I became aware of something in the trees that was white and dashed across, but I couldn't visualize it owing to its speed. It's either an animal or a ghost-like figure.
I want to scream for help, but I can't because my voice isn't strong enough.
I stared up at the sky, thinking that this was it, the end.
I felt a sturdy noise, loud through my ear, which prompted the leopard to roar in a horrible growl, much louder than whilst it charged at me. It's big, it's really big more than I expected.
It bolted into the woods a few seconds later, in general out of fear, however additionally because its tongue was blocking off my airways. I wiggled around in terror before realizing the leopard had stopped moving.
My nostrils were violated and I became nauseous by the overwhelming stench of a fur-clad beast and the most disgusting breath I'd ever smelled. However, the seemingly lifeless body encouraged me to remove its gaping jaw from my face. I gasped for air and tried to push it away from me, but it was simply too heavy. Because my right arm was stuck underneath the leopard's body, uncomfortably pressed against my stomach, I didn't even manage to push its head away. And my left arm was simply insufficient.
I became even weaker as a result of the overwhelming power of defeat and helplessness. When I felt something warm and wet dripping onto my neck and chest, my eyes welled up with tears. It was a bloodbath. I could see the emptiness in the bear's eyes, staring coldly into my soul, as red, sticky, and thick blood seeped from its nose and mouth like a small flood.
But then it struck me, was it dead?
How? I knew it had I'd heard someone hitted it. But who is this threat coming from?
Who was the one who killed the beast. What about the little girl? Who are girl's parents? The lady? No. She's no. Wasn't it true that the girl was alone? But then again, who would leave a little girl alone in the woods?
"Trust, take care" she'd warned, and she couldn't have been more correct.
As the leopard's dead weight rolled off of me, I was abruptly jolted out of my reverie.
"Are you okay?" someone inquired, and I squinted to see who it was.
I was actually surprised to meet something other than dangerous animals intent on killing me. The little girl's voice was still ringing in my head, despite the fact that a part of me was screaming with relief. As a result, I only responded with a light nod.
"This is a big leopard. You're extremely fortunate that I was able to smash it before he got a good grip on it. Are you in any way harmed?"
I wasn't certain. Was I right? Wasn't the blood that had now protected my complete chest location from the bear? I propped myself up on my elbows and checked to look if my limbs have been nevertheless intact, which they have been. But as I sat up, I felt a pointy ache at the facet of my rib cage and winced in ache. I touched the location with shaking hands, remembering quick flashes of the bear's huge paw knocking the air out of my lungs, and I pressured myself now no longer to consider it.
I was finally able to focus enough to study him more closely after he asked, "Are you okay to stand?" and reached out his hand to me. He was a colossal figure. With a bit of a beer belly, he's muscular. His hair was orange brown and long enough to peek out from beneath his shabby baseball cap, so I guessed he was in his middle ages, and his face was covered in stubbles that were almost long enough to be called a full beard. His teeth were yellowed from smoking and drinking coffee, and his deep voice sent shivers down my spine. This kind of creature is different but thanks he saved me. Nonetheless, I took his hand in mine and let him pull me up. This must be the father of the little girl. I can't utter even single, I'm out of words.
"You don't seem to say much, do you?"
His small eyes grew even smaller as he squeezed them together in a snarling grin, and he laughed in a strangely hoarse, barking tone. His appearance did not make me feel any better. Nonetheless, I was grateful to be alive, as well as to no longer be alone.
"Don't be concerned. You are not obligated to do so. However, I believe you should bathe in the river. With all the blood, it looks a little grotesque." He laughed again, and I realized he wasn't joking when I looked down at myself. But the prospect of walking around in wet, cold clothes afterwards made me wonder if it was such a good idea. Nonetheless, the thought of walking around like this was unbearable to me. So I backed away slowly from the slightly intimidating man, nearly tripping over one of the bear's paws. But I didn't fall because he grabbed my arm and held it steady.
