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too strong a warrior to stay dead’ or ‘Without you, the
Emperor would surely take over Orcatia’. Then, there was Avery’s
favorite, ‘How could you be so stupid to go and get yourself
killed’.
Avery looked pleadingly at Gumptin. She had no idea
what to say to these people. They were all acting like they knew
her, like they needed her, and she had no idea who any of them
were.
“That is enough! That is enough!” Gumptin said,
pushing the villagers away from Avery. He had seen her distress and
decided it would be best not to freak her out any more than she
already was, “You must keep in mind, as I told you,” Gumptin told
the villagers, “Avery has no memory of who she was, of this place,
or of you.”
Avery saw the recollection dawn on all of their faces
and most of them looked as if they had just been hit by a falling
tree.
“I am sorry.” One of the village men said to Avery,
“It was awfully terrifying not having you here to protect the
village anymore. We saw you again, and I guess we just…forgot.”
Avery smirked slightly; she found it humorous that
the man was apologizing for them forgetting that she had forgot
everything.
“It’s really not a problem.” Avery told them.
Gumptin, who was still trying to push some of the
villagers away, spoke up, “I need to speak with Avery alone now.
You all go back to what you were doing.” At the villagers’
reluctance to leave, Gumptin told them, “I need to speak with her
before we can go back and get the others. Do not worry; she is here
to stay.”
Avery startled at Gumptin’s words. Everything had
happened so fast. Her mind was still struggling to keep up, but
even with everything she had already discovered, this was the first
time she realized Gumptin had meant for her to stay here on this
other world permanently. Avery threw that thought quickly out of
her brain before it caused her panic. She had enough to deal with
in the now to think about the future.
As much as Gumptin’s words had disturbed Avery, they
had calmed the villagers, and they had begun to disperse back to
their houses and work.
When they were alone, Gumptin led Avery over to a
small clearing on the outskirts of the village near the border of
the forest. There were two small wooden benches in the clearing and
Gumptin motioned for Avery to have a seat on one.
Avery sat and Gumptin began to talk, “I brought you
back here first, on your own, for a reason, Avery. I am going to
need your help in bringing the other Protectors back here.”
Avery snorted, “What are you going to need my help
with?” She couldn’t begin to imagine how she would be able to
convince someone to take a wild ride through a magical portal to
another world, “Can’t you just jump out from behind some tree and
scare them senseless until they agree to come with you?”
Gumptin continued, unfazed by her sarcasm, “You are
their leader Avery. You are the leader; the leader of the
Protectors. You have to re-establish your leadership, gather your
warriors, and get them back here to fight.”
This was becoming too much for Avery. She didn’t know
if she could handle the responsibility of being told that she was
not only some magical warrior, but also the leader of these magical
warriors.
Avery stood up off of her bench, “Look, Gumptin, this
is all just getting a little too crazy house for me.”
“Avery!” Gumptin yelled loudly, stopping Avery in her
tracks and capturing her full attention, “Look around you, young
lady. You can no longer deny that this is real. It is not your
imagination. It is not a dream, and you are not going insane. I
know you know everything I told you is true. I know that you feel
it as truth inside your very bones.”
Avery looked around her at the houses built into
giant trees, the villagers who were staring over at her as they
pretended to work, and the thick green forest surrounding
everything. Gumptin was right. Even though she’d never admit it to
him; a part of
Emperor would surely take over Orcatia’. Then, there was Avery’s
favorite, ‘How could you be so stupid to go and get yourself
killed’.
Avery looked pleadingly at Gumptin. She had no idea
what to say to these people. They were all acting like they knew
her, like they needed her, and she had no idea who any of them
were.
“That is enough! That is enough!” Gumptin said,
pushing the villagers away from Avery. He had seen her distress and
decided it would be best not to freak her out any more than she
already was, “You must keep in mind, as I told you,” Gumptin told
the villagers, “Avery has no memory of who she was, of this place,
or of you.”
Avery saw the recollection dawn on all of their faces
and most of them looked as if they had just been hit by a falling
tree.
“I am sorry.” One of the village men said to Avery,
“It was awfully terrifying not having you here to protect the
village anymore. We saw you again, and I guess we just…forgot.”
Avery smirked slightly; she found it humorous that
the man was apologizing for them forgetting that she had forgot
everything.
“It’s really not a problem.” Avery told them.
Gumptin, who was still trying to push some of the
villagers away, spoke up, “I need to speak with Avery alone now.
You all go back to what you were doing.” At the villagers’
reluctance to leave, Gumptin told them, “I need to speak with her
before we can go back and get the others. Do not worry; she is here
to stay.”
Avery startled at Gumptin’s words. Everything had
happened so fast. Her mind was still struggling to keep up, but
even with everything she had already discovered, this was the first
time she realized Gumptin had meant for her to stay here on this
other world permanently. Avery threw that thought quickly out of
her brain before it caused her panic. She had enough to deal with
in the now to think about the future.
As much as Gumptin’s words had disturbed Avery, they
had calmed the villagers, and they had begun to disperse back to
their houses and work.
When they were alone, Gumptin led Avery over to a
small clearing on the outskirts of the village near the border of
the forest. There were two small wooden benches in the clearing and
Gumptin motioned for Avery to have a seat on one.
Avery sat and Gumptin began to talk, “I brought you
back here first, on your own, for a reason, Avery. I am going to
need your help in bringing the other Protectors back here.”
Avery snorted, “What are you going to need my help
with?” She couldn’t begin to imagine how she would be able to
convince someone to take a wild ride through a magical portal to
another world, “Can’t you just jump out from behind some tree and
scare them senseless until they agree to come with you?”
Gumptin continued, unfazed by her sarcasm, “You are
their leader Avery. You are the leader; the leader of the
Protectors. You have to re-establish your leadership, gather your
warriors, and get them back here to fight.”
This was becoming too much for Avery. She didn’t know
if she could handle the responsibility of being told that she was
not only some magical warrior, but also the leader of these magical
warriors.
Avery stood up off of her bench, “Look, Gumptin, this
is all just getting a little too crazy house for me.”
“Avery!” Gumptin yelled loudly, stopping Avery in her
tracks and capturing her full attention, “Look around you, young
lady. You can no longer deny that this is real. It is not your
imagination. It is not a dream, and you are not going insane. I
know you know everything I told you is true. I know that you feel
it as truth inside your very bones.”
Avery looked around her at the houses built into
giant trees, the villagers who were staring over at her as they
pretended to work, and the thick green forest surrounding
everything. Gumptin was right. Even though she’d never admit it to
him; a part of
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