Story Number TWO! :O

Okay, so this is an idea that pooped into my head today. I needed to get it on paper...sooo...I did. I kind of made it up as I went, but still followed the same skeleton of a plan I had. There shall be more! Do not fear! One day I'll get someone who can actually write well to take this idea and make something of it, but as for now, I need to make sure I don't forget it ;) SO here! :D

Another leaf fell slowly towards us and landed on my blue vest. This one particularly was fiery red, the blazing color of late October. A cool breeze interrupted the silence, with a shower of embers fluttering from the trees like ashes from the sky. We laid there, coated with a blanket of leaves, in peace. Her hair smelling of fresh oranges spread itself on my chest. We formed an “L” on the bed of grass under the shade. For the first time, I felt complete, just being with her. I was relaxed, but had all the control I could ask for. Another breeze swept by, but this time, it carried a scent. Valikens.

Their overbearing stench of stale flesh smothered her sweet orangey hair. My pulse began to race and I clenched her hand in mine.

“Rollan? Something wrong?” She turned her head and stared into me with her evergreen eyes.

“Valikens, east. They’re heading this way.” I began to sit up. “You have to leave. Call Fangdor. Now.”

“What about you? I’m not leaving you here. You can’t fight them by yourself, even when you’re…” she gulped. “They never travel alone, you know that. I can help. We can defeat them, together.” She locked her hand in mine and stood.

“Ellinia, I’ve taught you a lot, and I’m aware of that, but I am also aware of your limited strength. I don’t want to see you sleep for so long. Not again.” I reached for my summoning horn, but her grasp held me.

“It won’t happen this time; I know my limits. Please, Rollan, you’re the only one I have.”

A third breeze brought a stronger scent of Valikens. They were less than a mile away, and moving quickly. I jerked my arm from her and put the horn to my lips. A sound unheard to earth-walkers sang above the thick forest and to the ears of a dragon. With a responding cry and a gust of wind, Fangdor dove from the clouds.

My lips met hers in what seemed our last kiss. I felt her tear on my thumb as I cupped her cheeks. “Don’t forget; you’re all I have, too.” Feet never touching the ground, Fangdor scooped Ellinia from my sight and into the heavens. A speck of crystal blue scales swirled through the sky, and then disappeared. She would be safe there.

There was little time to waste. I immediately sat on the forest floor and concentrated on my emotional pain. The vibrations of the Valikens’ trampling footsteps beat their way into my body. I cleared my mind and thought about my home; my burning house with my father inside…lifeless; the flames swallowing the thatched roof with Valikens dancing around it for pure amusement. I snapped from focus when a Valiken yelled his battle cry. My heart jumped; they had found me.

Trying to re-enter my focus, I tried to remember more painful memories. My uncle, my slain horse, my lost mother…Ellinia. I felt a sharp halt in my chest. That was it. I resurrected dead memories of seeing her in the white bed, her body a rock on the soft silk sheets. Her skin was paler than moonlight and her lips had lost their rosy color. Her hands were cold, and her capturing eyes never opened; not for months.

My heart beat once more, then reached complete silence. I felt the addicting surge of energy flow through my soul. It was time.

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