"Wait a minute, lady...?"
He wanted me to say my name, but I couldn't because my voice was gone and my mouth felt like it was full of sand.
"By the way, my name is Garner. But everyone just calls me Kover... isn't that too far from my real name? I'm not sure why they referred to me as this."
Garner. Sounds like Goner.
I nodded once more and tried to smile, but it felt as if my face had frozen into a lifeless expression, and my smile had devolved into an odd grimace. He motioned for me to walk towards the river, and as soon as the cold water engulfed my feet, I snapped out of my daze. I didn't want to undress in front of the man, so I removed my knitted cardigan and rinsed it as thoroughly as I could, as well as the tank top and jeans that I was still wearing. Finally, I washed my face and hair, whining about the freezing cold water and the excruciating pain in my wounds.
As I walked back to him, Kover studied me quietly, a sly grin barely visible on his face. But I saw it, I didn't like it much.
"Don't worry lady. At the camp, we have dry clothes for you "I shook off the bad gut feeling, I don't also understand what he's pertaining and said as if he knew what I was thinking about minutes ago. He rescued me, and he clearly wants to assist me. It's just that I'm paranoid.
This is my first time seeing objects and materials like this. "Please stick with me. It isn't that far away." But it felt like an eternity before we arrived at our destination. I hurried to stand in front of the bonfire, which was situated in the a shelter made of sheets of fabric or other material wrapped over it. "There! Our camping tent!" And I knew they call it as a tent, a large pile of wood, and a makeshift bench made out of a large trunk, as it was nearly pitch dark and I was shaking like a leaf in the cold autumn night.
"Nick!" yelled Kover, and I heard some rummaging in one of the tents before a tall, dark-haired man emerged from the opening.
"We've got visitor!"
He exclaimed, "I'll be damned!" and smiled broadly.
This man had long hair, which was probably a sign that they'd been together for a long time, but he had shaved.
He was like startled when he saw me, "Your eyes.. are green. With gold fleeks." he mumbled in a mesmerized voice.
"Yeah, I'm captivated." said Kover.
Nick got Kover and witnessed him whispered something but I can't figure out what is.
"How does a young girl like you survive in the middle of nowhere?" and his sight was fixed to mine.
He extended his hand to shake my hand.
"My name is Nicholas, but you can call me Nick."
However, he frowned with concern when he felt my cold hand in his.
"You're cold.."
Then he move toward Kover's direction and whispered something.
"Oh, I think she needs more than that," Kover said, and I tensed up at the thought of his words' ambiguous meaning. But then he quickly added; and I relaxed a little.
"Yes, of course! What went wrong? Have you gotten your feet wet in the river? "He inquired as he walked sideways into the tent from which he had emerged. He returned with a stack of clothes sheet about a minute later.
"Here. You can change your ripped cloth around your body."
I did as he said, hesitantly, while listening to the two men converse and Kover telling Nick about the leopard incident. And I felt sick to my stomach when I overheard them discussing going back to the leopard tomorrow to flay it.
"I mean, it's really nice fur."
"Without a doubt. But I think it's time for us to call it a night. It's too dark to do that kind of work.
"Aside from that, the girl is most likely hungry. What's her name, by the way?"
"I'm not sure. She hasn't said anything since I met her, so either she doesn't speak or she's too shaken by what happened to..."
"Ahh, my shoulder hurts," Nick explained.
"It's Charlotte—" I interrupted in the middle of a conversation to say. Both men turned to face me, who was dressed in what I assumed were Nick's clothes, standing in front of the tent. The strange masculine odor lingered on my skin, but I was extremely grateful to be out of my wet and freezing clothes.
"Ah it's a nice name, a free woman.."
"Ahah! It's a different name, a unique and a unique means bibi laba diboo" Klover continued sounding creep.
I don't know what they mean but I just smiled.
Nick pointed to a thin rope hanging between two trees, and both men nodded.
