~Ashenpuddle: Part 6~

Once I had made my appearance known, I didn’t know what to say. There was so much I could say, and so much I didn’t know how to say.

He looked at me in a little confusion and a little bit of snide.

“Can,” I said, coughing from the hot smoke, “Can you stop for a moment?”

“No,” he replied, not blinking or changing his stare.

Then it all came. That’s what happens when you’re a woman, I think. Woman can travail under heavy burdens with quiet hearts, but we must cry sometimes, to ease the pain of it. Even if nobody listens, we must cry every now in then. And so the gush of tears came like a tornado. I couldn’t stop the tears. I was so young, so naive, so childlike. And with the gush of tears came tangled words as I tried to tell him all, hoping he could help me somehow.

His face was as blank as it was before, once I had finished.

He began to get back to his work, as if he had never heard me.

“Won’t you help me?” I pleaded, the tears beginning again, “Please, please.”

No answer.

“Can’t you see the sky up there, and realize it’s not a sky at all! It’s water, and fishes and ponds and weeds. Can’t you see it?”

He finally looked over at me again, and then peered out of the window, into the above. He glanced at me oddly, and then went back to his work.

“What’s WRONG with you?” I scolded in desperation, and then felt very ashamed of my crossness.

“Nothing’s wrong with me,” he said finally. “Look, I tell you what. I feel sorry for you. Go up that path,” he gestured, “and keep on going. Before nightfall, you’ll find somewhere to sleep, someone to take care of you. You’ll feel better after food and sleep, I think.”

“But don’t you understand–”

But he didn’t understand. Back to his work again in a world I didn’t know.

Who did he work for? He said there were more people. Someone somewhere could help me, I was sure.

He wouldn’t listen to me anymore. Never had I met a man so obstinate. Finally, with sadness, I left the cabin. A bird flew to me, and sat on my shoulder. With it my journey might not seem so lonesome, I thought, but immediately after thinking it, the bird flew away.

Ashenpuddle: Escape From The Wicked Knight: PART 3

When I awoke, it was dawn. I stepped out of the carriage, and the morning dew wet my slippers. A doe and yearling sprinted away, and a rabbits hopped after them as I got out. My eyes were sticky with drying tears, and I wiped them with the edge of my skirt. It was not a very princess-like thing to do, but who did it matter who I was now? I was lost in a dark forest, and was alone. I decided to walk back where the carriage seemed to have come from. I hoped the trail would leave me home. A flock of ravens flew above me as I began my journey. I walked for miles, until I found a stream. I followed the stream, hoping it would lead me to a town.  It seemed that the stream danced and ran for miles, and miles, without leading to any place of importance. Finally, I heard a noise. It was not the noise of bramble, animals, my shoes or anything like that at all. It was the sound of a hammer. The tap of the hammer was so very faint that I thought it may have only been fancy. I kneeled down by the stream, and took a great sip of cold, fresh water. “TAP, TAP, TAP.” I was sure that I was hearing a hammer, but from where? “TAP, TAP,” it went again. Surely, a man was hammering somewhere. The ravens began to swirl in circles in the air, and their great wings made a terrible sound that made me jump. The jump made me lose my balance, and I slipped into the stream. Cold, sweet water that smelled like daisies splashed in my face, and I started crawling back on dry ground. Just as I was doing that, something cold and strong gripped my ankle, and the more I struggled, the more I was pulled into the water. “Help!” I screamed, but nobody heard.

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