Sunday, April 29, 2012

Elvaeda Chapter 8 1/2


                                            8
                                    DANICA
My eyes snapped open from a short nap, and my heart beat painfully against my ribs. I couldn’t sleep, no matter how sleepy I was, or I would never be able to wake up.
          The coldness of the space around me chilled my body to the bone, and I was desperate for some rest, but I knew I couldn’t sleep no matter what, or the coldness of space would freeze me to death, a nap I would never wake up from, and the devil would have my body forever. At least if I stayed awake, I would have SOME chance in getting my body back.  
            I struggled on keeping my eyes open, my eyelids slowly closing unintentionally every 3 seconds. I pinched myself real hard, screamed the place down so there would be enough noise to keep me awake, and thought about a lot of funny things so I could laugh instead of sleep. I tried all of these, but it didn’t stop my eyelids from closing.
            “WAKE UP, DANICA FORSYTHIA!!!” I screamed, my voice dancing off the invisible walls of space. I slapped myself and pinched myself real hard, muttering to myself over and over: “You can’t sleep, great god, PLEASE don’t sleep.”
            But it was not use. I grew sleepier every minute, until it was almost impossible to open my eyes. I thought, my heart sinking into my stomach: I’m sorry, but I don’t think I can fight it anymore…..
               I closed my eyes, and allowed myself to float in the void of space, my heart beat slowing down, the coldness around me dropping until it was as cold as the North Pole. Goodbye, my life…..Goodbye, my friends…..
Soon all that was left of me was a dead, cold body in the darkness of space.
                                            AVERY
              “Jackie, something tells me we have a long way to go,” I muttered, holding the pyramid in my hands as Jackie trekked well ahead of me in our journey to the ruins. I peered at the map and the red dot in the woods. “This dot’s barely moving.”
               Jackie stopped to look back, her whole face drenched in sweat. She walked back towards me, peering at the dot in the hologram. “Heh,” she said, sniggering. “Relax. You just don’t think it’s moving because you stare at it every 3 seconds, but for me, who hasn’t looked at it for awhile, I’d say its good progress.”
               I rolled my eyes at her. “Okay, Ms. Deforest,” I said, glaring at her. “How much have we moved in this map? Can you tell me?” Jackie blinked, her black eyes staring into mine. “Um, a few centimeters?”
                I pulled a face at her, a face that plainly said: “Are you kidding me?” Jackie slapped me on the shoulder and grinned. “C’mon, don’t be so negative!! It’s not like the whole world is waiting for us to finish this quest!! We can take our time!! Name at least ONE person who is waiting for us to finish this quest!!”
            I folded my arms across my chest. “Mercedes,” I said. “The whole of Elvaeda.” Jackie blinked, then said: “Um, I said ONE person.” I slapped myself and then walked well in front of her. “C’mon, let’s go.”
             Soon enough the dense forest disappeared into a hot and sandy plain, and only occasionally does the odd tree appear in the barren landscape. We had to preserve what little water we had saved in our rucksack, but that wasn’t easy as Jackie always had to rummage through her rucksack, draw out her water bottle in lightning speed, and gulp a whole bunch of it down every 3 seconds, and only did she realize how much water she wasted after she drank the whole lot down.
               After walking for what seemed like an eternity, we finally grew exhausted and had to rest for awhile. We sat atop the sandy landscape, catching our breath, sweat streaming down our faces. I took out my water bottle and drank a few drops, then put it back in my rucksack (Jackie, however, drank a whole liter) I stared up at the seven suns glaring down at us. We had walked the entire night.
             I massaged the cramp in my leg, but it just made it worse. I sighed, and rested my foot on the ground, and Jackie looked around, not sure of where we were. If it wasn’t for the map, we would be lost.
             I stared into the hologram, the red dot now on the edge of the plain, blinking at me mockingly. The arrow still continued to jab down far into the plains, and just looking at the map felt exhausting. It was going to be a long walk.
             “Maybe we should rest here for awhile,” Jackie said, her voice coming out in a strangulated gasp. Jackie might have been the best in PE, but I doubt even she had walked this far in her life. We were both exhausted. I pulled out the sleeping bag I packed neatly in my rucksack and spread it out neatly over the sandy ground. I watched as Jackie struggled with hers, in the end getting tangled within it in a way I had no idea of how she got in it.
             “Jackie,” I sighed as she tried to rip her sleeping bag in desperateness to get out of the pretzel she made with herself and it. I folded my arms and glared at her, but she didn’t notice as she was too busy strangling her sleeping bag. “Jackie, come one. You were the one who went off to camp at juniors.”
              “But I had a tent,” she grumbled, wriggling about the floor with a sleeping bag wrapped around her like a burrito. “Not this annoying thing.” She kicked at the sleeping bag with her sneakers, only succeeding in getting her legs tangled in the sleeping-bag-Jackie pretzel. She rolled about the floor like a wheel, stopping only when her back hit the face of a dusty brown rock lying on it’s side in the middle of the landscape.
               “Avery,” she whimpered, exhausted from trying to wriggle out of the pretzel. “A little help here?” I laughed at the mess she made out of herself, then set off to help her untangle the sleeping bag from her body. Finally, after some effort (That sleeping bag was stuck to her tight, so even sleeping bag experts like me have to take some time to untangle it, haha) I managed to pry the sleeping bag off the twisted body and tossed it onto the ground, sending dust and sand flying everywhere.
               Jackie stood up and stretched her fingers into the sky, then pulled at face at me when she caught sight of the messy heap of sleeping bag lying on the floor. She picked it up and started whacking it with the side of her hand to clear out the dust and sand stuck to it, like a karate master. Dust flew out of her sleeping bag and into my nose, sending me coughing.
             “Jackie! Stop that!” I said, pinching my nose to stop a sneeze, but with no avail. I sneezed so hard I actually felt myself fly off the ground and land back down with a thump. I wiped my nose with the back of my hand and glared at her as she set her sleeping bag down daintily like I did, then smile at me.
              “Well, I’m hittin’ the covers,” Jackie said, and covered her mouth daintily with her hand, then crawled into her makeshift bed and in seconds, she was fast asleep. I stared into the barren landscape around us, the suns burning my eyes. I looked back down onto my sleeping bag, looking so appealing after a whole night’s walk. After some stretching and yawning, I slid into my bed and fell asleep.
                                                 SAYSHA
               I stared into the darkness of my grandmother’s crystal ball, my reflection peering back at me. I sat cross-legged on the woolen matt of my Granma’s tepee, as my grandmother whispered in a raspy voice: “Saysha…..” she coughed as smoke winded it’s way into our tepee from the camp fire crackling from outside. I nodded at my grandmother.
               “I am ready, Gran,” I whispered back to her, and she nodded, and placed her wrinkled hands onto the smooth face of the crystal ball, muttering words too soft to hear. Light flashed from the ball, filling the tepee in light. I winced as the light burned my eyeballs, and when it settled down, I just saw my Grandmother humming to herself in the dim light, her eyes still gummed shut.
             Suddenly, after awhile, her eyes snapped open and she glanced at me, then said: “Saysha…..” she muttered, her voice a raspy whisper. “People…..two…..Zeyna….”
             I froze at the last word. “Z-Zeyna?” I muttered nervously, and my grandmother nodded. “Treat them well, Saysha….” She said, and the dim light glowing at the center of the crystal ball grew dark, shrouding the tepee in darkness. My grandmother grew silent, and I gulped down a mouthful of saliva. If they were Zeyna, I had no idea how to react.

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