"Your clothes can be hung there, but I doubt they'll be dry in the morning. It's far too cold outside. However, if you wish, you are welcome to stay."
In contrast to Kover's intimidating stare, he looked at me with curiosity.
"In any case, where are you going? You weren't dressed for a trip into the woods."
"I'm not sure. What am I doing here?"
"Do you have any idea what I'm talking about?" Everyone went on a silence.
My stomach knotted up with anxiety as all of my blood in my body began to freeze.
It's all about civilization. How did I find myself alone in a forest? It's completely illogical!
"Yeah. You're also quite far along."
Both men burst out laughing.
"Do you want something to eat?" Nick was the one who inquired. Nick was one of my favorites. He was a nice guy. Kover was not.
"Good. Do you like deer?"
The memory of the deer I saw flashed back to me. "You killed the deer?" "Y-you killed the deer? And serve it as a food?!" "The one I saw a while ago?" Both men looked at each other, perplexed.
This guys are eating deers, I can't imagine eating an animal. It's like it's forbidden.
I can't eat it, but I was so hungry at the time that I could eat almost anything.
"T-that sounds.. g-good," I finally managed to say as I stood there watching Nick prepare a meal for the three of us. I noticed them both casting sidelong glances at me, I felt a little creep towards them. But I chose to ignore it and instead stare into the fire, trying to recall something.
I didn't eat much and didn't touch the meat. I excused myself.
Anything. But it was as if everything had been erased from my mind, leaving only the last twenty-four hours, which had been nothing but a nightmare.
The two were all full an hour later, and the two men's conversation had died away. I was still deep in thought, but as I snuggled into a thick blanket, I gradually felt my body relax.
My experience here in the wilderness can be frightening, but it also provides opportunities to personally experience wilderness. In a rapidly urbanizing world, understanding the benefits of interacting with nature is critical for maintaining and improving well-being. In the back of my mind, the little girl's words kept ringing.
Take care.
But, before I knew it, I was fast asleep.
Outside this tent, I was startled wide conscious through a crushing noise. I was approximately to open it whilst a liquid-like substance splashed through, which I immediately identified as blood. My eyes widened and I nearly screamed, however I restrained myself. My heart is racing and I'm privy to it.In an attempt to determine out what was going on, I opened the zipper as a minimum 2 inches wide. I failed to see anything due to the fact the surroundings were dark and simply the moon's glimmer provided light.I terribly peeked at the tent by completely opening the zipper. I wish to flee since the two men were not present, and blood had just been sprayed a short time ago. Darkness has already engulfed the area. I knew it was too late and too dangerous to continue through the dangerous jungle. My sensation was interrupted by a loud howl; it was close, and I needed to get out of here right away.As I took a few steps forward, I heard a terrible n
"Five hundred years ago in our kingdom, in Leafland. Where Nymphs are the ruler. By creatures I mean Gnomes and Elves, Fauns and Faeries, Goblins, Ogres, Trolls Sprites, Bogies, Elvens and different kind of Nymphs such as Dryads, Naiads.. They tended to it and looked after it, playing, dancing, and singing in it, caring for injured animals, resolving species conflicts, sitting on mushrooms discussing import issues while drinking labrador tea.. the little ones riding downstream on leaves and bark, and parachuting from trees with dandelion seeds.." he stopped for a while looking at the moon."But before—""What are Nymphs? I interrupted."Inferior female divinities, the beautiful maidens..""Like you." he added."You must be joking.. aye.""Listen first." and he stared into my eyes, how beautiful his hazel eyes are."Our life wa
I stood up still. I was shocked at the same time amazed. How do creatures like this exist? I sensed that there is someone coming from the woods with the sounds of the dried leaves being stepped on."Charlotte! Get away from him!" A voice was echoed to my ear and as I looked back with beast. He raised his claws and was ready for an attack. He held out his claws to me and I was hitted too hard. I stumbled to the ground and I can see Legolas coming in my blurry vision. The beast ran away and I passed out.I awoke in the garden, surrounded by a familiar face with deep hazel eyes looking down on me. They were Legolas' eyes, which I had grown to admire but kept hidden from him. As I stared up at him with my gold fleeked green eyes, Legolas hovered over me with a worried expression on his face."How are you feeling? Are you ok?"I studied my body and there was a blue mark on my chest, it didn't cause any cut on my skin but still I'm
