Arawa had been hanging around the river, sitting by the edge. She of course did notice the stares and glances thrown at her side but she was rather caught up in her own world. Her mind ruminates on her relationship with her father. Several times, she found herself wondering whether or not he was really her father rising from his attitude towards her. How would a man treat his daughter with such contempt, in fact, there must have been a big time secret which everyone in the village that had witnessed her birth period knew except her even though her mother was hiding it from her. Arawa lacked the love and comfort from a father. She would do her best to fulfill her task, who knows, maybe she would happen upon something favorable in the sight of her father. Who knows, maybe, he would accept her and acknowledge her as his daughter. The river side was gradually becoming empty. Arawa stood up and walked away from the side where the villagers stood. Making sure that her bow and arro
The twins had grown rapidly into young men of valor and Dorian had become hand of the king. He had to move to the king’s land alongside his brother, Troy who had become general. It was a great feat for him to achieve and his son’s represented everything dangerous and great. The duo became warriors and commanded a great company of other soldiers. Brian, the most vicious of the two even though he had been seen as the most calculative and sensible, would always keep his twin brother safe. He had grown into this really strong man, sporting long dark hair and muscles. At twenty five, he had accomplished a lot. He would go on assignments for both his father and the king, and would emerge victorious. He feared no one and cared about no one except his brother. One could easily say that he was his father and uncle together in one body. Ruthlessness and cruelty were his basic attributes. At twenty one, he had killed his father’s lover, the Wuwa captive whom Dorian had become rather fo
Five days he spent at the king’s land before he decided to go to the arsenal. He had been receiving constant treatment and advice on how to handle the injury. Thus, on the sixth day, Brian had to say a reluctant goodbye to his father and left with some attendants and soldiers. He sure had missed his twin. It took a few days but by sunset the next evening, Brian had reached his destination. He entered the arsenal and was rather appreciative of his brother’s accomplishments. The guy sure had been really busy all along. He arrived just as Adrian was emerging from the forge area. The twins had not seen each other in ages and Adrian had to pretend to remove something from his eyes. The next instant, he was in front of his brother, clasping their hands together as they hugged each other. The twins sure had missed themselves a great deal. It was rather funny seeing them together as they both had the same face with different colored hair. “You are beginning to put on weight here and
Yes, it is what you are thinking. Arawa had successfully gotten lost in the forest. Her curiosity had won over her and when she woke up that morning, she saw that she was being preyed on. A wolf scout had spotted her and howled to alert the other. Arawa had to pick up her arrow and bow and started running. It was far away and she knew the working of the mind of these creatures. Without thinking about where she was going, Arawa took to her heels. She could hear the repeated howling behind her and did not stop to look behind her. By the time she discovered that she had lost them, she had successfully missed her way home. How then would she return in time for the celebration? What about her duel? Arawa felt loneliness creep into her very being as she cried out. The river gods had forsaken her. Making up her mind, she decided to pick a path to follow, possibly, she would be guided to the right choice and start back home. There was a seemingly path, that was where she decided to t
Arawa had never seen anything like this in her life before. Everything was strange including the big iron animals. She could not tell what they were but she did know that they would be coming after her. The men from the opposite direction had gone straight to the room of her captor. Arawa hastened her feet as she needed to find her way out of the place. She noticed only too late that she had lost her bow and arrow in her frenzy to get out of the place. This meant that she would be defenseless and could not stand against them. Arawa continued making her way around through the dark. Adrian had come up immediately and the alarming scream of his brother went off. He was never one to trust a savage, especially one like this one. She was unconscious when his brother, baring her across his shoulder, had painfully shown her to him. Adrian could see that she was really beautiful and as much as he was, his brother was also captivated by her alluring beauty. He had asked that they keep
It was not easy for her through that forest trying to make her way through that forest in the dark. It was not easy but Arawa knew something, she needed to get back home to the village. It was better to sit home disregarded by her father than get captured by these blood sucking barbarians, she thought. Nothing seemed familiar out here anymore as she continued plunging into whatever path she came across that her hasty mind decided upon. The barbarians were upon her, following her even into the depths. She thought that by now they must have tired of pursuing her but that was not the case, their mind was made up and there would be no mercy whatsoever for her. She just might have pissed off their king or someone of great importance. She could hear them barking out orders to one another as they spread out the search, Arawa continued running not minding the thorns and thistles she brushed through. She was quite sure that she would be made to treat them by her mother. Speaking of h
Arawa woke up with a start when she almost slipped off the trunk where she had passed her night. She realized with horror that she was drooling. It was unusual and this could have either been as a result of over exhaustion or the fact that she had slept in the most uncomfortable manner. Arawa sat up and using her back hand, she cleaned the spittle from her. The forest was oddly quiet and the first light was beginning to cross the sky. It was time to get on with her escape. She began finding her way down the big tree. Taking her time carefully as she swung around trunk to trunk; finally, she made it down. Her stomach began its rumblings and grumblings, she was starving. She needed to eat but with the impending danger and risk of getting caught, Arawa decided to avoid hunting for wild animals. Probably, if the gods were benevolent enough, they would send her food across her path. The basic thing at the moment was getting far away from where she was standing. Looking around he
She had been walking for some time, the shade from the trees was her only comfort at the moment as she was now very thirsty. Her eyes barely stay open and her legs dragging along slowly. If the barbarians were on her trail, they might have gotten to her right now and dealt with her as they deemed fit and necessary. The gods were probably cruel; they were toying with her as a human, a mere weakling. What was all this; they helped her escape, shielded her path, even fed her when she was hungry, now they would leave her to die of thirst?... Arawa could not believe in her wildest dreams that she would die in such a manner. But looking on the bright side of everything, she might have not gotten any better resting place than this. It was really cool and filled with beautiful scenery. She smiled slowly as the thought crossed her mind when suddenly; she felt the ground before her really cold beneath her feet. That was strange; as much as the place was cold; it was just cold, not wet