Post by Anne Porter on Oct 28, 2007 22:33:08 GMT -5
This story takes place by the river and is during the time when Anne was getting to know Percy Vincent as a friend. This also takes place before she became a vampire.
Anne wrote:
The river began to grow wider with every drop of rain as Anne watched from the tree she and Snapp were sitting in. It was beginning to get very cold, and Anne still had to find a place somewhere within the forest to camp for the night.
"If only I hadn't let myself fall asleep, we would be at home now in our beds." Anne mumbled to Snapp. Snapp gave a reasurring nudge to her shoulder. Suddenly, as Anne looked down, she noticed the water was getting quite high, almost to the middle of some of the smaller trees.
"Now's the time that I really wish I knew a teleportation spell," She said worriedly looking to Snapp, "I have to try something though." She pulled over her large, leatherbound book and opened directly to the middle. She was still an apprentice, so she was required to carry around an emergency spellbook incase something like this ever happened.
After a few minutes, Anne showed a spell to Snapp and he gave and approving growl. She read the page aloud:
Drying Spell:
Waters cold and rivers deep,
Dry a path for us to leap.
Although the spells were quite childish, they almost always worked with great effect. Suddenly, the water level dropped until it was only up to Anne's ankles and she quickly rushed to the hills in the distance.
Walking up the steep hill, Anne collected a few of the dryest twigs to make a small fire, she'd have to find a small cave to stay in. That was the one downfall to Anne's studies. She liked to travel far to learn as much as she could, so if she didn't head home at the right time, she'd have to stay the night somewhere in the forest. This wasn't the first time that Anne and Snapp had to camp in the forest though; yet, something kept pulling her farther away from home, no matter how dangerous something had seemed.
Eventually, Anne found a small overhang in a rocky wall, just large enough for her and Snapp to sit under(seeing as Snapp didn't take up much room, being the size of a small newt). After scanning through the spell book one las time, Anne piled up the small twigs and asked Snapp to breathe fire over them. He did as he was asked and a spell was quickly put over the now inflamed twigs to keep them from burning down to nothing. This would make the fire last at least throughout the night. Anne soon fell asleep to the sound of the rain, and Snapp, being a wooden dragon, fell asleep and returned to his wooden state.
The next morning was bright and beautiful, Anne didn't want to go home quite yet. Maybe she should stay just a little longer....
Anne walked along the riverbank, admiring the beauty of the vibrant colors in the forest around her. Birds chirped a sweet melody in the bright blue sky above her and everything seemed luminous and beautiful today. Snapp flew happily around her as she danced along the trunk of a fallen tree across the river to a quiet clearing. The forest always seemed the happiest after a rainstorm and everything seemed to sing it's own cheerful song to the world around it. Anne soon found herself laughing excitedly as she danced through the clearing of the forest with Snapp. Sitting to rest on a tree stump, she took in a big breath, taking in all the fragrances of the forest. Snapp sat on her shoulder and began to purr silently to show his satisfaction with how the day was going.
After a few minutes, Snapp's purring ceased and became a deep growl from deep within his throat. He had spotted someone moving in the tree across from them. Anne quickly turned towards the tree and squinted, struggling to see through the thick leaves. Soon enough, the person's foot slipped and he fell out of the tree, only to land with a thump on the forest floor, and quickly attempt to stand up. Anne realized that this was the boy from the cafe who clapped for her after she had read her "not-so-successful" poem. Blushing, the boy quietly stammered,
"H-hi."
"Hello. How long have you been sitting up there?" She said nodding towards the tree.
"U-um.. Not very long. Well, n-not that tree," He explained clearing his throat,"many different trees though, yes." The boy explained how he had been following Anne, observing how she observed others, hoping to learn something about her. The boy also explained that when Anne had read her poem back in the Wyvern Cafe, he had the feeling she was talking directly to him. He wanted to learn more about her, and find out what she was interested in. Anne blushed a bit, but managed to ask, "Well, did you really like my poem? Or were you just trying to be nice?"
"Oh, no. I thought it was great." He replied, now walking over to sit on the tree stump across from Anne.
"Thank you. What's your name? You look quite familiar."
"My name? Oh, right. My name is Percival Vincent." He said, holding out a hand.
"I'm Anne Porter." Anne replied, moving his hand and gave him a hug, causing him to blush incredibly."Well, I have to get started on studying the creatures out here. Would you like to join me?" Percy sat still, speechless for a minute, then replied,
"That would be cool. Sure, why not? Where are you going today?"
"Umm, I'm going to the dark side of the mountains to study shadowcralwers and maybe look for Purple Dragon Eggs or a new species of animal." Anne replied quickly.
"Wow. You travel that far on foot?"
"Yes, why?"
"Well, most people would just teleport there instead of taking the time to walk. I think it's cool that you'd rather walk though.
"Cool. Walking is more fun too, you get to expierence much more than a person who teleports does." Anne replied, kicking up some dust from around the tree stump. "So, shall we go? If we leave now, we might arrive before dark, if that's okay with you."
"You mean-- camp... In the Dark side of the Mountains? At night?" Percy said nervously.