"Hey. hey!""Wake up, Charlotte!"Legolas softly tapped me as I slowly opened my eyes. my vision starts to get clear seeing him holding me in his arm."Can you tell me what you were dreaming about?" His befuddled gaze was drawn to me."It was insignificant.""So yelling at the top of your lungs and mumbling sentences are insignificant?" Charlotte, you can tell me." As I stared deeply into Legolas' eyes, I felt safe.And I sobbed uncontrollably at that point, unsure of how I felt. I couldn't make sense of what was happening in my dream. Why are Nick and Kover feasting on my body, but their transformations aren't the same? It hurts because I feel like they're betraying me in a nice way more over I considered them as a friend. I get a rush of adrenaline, as well as other typical adrenaline reactions. My heart rate has risen, my face is flushed, and my breathing has accelerated. I stammer, tremble, and whine as I freeze in place.I
The morning sun poured in through the windows as Charlotte awoke. And she managed to stand up, the room filled with comforting warmth from dazzling golden rays, where she discovered Legolas and the old woman seated at opposite ends of the small table, eating bread and eggs from wooden cups filled with fresh milk. The seat in front of them beckoned her to take a seat. As she took a seat on the opposite side of the table, she was greeted by a platter of eggs and toast that teased her as she sat hungrily. As she scooped up part of the meal with the wooden spoon resting next to the plate, the aroma of the food made her mouth water. "What is this? Only now can that I taste such delicious food like this .." "it's called an egg... and that, you already know that .." Legolas stated pointing to the bread. "It came from a chicken... Don't worry my child, it is good for us to eat. We humans eat eggs.." the old woman murmured.
He simply vanished."The monsters who refused to bow to the angel voice... daughter of light, were slain—not for their own mercy, but for ours." I spoke in hushed tones in the air.My lack of breath, as well as exhaustion and lethargy, are felt throughout my body. Because even as my lungs try to pull in much-needed oxygen, I feel as if I'm drowning in the air. The only way to feel better is to get some fresh air and sit for a few minutes. Fresh air is better, cleaner, and I'm no longer drowning in it.The moon started to turn into red. In the woods, I heard a tremendous wail.The sorrow of the indifferent, of a monster who sold its soul for ease and instead discovered hell, is contained in that lifeless cry. It can hide behind gorgeous skin or the rotten hide of the abyss' decaying creatures, but I can see it through any disguise.Even though I was tumbling down to my feet,
I arrived at the place where Legolas was dictating. This three big stones was a soothing grey, the kind that, even on misty days, exudes permanence.They're weird and ancient, with thousands of mysteries tucked away around their edges and on their surface. I can touch and feel, but I will never be able to explain how and why all of these magnificent structures were shaped in the way they were thousands of years ago. The stone's top has been sheered off, revealing two three-foot-square holes that run all the way down to the bottom. As I moved towards it, down was the river, the five different colors were visible to me. I could barely see the hues glowing because to the moon's brilliant light. the river appears to be flowing with bright greens, yellows, reds, and purples.I'm not sure where the trail is or where I'd go to get down that river. As I proceed backwards, I unintentionally step into the rock's hole.I crept insi
Lying down my body in the grass with the lovely eyes of flowers fluttering their bodies in the breeze. I like how the sunlight hits my face as if it's not hot, since it brings me serenity and casts tranquility within me. "Oh, that was such a beautiful day..." Charlotte reached up and felt the sun on her smooth skin as she raised her palm to the sky. "Is it okay, Legolas, if I go back to the fruit-tree grove? I just want to get some fruits for you and me again." "If it's for your pleasure, my Lady," Legolas uttered. Charlotte happily ran and skipped through the lush meadow, the sunshine flowing through the openings in the canopies and illuminating the path in front of her. She knew she'd have to leave the route at some point, but she couldn't recall where she'd go or if she should go East or West. She'd gone in the wrong direction. She began a steady pace as she watched the trees surrounding her deterio
