they didn’t find some soon, they would likely have to go back to Tolmons City for more, and they might never get out again. They would have to be sparing with what water they had left. And they would have to hurry, and hope that there was water at the end of the tunnel.
“We’re going to have to hurry to the end of the tunnel,” Ryli said, fear creeping into her voice, “and hope that there’s water there.”
July 11, 2019 at 5:40 am #38981
I’ll ask my Daddy when he has time.
“We’re going to have to hurry to the end of the tunnel,” Ryli said, fear creeping into her voice, “and hope that there’s water there.”
Staria nodded, and picked up her pace.
Then she noticed the light blinking again.
“I can see the light again,” Staria cried, then looked again. “And it seems closer.”
She shivered. They where about to find out what the light meant.
As they kept walking, Staria watched the light grow larger and larger.
Then a voice called “Who goes there?”
July 11, 2019 at 10:54 am #38985
“I can see the light again,” Staria cried, then looked again. “And it seems closer.”
Ryli looked, and saw it; but to her it seemed very faint. Staria had more-than-average eyesight, then. That would explain why she saw other things that Ryli didn’t see. The two girls kept walking, and Ryli saw the light grow larger and larger, until it seemed to illuminate someone.
“Who goes there?” the person holding the light called.
Ryli wasn’t sure what to say. She couldn’t say nothing, though.
“Um, tired kids from Tolmons City who escaped and are looking for shelter?” Ryli could only hope that she had said the right thing. She had no idea who this person was and no clue where they were.
July 12, 2019 at 8:05 am #38999
Staria stood frozen, fear preventing her from moving.
Why was there a man in the tunnel? Would he hurt them? If this tunnel didn’t lead anywhere, what was he doing down it? Or did it lead to a den of outlaws, people to rowdy to live in the city?
“Um, tired kids from Tolmons City who escaped and are looking for shelter?” Ryli said.
Her voice seemed to calm Staria down a little, and she was able to listen to the mans reply. “Then welcome.”
Staria frowned, puzzled. She had expected the man to attack them, or rob them, but he was saying welcome! “Welcome where?” Staria asked, recovering from her shock.
(If this man leads them to the hidden city, will the people there tell Staria and Ryli that ‘the great peaceful kingdom’ isn’t real?)
July 12, 2019 at 10:29 am #39002
So, I’m ready to start my character, but I’ll have to go back in time.
Hair color: Strawberry Blonde
Eye color: Bright blue
Build: lean and small for her age
Favorite things: Adventures, unexpected surprises, being able to go up and walk on the desert, bugs
Least favorite things: being “cooped up” under ground, being bossed around, chores,
Character: independant, uncontent, mature (to some degree)
Parents: none, (father and mother dissappeared when she was a baby)
Biggest fear: staying underground forever
July 12, 2019 at 11:49 am #39005
Sara Cobbler: Miria sounds like a cool person!
Lela: what if the peaceful kingdom was real once, but was destroyed however many centuries before? Do you like that idea?
“Then welcome,” the man in the tunnel replied.
Ryli felt relieved and confused at the same time.
“Welcome where?” Staria asked.
The man studied the two girls for a moment, then shook his head.
“It would be difficult to explain to two kids your age. It would be easier for me
to show you. Follow me,” the man said.
Ryli wasn’t sure whether or not they should be following him, but she didn’t see a whole lot of other options. Besides, he wasn’t hurting them. That had to be a good sign, right?
July 12, 2019 at 1:43 pm #39007
Let’s make that, about the time that Ryli and Staria were walking in the tunnel, just about to find the man. Anyway, here goes:
Around the time Ryli and Staria were exploring the hidden tunnel, 13-year-old Miria Howerd walked through the busy caverns of Freebridge. It was called Freebridge because the people here were planning an attack the bad kings that lived above, and set the people free who were trapped inside the city walls. Make Kulmaine a free country! Was their motto. Miria sighed when she thought of it. She had lived in the rebel city for as long as she could remember, and as far as she knew they had never actually attacked anyone or anything. Being an orphan and never knowing her parents, she felt lonely often, and the one thing she wanted to do was to find them. Unless They were dead. Miria shook her head, and quickened their pace. No, they aren’t dead, she told herself. It was the same thing she had convinced herself all these years, she realized. Were they really alive? “Miria!” Miria was jerked out of her reverie to see Jon, one of the younger lantern lighters, waving at her over the heads of the crowd. He was at least ten years older than her, but Miria was very fond of him. She smiled. “Hi!” she said, pushing her way across to where her friend stood. “Where are you going?” “Just going to re-light the lanterns in the entrance to the city. Want to come with me?” he asked her, with a twinkle in his eye.” Miria grinned. “Sure!” she told him. She always liked to get away from the crowd, when she could. Once Jon had let her walk all the way to the end of the passage. “Up there,” he had said, “Past that door, is a desert.” “What’s a desert?” she had asked him. “It’s hard to explain to one that has never seen one before. It’s bright and blazing hot.” “Would you take me up there someday?” “Maybe, when you’re older.” Ever since then Miria had wanted to go “Up there”, but Jon would never let her. “Maybe today I’m old Enough,” she thought to herself. “Maybe today’s the day!”
