Jacquard continued running through the night with memories of his past flooding his mind. He remembered the times he spent with his family before they were left by him and his brother, by the proposal of the neighboring kingdom's soldiers. The pain of leaving his loved ones was too much to bear, but the thought of the princess's safety gave him the strength to keep moving. He thought back to the time he and his twin brother, Jacquard uard, went to their friend's farm. They had so much fun working and playing together, but a little argument over who should carry the most harvest nearly ruined their day. Jacquard wanted to carry more than his fair share, but Jacquard insisted on carrying an equal amount. Jacquard smiled as he continued remember how the words of Lucky had diffused the situation in a lucid illusion. They all ended up carrying an equal amount and left the farm with big smiles on their faces. It was moments like those that made him miss his family even more. The memories
Jacquard started to panic as he realized how close the warriors were getting. He knew he had to think as fast as possible and come up with a plan that could at least put him on the higher ground of the table of turbulence. "What do I do now? It’s only getting more and more complicated!" Jacquard thought to himself, with a faint trace of fear. "I can't let them catch me with the princess. We’ll be done for." He said He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. "Think, Jacquard , think," he whispered to himself. "What can I do to get out of this situation?" Just at the moment when he was still thinking, the memories of the charm song his mother taught him flooded his mind. "Maybe that's it," he said to himself. "Maybe the charm song can help me get out of this." He started to hum the song softly, hoping it would have the same effect as it did the last time. But as he hummed, he noticed that the warriors were getting even closer. He needed to sing the song louder. He too
As Jacquard fainted, Jack couldn't believe his luck. He had always envied his brother's skills and successes, and now he had the chance to claim the glory for himself. He approached the unconscious form of his brother and the princess, carefully picking her up and cradling her in his arms. He looked down at her sleeping face, and couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation. He had always wanted to prove himself to the kingdom, to show that he was just as capable as his brother, and this was his chance. “Yes! This is my perfect victory. That’s right… I win!” He exclaimed joyfully. Jack's heart leapt with fulfillment although he did his best to conceal it. He felt as though a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders, and the weight of his envy and resentment had been lifted away. The mission to rescue Princess Diana was a success, and he was the hero who saved her. It was all he had ever wanted, and now that he had it, he could barely contain his elation.
"Rash!" Oh, boy. I hurry up and get a plain blue towel around my waist while there's another in my hands, being used to clean my face and torso. I get out of the bathroom and go to the closet. I put on a simple nylon black shirt, long enough that the hem stops around my thighs, and a khaki short. On the way, I slip into my flip-flops, getting down the stairs, I see aunt Melissa, giggling to the screen of her phone. She's Face-timing with someone, and really, I don't want to know who it is. When she catch my figure, walking to the couch, she quickly wraps it up and tells me. "So, what's the plan?" I shrug. She's placing her phone away, and concentrating on me. "I don't know." "You're a dickhead." She says. Well, I have a dickhead, the thought comes abruptly but I quickly shake it away. "What do you think...wait, where's granny?" "She's not around." Remember that I said she and granny never gets along. This is one of the obviousness that I mean. Granny is religious on her si
I'm still surprised that she remembers me by my first name. She lets me pick the books that I want to, after we've returned the previous ones to their rightful places.When I'm done, she leads me back to her table, and make me sign on the record book once again, after re-writing my name, and the new date.Outside, I have three textbooks, all cramped to my chest. Damn, these are heavy even when they'd looked as though they would be light.I am about crossing the road when I heard, "Rash." It's a familiar voice. I turn to the person. Dean's grinning. He wears a black jacket on top, inner white shirt under and a blue jean. The sole of his canvas kinds of lit under the day light. "Hey." I say back, coolly."Um, what're you doing here?" Whilst saying, his eyes dart to the library's building, "oh, came here?""Yeah." Is all I say, staring into his eyes. I see they are green. They are so bright. The beauty runs in the family, don't you think?"Hey, what's up with you?" He notices.Well, h
Jacquard sat under the large tree breathing heavily, he was exhausted. The princess had passed out already, this was due to much stress and hunger. Jacquard was helpless and powerless. He also felt likewise. He was hungry and must find food fast. He stood up and looked around. All he could see were bushes and tresses which made it difficult for him to get a clearer view of where they were. He looked down and stared at the princess.“I must look for the food fast. I won’t forgive myself if more harm comes to you. I will kill myself if more harm comes to you, my princess. I will kill myself, I can’t stand the sight of the situation you in." Jacquard lamented. He bent down to feel the princess's forehead. ‘oh, my ancestors, You’re hot, my princess. I need to get you home fast as I can. First, let me go in search of food for us.’ He added and ran into the bush. He began to search the wood for any fruit. He was lucky and came to a cashew tree. Its fruits were so ripe and inviting. “May t
Jacquard and his twin brother, Jack, with their mother, left Carea Town in the Western region and embark on the long journey to the Eastern region just to escape the inter-tribal war that broke out between the Zuluh tribe, the largest tribe in the region, with millions of members and Nguni tribes with just thousands of members. The dispute which began with two families over land ownership some months ago had gradually grown into a bloodshed dispute. Hmm..! War is not something pleasant and something to pray for. It turned out to involve the most populous tribes during that period. Killing and vandalization of properties worth a huge amount of money were destroyed. Men, women and children were running for their lives. No where is safe. "Run for your life!" That what is on the lips of everyone in the region, both young and old. The land of about ten hectares was known to be owned by two different families from different tribes, Adedansu Family from the Zuluh tribe and the Sifahuh fami
They all became afraid and stood still. Had the Zuluh warriors arrived already? They thought as they breathed heavily and were scared. According to the news they heard, the Zuluh warriors were very heartless even to old ones and the young children. They killed without mercy and never spared anyone. "Check through the window if it's free." Lathabo quietly instructed his wife. She obeyed slowly and nodded that it is free. Lethado then whispered to them to throw their things out of the window, as they attempt to do so, the door swung open. To their relief, it wasn't the Zuluh warriors. It was their village's chief warriors. "Lethabo, we came for you and your two sons. We are short of warriors to battle the Zuluh warriors so you and your twins have been enlisted with the warriors." The chief warrior of Ifakoko said. Lathabo became confused and short of words. His two sons were still very young. They shouldn't face such a fate now. He knew how dangerous it was to be a warrior of the land.