"Shall we greet joy through the lord of the black shadows has fallen," Obligichaun said."There's no greeting joy right now, for the Princess has fallen there are yet still thousands of evils from afar," Are reminded. "For worse atrocities than those which you have witnessed will occur in the future. Because, as the world becomes weaker with age, evils will become more prevalent among those who live in it."After a day, the Sharveinneil Men arranged Charlotte's funeral, and she was laid in a stone home with her arms and many other fair belongings that she would have had, and a large pile was raised over her, covered with green turves of grass and white nevermind. On the east side of Leafland, there were now eight mounds.Remember getting an unstoppable Princess, Hope, who annihilates all of her country's adversaries, and her triumphs and selfless deeds pass from land to land, even reaching the aristocratic ears of the monarch, who pursues her revered might to co
Charlotte had arrived at the road leading from the Gateway to the Riverbank, and she proceeded towards the Town, which was now less than a mile away, to see what was going on. She slowed down a little, looking for fresh adversaries. Men were hewing, murdering, and pushing their adversaries into the fire-pits ahead of the walls, among the artillery cannons. Well, all of Sharveinneil's northern portion had been conquered, and their encampment was ablaze, Lycans flying more toward the River like cattle before even the pursuers. But the besieged had not yet been destroyed, and the Gate had not yet been conquered.Numerous enemies stood in its way, while on the other half of the plain, additional armies remained unconquered. The core principle was south of the road, and the knights were grouped around their chieftain's flag there. And she glanced out, and in the dimming light, she saw the Town's banner, which was well ahead of the conflict and surrounded by few troops. Then she wa
They initially believed that none of the monsters could enter, but Antigone reasoned that those creatures possessed a weapon capable of bringing down numerous strongholds since the dawn of time. The engines, on the other hand, did not waste any bullets on the implacable wall. The attack against the Sharvenneil's greatest foe was not ordered by a brigand or orc-chieftain. It was guided by a malign power and mentality. With many yells and the creaking of rope and winch, the great catapults proceeded to throw missile launchers splendidly strong, so that they completely passed above the battlement and fell rhythmic thumping during the first circle of the Town; and several of them spontaneously combust as they came overthrowing down, thanks to a somewhat secret art.Behind the wall, there was soon a huge danger of fire, and all who could be freed were focused on putting out the flames that erupted in several places. Then, among the bigger casts, another hailstorm struck, less dest
"Take this sword with you.""A cosmic sword..." Charlotte thought in amazement at smiled back at Legolas."Halt! Halt!" a deafening noise outside the border broke"Set the weapons!" men cried.When the watchmen looked across in the shadowy expanses where the Sharrveineil's walls stood, he saw fires springing up far away, a mockery in the unlittered gloom. As Legolas and Charlotte prepared for what was about to happen, everyone was terrified. The watchmen yelled, and all of the men in the town drew their weapons. A red light flashed now and then, and muffled rumbles could be heard slowly moving through the thick ai'They've gained control of the wall!' The men screamed. 'They're blowing holes in it. They're on their way!'Where is Antigone?' cried in Isilmë displeasure. 'Don't say he's been knocked out!'"At the fortress!" they exclaimed."Then at least several men be at the fortress, you fools!" said IsLegolas spra
The warm sun that shone down beyond the river but the night part sky is still there as little leprechaun slid down Legolas' shoulder and walked in the glades glowed here on the smooth edges and deeply ingrained pillars, and the wonderful arch with centerpiece carven in the likeness of a crowned and kingly head, as they emerged from the shadow to the fifth gate.The elven guards of the entrance wore silver-green robes, and their helms were oddly shaped, high-crowned, with long cheek-guards nearer to the face, and white sea-bird wings set above the cheek-guards; but the helms glistened with a flame of silver, for they were indeed wrought, keepsakes from the honor of old days. A tree flowering like snow underneath a silver canopy and many-pointed stars were embroidered in white on the silver-green surcoats. This was the heirs' livery, and no one wore it today in Sharrveneil except the fortress guards in front of the waterfall, where the largest enormous tree formerly grew.