Now, as she walked, proudly carrying the lantern that would be used to light all the others, she decided to ask her friend. “Jon, will you take me to the end of the tunnel again? “Sorry,” said Jon, “as soon as these lanterns are done I have to work in another part of the city.” Miria tried to hide her dissappointment as John stopped to light a lantern in the tunnel. They then kept walking until they reached the city gates. Two large wooden gates blocked the tunnel, tall and menacing. Jon produced a key, and the Gates swung open. Miria followed behind her friend, and helped light the lanterns that hung on either side of the gates. Miria stopped helping Jon and looked down the tunnel. Past the gates where they stood, she knew, was a long dark tunnel that led to another small door that wasn’t locked, then another dark tunnel, then the way out. She sighed, wishing she could go to that small door again, even if Jon didn’t let her go any further. She stared wistfully down the long dark passage as Jon lit the last lamp. Suddenly she stiffened. Were those voices? Yes, and they were coming closer. “Jon!” she whispered, fiercely. “Listen!” Jon listened for a moment, then she saw his jaw, tense. “Stay there!” he ordered, and taking his lantern, he walked off into the blackness. Miria stood there for a moment, resisting the urge to follow. A minute passed by, and he did not return. “Maybe he needs my help,” she thought, taking up another lantern and lighting it. Then she walked down the passage, past the open gates, into the darkness.
After walking a few minutes, she saw a light in front of her. Jon! She hurried up to him, then stopped. He was talking to two strangers- girls, she realized, just like her!
July 12, 2019 at 1:53 pm #39008
“It would be difficult to explain to two kids your age,” Jon was saying, “Follow me.” He began walking back down the tunnel and stopped when he saw Miria. “What are you-” he started, then looked back at the girls that were following. “Come on,” he said gruffly, walking ahead of them in the tunnel. Miria’s cheeks flushed with shame. She hated to have Jon angry with her, but she had only wanted to help. She walked beside the two other strangers. One was a silver haired girl with grey blue eyes, and the other girl was a black/blonde with blue eyes too. Both were thin and tall. Miria felt shy, but she forced herself to say, “Hi, I’m Miria, who are you?”
July 13, 2019 at 5:48 am #39020
Well done Ruth!
Rebekah, (Is it okay if I call you that?) the kingdom can be conquered, what if it once was the whole of Kulmaine?
(I just realised I haven’t said how old Staria is. I’ll say she’s 14, as I don’t want her too be too young. Hopefully I can write from the point of view of a 14 year old.)
“It would be difficult to explain to two kids your age. It would be easier for me
to show you. Follow me,” the man said.
So, with a puzzled glance at Ryli, Staria started following him.
Before they had gone far, Staria heard footsteps, then a girl a little younger then herself appeared. She had blond hair, and blue eyes.
“What are you-” The man started, then stopped.
Staria frowned. The man obviously knew the girl, so what was a girl doing in a robbers den? It didn’t look like she was a captive.
“Come on,” the man said, and Staria realized they had stopped.
“Hi, I’m Miria, who are you?” the girl asked.
“I’m Staria,” Staria said, “And where is that man taking us? Should we trust him?”
July 13, 2019 at 11:54 am #39023
Well done, (can I call you Ruth as well?) Sara Cobbler!
Cool idea, Lela! (and yes, you can call me Rebekah)
Ryli glanced around the tunnel, then walked after the man. She stopped, and noticed that he seemed to be talking with another girl, about a year older than her. The new girl had strawberry blonde hair, and bright blue eyes. After a couple of minutes, the man started walking down the tunnel again. Ryli started to follow, then fell into conversation with the new girl.
“Hi, I’m Miria, who are you?” the new girl asked.
“I’m Staria,” Staria said, “And where is that man taking us? Should we trust him?”
“I’m Ryli,” Ryli said, deciding not to ask any new questions, for fear of talking too much.
July 13, 2019 at 4:30 pm #39025
Thanks. And yes, of course you can call me Ruth if you want to.
“I’m Staria,” the silver haired girl replied. “And where’s that man taking us, can we trust him?” Miria laughed, her nervousness melting away. “Of course you can trust him,” she said, on the verge of a giggle. “That’s Jon, the lantern lighter for the gates.” When she noticed the looks of confusion in the girl’s faces, she added, “The gates are the entrance to the rebel city. We’re rebels, waiting to rebel against the king. She saw the two new girls exchange joyful glances, as if they had found something they were looking for. Did they already know about their city? she wondered.
July 14, 2019 at 1:29 am #39032
“Of course you can trust him,” said Miria,
Staira smiled, if the girl had of said she couldn’t trust him, then there would have been a real danger.
Miria continued, “That’s Jon, the lantern lighter for the gates.”
