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Pink Snow Rose
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“I went to go see the fort people; I wanted to make sure they were ok.”
“But they accidentally hurt me when I got there. They helped me get better though.”
“They were attacked by the bad things and didn’t know I wasn’t one of them.”
“But I’ll tell you more when we get back to the village.”
“I just beat a really big bad thing in the west forest, and it really tired me out.”
“Let’s go then. The elders will want to hear your story.
We make our way back to the village, getting there in the afternoon.
I follow the scout through the village, back to the place where I saw the elders a few days ago.
When we arrive the elder who told me about my nightmare greets us.
“Thank the spirits, you’re alright little one. We feared the worst.”
“Come I will gather the others and we shall hear what you have to say.”
I follow him back into the largest tent and sit by the fire pit.
After a few moments he comes back with the other two elders.
They sit across from me; the scout stands at the opening of the tent.
“Tell us little one, what has happened to you these past few days?”
I tell them everything, from the night I left to how the people of the fort treated me, the attack after I woke up and how I helped without letting anyone see me, the dream I had, and finally the bad thing I destroyed in the forest.
The whole time they wait patiently, listening to everything I have to say.
When I tell them about the dream they all seem to be visibly alarmed, but still wait for me to finish.
This time the center elder speaks, he looks like he’s the oldest.
“You seem quite adept at finding trouble little one. The life you live; I don’t anyone here could handle.”
“But you say you were visited by aashaa in your dreams.”
“That is…….astounding.”
“The great spirit has not spoken in many years. That she would show herself to you means we were right to assume you had some connection to this land.”
“Is there anything else she told you?”
“She told me you could take me to the ‘grave of the spirirts’.”
The elders all pull back in shock, looking at one another in confusion.
The oldest elder leans forward.
“The ‘grave of the spirits’ is our most sacred place, few are even allowed there.”
“If she wishes you to go there, it must be even worse than we imagined.”
The elder on the right raises her hand, she looks the youngest.
“I shall take you; the others can no longer make the journey.”
“But not tonight, one should never go there at night.”
“Rest here today, and we shall go early in the morning.”
The elders all get up and leave; the scout enters the tent after they are gone.
“In that case you should come with me; you’ll need a place to rest.”
I follow the scout to her tent and spend the next few hours eating, cleaning myself, and resting.
It’s starting to get late; the sun hangs low in the sky. It won’t be long until the sun sets.
“I feel a bit better now. If I want I can do something before I go to sleep.”
“I still don’t know what the ball I found is, and I think I remember one of the little voices talking about a weapon, I can try to find one.”
“Or I can just go to sleep early, and deal with it in the morning.”
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