A burst of yellow fire flared in the sky, and Legolas cowered back, fearful for a minute, speculating into what awful Underhill town Charlotte was carrying them. The little leprechaun scratched his eyes, and when he saw the moon rising above the eastern shadows, almost as full as the western rise of the sun, he rubbed his eyes even harder. “What? What’s happening?” Obligichaun said. Then, the night was still young, and the long voyage to the east would take hours. He stood up straight and talked.'Where are we going, Leggie?' he asked.'In the realm of Sharrveineil,' the wizard answered. 'The other hill is still passing by... we must check on the people. I hope Aradan and the wizards were taking responsibility at a charge.'“Is the moon colliding with the sun? It’s an unbelievable phenomenon.” he panicked.There was a silence again for a while. Then, 'What is that?' cried Obligichaun suddenly, clutching at Legolas
Charlotte stood up and covered her head with her hood when Legolas suddenly pulled her shoulder. "And where do you think you're going?" said Legolas to Charlotte.Charlotte tapped Legolas' hand on her shoulder and said, "You don't know anything there, I'm alive and I'm just doing my duty ...""And what duty‽" Legolas suddenly replied to her and Charlotte stopped walking after she took her three steps."It's not going to end here, Legolas. This wickedness will grow with each victory. We will do nothing if the rules and fates have their way. We'll hide behind our walls, spend our lives away from the light, and let the darkness fall upon us. The only thing that is required for evil to triumph is for decent folks to do nothing... I don't want to sit there and watch and listen to these occurrences. I want to make a change, explore, and find new things, and I will do everything in my power to save the world."Legolas went silent and Legolas faced Allessia and Ara
"What are we going to do, what are we going to do?" wailed the leprechaun. "Escaping trolls to be caught by Lycans!" he exclaimed, and the phrase became a proverb, albeit we now say out of the frying pan and into the fire in similar situations."Up the trees, hurry!" exclaimed Legolas, and they dashed to the glade's edge, searching for trees with low branches or slender enough to swarm up. You can guess that they located them as quickly as they could and that they went as high as they could trust the branches. Legolas was perched on a tall larch, looking like a colossal Christmas tree. Charlotte felt more at ease in a massive pine with regular branches protruding at regular intervals like spokes of a wheel, a gigantic pine standing at the glade's very edge. They were almost concealed by the tree's wreaths, but the leprechaun's eyes gleamed in the red moon as he peered out. However, he slid out of Charlotte's shoulder by accident."Legolas!" the princess shouted making
"That's freaking annoying! Where else have you seen ugly pixies and even those headless monsters dancing together ..." Obligichaun said to himself. "But wait, where are they? I need to find Legolas."In Obligichaun's head, a hive of bees began to swarm.A restless and frost-covered clearing was bathed in red moonlight. A bone-chilling breeze spooked the small critters within the long grass, buzzing and chirping insects. These frigid gusts of wind blew in from the neighboring ocean, casting massive shadows across the surrounding terrain, hiding threats and causing illusions to sway back and forth. Large ancient oak trees worked as astute wardens, encircling the field and providing a sense of protection and obscurity, as well as a nice area for any creatures to rest undisturbed but yet dangerous.His cap snagged on branches as he soared past the oak tree, darting around the birch trees' delicate black and white trunks. He came to a complete stop a meter away from