Staria looked at Ryli, to see if she knew what Miria was talking about.
“The gates are the entrance to the rebel city. We’re rebels, waiting to rebel against the king.” Miria added.
Staria glanced at Ryli, mouthing the words “Could this be it?”
Staria felt a mixture of gladness and grief. Could this be it?
July 14, 2019 at 10:50 am #39039
Ryli could hardly believe it. Had they really found it? A smile broke over her face, then another thought crossed her mind. The legends had said that it was aboveground, in broad daylight. Were the legends wrong? They could be. But then again, giant kingdoms didn’t really move underground of their own accord, did they? Ryli turned her attention back to Miria. Then she glanced to her left, and saw that the man–Jon, Miria had called him–was waiting for them. He was probably impatient. Ryli looked back at Miria. She figured that further questions could be asked inside the city. She made no move to leave Staria and Miria, however.
July 15, 2019 at 7:15 am #39051
After another few minutes of walking, Staria stood blinking in the sunlight, looking around the city of rebels for the first time.
the first thing that struck her was that the people where walking around, fearless.
Children younger then herself where playing in the street, and no one was looking out for one of the gangs.
“It’s amazing,” she said, “No ones afraid. I can’t believe not more people have come here.”
Then she remembered how hard it had been to make up her mind to come with Ryli.
I’m about to face a harder choice, can I do it?
She took a deep breath, preparing her mind.
She didn’t want to fail when the time came.
July 15, 2019 at 1:37 pm #39057
Ryli stared at the city of rebels. It was amazing. Kids of all ages played in the streets, and parents chatted together, seeing no need to keep a lookout. It was safe, a thing that Ryli had heard of, but never seen. In Tolmons City, people might feel safe, but they never were. The gangs could come for anybody, at any time, and there was nothing to be done about it. At the thought of the gangs, Ryli felt a flash of anger and fear. They had taken her parents, and somehow convinced her father to join them. It was because of that gang that her entire childhood had been completely ruined. Every bad thing that had happened to her had its roots in what that gang had done to her. It had seemed to her that almost everybody knew about the Tyll family, and their friendly five-year-old Ryli. No one had ever hurt her, or anyone she knew. Then, bam! The only family she had ever known, gone! She had moved in with her Aunt and Uncle, who had never really cared for children, causing Ryli to figure out most things for herself. Staria was her only friend.
Ryli put her hand to her head. She felt lost in a sea of memories, several of them bad. She shook her head, mentally trying to escape them. A couple of minutes later, they vanished, but Ryli knew that they would come back sooner or later. Those memories came back a thousand times if they did once. She looked over at Staria and Miria. She knew that, at twelve, she was the youngest of the three of them, but she couldn’t care less.
July 15, 2019 at 6:08 pm #39060
Miria walked next to Staria and Ryli, surprised at the amazement in their faces. Why were they so facinated about the little kids that always played in the streets?
She wondered what her guardian, a captain of the rebel army, would say when she got home late. Well, she thought to herself. I guess I’ll just have to deal with it when I get home.
July 15, 2019 at 6:09 pm #39061
sorry, not much inspiration for me now.
July 16, 2019 at 8:08 am #39070
I don’t think this is an easy part to write, there isn’t much going on.
Staria looked around.
She felt the urdge to stay grow stronger and stronger.
Should I tell them?No, I’ll just stay here a little longer, it can’t hurt. But then won’t it be harder?
Taking a deep breath, Staria said “I’m going. I can’t stay here.”
she gave Ryli a hug, then turned, running back the way they had come.
she felt a slow tear run down her cheek. What have I done?It was safe here, I was with Ryli. Now your going to be by yourself.
Staria tripped, landing on her hands. She pulled herself up, and kept running.
It’s for Mother.
July 16, 2019 at 8:08 am #39071
Hopefully that helps 🙂
July 16, 2019 at 11:31 am #39078
“I’m going. I can’t stay here.” Staria said suddenly. She
gave Ryli a hug, then ran back the way she had come. Ryli didn’t even have
time to voice her astonishment.
“Staria wait, come back here! Please!” Ryli cried, but it
didn’t look like Staria heard her. “No!!” She couldn’t lose Staria.
Ryli felt torn. She wanted to go after her friend, but the rebel city seemed too good to leave. The rebel city was the perfect home she had never had. But Staria! What good was living here if it was without Staria? Staria was her best friend. They did everything together. If Staria had refused to escape with Ryli, then Ryli would have called off the entire plan, and stayed behind herself. The fact that she was here now didn’t change a thing. What good was living in a safe, happy place if she couldn’t share it with her best friend? Ryli knew her yelling wasn’t working. Hoping that it would work, she pulled her phone out of her pocket. ‘Staria!!’ she typed. ‘Where are you going??? Please stay!!! I need you!!!!!!!’ Ryli hit send, and watched with relief as the message made it through. She couldn’t guarantee herself that Staria would read it and listen, though.