What she wanted most right now was to see the sky, and the only place she knew where she could do that was his room. As she walked down the hall toward his rooms, her brain was working on an excuse, in case he found her there. She held the lantern high in the air, sending light scorching down the dark hallway. Mira started by checking the main room at the end of the hall where she found him before. Finding the room empty and cold, she figured that he hadn’t been there in some time.
Mira crept around, opening doors and looking for him. Every room was dark, and there was no sign of Rillan. A sick feeling started in the pit of her stomach. What if he was sent on an assignment? He made such a fuss about how bad he can be when he gets back from assignment. I don’t know if I want to find out how much worse it can be already.
Trying to stop herself from thinking about what terrifying, painful thing he might do, she continued looking for Rillan in the rooms off the main hall. Once she established he wasn’t anywhere nearby, she snuck down the hall to his door.
Reaching out, she grabbed the handle and started to turn. A noise down the hall made her jump, and she held the lantern up to see if it was him. An image of a gaunt, pale, beast with black cold eyes returning from an assassination or some other evil assignment flashed through her imagination, and she instantly felt eyes on her back. Mira held the lantern up higher and spun around peering in all directions at the darkness. The idea of returning to her room and going back to hiding under her blankets was becoming more tempting.
Just then, a soft breeze wafted from beneath the door, as if it was calling to her. It had been so long since she felt anything save the still and dark of this place. With a new resolve, Mira turned the handle and pushed the door open. The hall was completely black, not even a dim light speaking of a fire in the hearth. She crept down the hall. Another noise had her turning and holding up the lantern again. Her heart was thudding in her chest so loud that Mira feared he would hear it. Suddenly it occurred to her, he might be in bed asleep .
The lantern light began to waver, as Mira started to tremble. Why am I so scared? What’s he going to do? Bite me? He’s already done that. I survived. Her brain was working too hard. Mira resolved to leave the lantern on the floor and go the rest of the way with just the light it was throwing. She could see his open bedroom door. The lantern gave off enough barely light. I’ll get inside and decide what to do then . I only want to see the stars and feel the breeze on my face. Then I’ll leave.
Glancing behind herself one last time, Mira slunk the rest of the way down the hall. She felt like a little kid trying to sneak a sweet from the jar, knowing she had already been told ‘no.’
Carefully, Mira tip toed into Rillan’s bedroom. An unexpected flash of light from a square in the ceiling beckoned her. Mira realized it would take an awful lot of wind to blow down the shaft, down the hall, and out from under the door to catch her attention in the hall. There must be a storm, she thought excitedly. She almost forgot that Rillan could be in bed asleep, and she eagerly worked her way to the shaft, staring up into the darkness.
Rillan watched her walk down the hall opening doors and sneaking about. What is my brave one up to?
He had taken the rugs to the cave entrance with the intention of leaving them where they could get air and dry. However, a threatening thunderstorm made him think better of the idea. After piling the rugs haphazardly inside the entrance of the cave, he stared into the sky for some time.
Mira crept around, opening doors and looking for him. Every room was dark, and there was no sign of Rillan. A sick feeling started in the pit of her stomach. What if he was sent on an assignment? He made such a fuss about how bad he can be when he gets back from assignment. I don’t know if I want to find out how much worse it can be already.
Trying to stop herself from thinking about what terrifying, painful thing he might do, she continued looking for Rillan in the rooms off the main hall. Once she established he wasn’t anywhere nearby, she snuck down the hall to his door.
Reaching out, she grabbed the handle and started to turn. A noise down the hall made her jump, and she held the lantern up to see if it was him. An image of a gaunt, pale, beast with black cold eyes returning from an assassination or some other evil assignment flashed through her imagination, and she instantly felt eyes on her back. Mira held the lantern up higher and spun around peering in all directions at the darkness. The idea of returning to her room and going back to hiding under her blankets was becoming more tempting.
Just then, a soft breeze wafted from beneath the door, as if it was calling to her. It had been so long since she felt anything save the still and dark of this place. With a new resolve, Mira turned the handle and pushed the door open. The hall was completely black, not even a dim light speaking of a fire in the hearth. She crept down the hall. Another noise had her turning and holding up the lantern again. Her heart was thudding in her chest so loud that Mira feared he would hear it. Suddenly it occurred to her, he might be in bed asleep .
The lantern light began to waver, as Mira started to tremble. Why am I so scared? What’s he going to do? Bite me? He’s already done that. I survived. Her brain was working too hard. Mira resolved to leave the lantern on the floor and go the rest of the way with just the light it was throwing. She could see his open bedroom door. The lantern gave off enough barely light. I’ll get inside and decide what to do then . I only want to see the stars and feel the breeze on my face. Then I’ll leave.
Glancing behind herself one last time, Mira slunk the rest of the way down the hall. She felt like a little kid trying to sneak a sweet from the jar, knowing she had already been told ‘no.’
Carefully, Mira tip toed into Rillan’s bedroom. An unexpected flash of light from a square in the ceiling beckoned her. Mira realized it would take an awful lot of wind to blow down the shaft, down the hall, and out from under the door to catch her attention in the hall. There must be a storm, she thought excitedly. She almost forgot that Rillan could be in bed asleep, and she eagerly worked her way to the shaft, staring up into the darkness.
Rillan watched her walk down the hall opening doors and sneaking about. What is my brave one up to?
He had taken the rugs to the cave entrance with the intention of leaving them where they could get air and dry. However, a threatening thunderstorm made him think better of the idea. After piling the rugs haphazardly inside the entrance of the cave, he stared into the sky for some time.
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