"Of course! What else? I do it all the time. It's no big deal, really. There's nothing to be scared of." Anne reassured him. Percival nodded in agreement and the two began to walk north, towards the Dark Side of the mountains.
Anne wrote:
The river began to grow wider with every drop of rain as Anne watched from the tree she and Snapp were sitting in. It was beginning to get very cold, and Anne still had to find a place somewhere within the forest to camp for the night.
"If only I hadn't let myself fall asleep, we would be at home now in our beds." Anne mumbled to Snapp. Snapp gave a reasurring nudge to her shoulder. Suddenly, as Anne looked down, she noticed the water was getting quite high, almost to the middle of some of the smaller trees.
"Now's the time that I really wish I knew a teleportation spell," She said worriedly looking to Snapp, "I have to try something though." She pulled over her large, leatherbound book and opened directly to the middle. She was still an apprentice, so she was required to carry around an emergency spellbook incase something like this ever happened.
After a few minutes, Anne showed a spell to Snapp and he gave and approving growl. She read the page aloud:
Drying Spell:
Waters cold and rivers deep,
Dry a path for us to leap.
Although the spells were quite childish, they almost always worked with great effect. Suddenly, the water level dropped until it was only up to Anne's ankles and she quickly rushed to the hills in the distance.
Walking up the steep hill, Anne collected a few of the dryest twigs to make a small fire, she'd have to find a small cave to stay in. That was the one downfall to Anne's studies. She liked to travel far to learn as much as she could, so if she didn't head home at the right time, she'd have to stay the night somewhere in the forest. This wasn't the first time that Anne and Snapp had to camp in the forest though; yet, something kept pulling her farther away from home, no matter how dangerous something had seemed.
Eventually, Anne found a small overhang in a rocky wall, just large enough for her and Snapp to sit under(seeing as Snapp didn't take up much room, being the size of a small newt). After scanning through the spell book one las time, Anne piled up the small twigs and asked Snapp to breathe fire over them. He did as he was asked and a spell was quickly put over the now inflamed twigs to keep them from burning down to nothing. This would make the fire last at least throughout the night. Anne soon fell asleep to the sound of the rain, and Snapp, being a wooden dragon, fell asleep and returned to his wooden state.
The next morning was bright and beautiful, Anne didn't want to go home quite yet. Maybe she should stay just a little longer....
Anne walked along the riverbank, admiring the beauty of the vibrant colors in the forest around her. Birds chirped a sweet melody in the bright blue sky above her and everything seemed luminous and beautiful today. Snapp flew happily around her as she danced along the trunk of a fallen tree across the river to a quiet clearing. The forest always seemed the happiest after a rainstorm and everything seemed to sing it's own cheerful song to the world around it. Anne soon found herself laughing excitedly as she danced through the clearing of the forest with Snapp. Sitting to rest on a tree stump, she took in a big breath, taking in all the fragrances of the forest. Snapp sat on her shoulder and began to purr silently to show his satisfaction with how the day was going.
After a few minutes, Snapp's purring ceased and became a deep growl from deep within his throat. He had spotted someone moving in the tree across from them. Anne quickly turned towards the tree and squinted, struggling to see through the thick leaves. Soon enough, the person's foot slipped and he fell out of the tree, only to land with a thump on the forest floor, and quickly attempt to stand up. Anne realized that this was the boy from the cafe who clapped for her after she had read her "not-so-successful" poem. Blushing, the boy quietly stammered,
"H-hi."
"Hello. How long have you been sitting up there?" She said nodding towards the tree.
"U-um.. Not very long. Well, n-not that tree," He explained clearing his throat,"many different trees though, yes." The boy explained how he had been following Anne, observing how she observed others, hoping to learn something about her. The boy also explained that when Anne had read her poem back in the Wyvern Cafe, he had the feeling she was talking directly to him. He wanted to learn more about her, and find out what she was interested in. Anne blushed a bit, but managed to ask, "Well, did you really like my poem? Or were you just trying to be nice?"
"Oh, no. I thought it was great." He replied, now walking over to sit on the tree stump across from Anne.
"Thank you. What's your name? You look quite familiar."
"My name? Oh, right. My name is Percival Vincent." He said, holding out a hand.
"I'm Anne Porter." Anne replied, moving his hand and gave him a hug, causing him to blush incredibly."Well, I have to get started on studying the creatures out here. Would you like to join me?" Percy sat still, speechless for a minute, then replied,
"That would be cool. Sure, why not? Where are you going today?"
"Umm, I'm going to the dark side of the mountains to study shadowcralwers and maybe look for Purple Dragon Eggs or a new species of animal." Anne replied quickly.
"Wow. You travel that far on foot?"
"Yes, why?"
"Well, most people would just teleport there instead of taking the time to walk. I think it's cool that you'd rather walk though.
"Cool. Walking is more fun too, you get to expierence much more than a person who teleports does." Anne replied, kicking up some dust from around the tree stump. "So, shall we go? If we leave now, we might arrive before dark, if that's okay with you."
"You mean-- camp... In the Dark side of the Mountains? At night?" Percy said nervously.
"Of course! What else? I do it all the time. It's no big deal, really. There's nothing to be scared of." Anne reassured him. Percival nodded in agreement and the two began to walk north, towards the Dark Side of the mountains.