Valania Looked around the rustic small inn, it was filled with patrons and abuzz with noise. seeing a spot open by the fireplace she made her way through the tables.  Her Mouth watered as she caught the aroma of Mutton stew being cooked in the kitchen.  Valania Sat by the warm fireplace its once red bricks aged with age and constant use.  Lifting her hood back she scanned the room and spotted an elf sitting at a table close to her. His black hair was tied back and he had bright green eyes which seemed to be locked upon her. Blushing she looked away and spied the barmaid taking an order at a table by the kitchen.

“ Nows my chance,” thought Valenia. “I’ll Have to be quick about it.”

taking out her small lyre she strummed a few notes on it’s worn strings.

“I have a story to share.” She announced.

Some patrons glanced up and a few resumed eating. Valania smiled and continued.

“In a lush green valley that was vast and untouched by man lived a ….”

“this is BORING!” Yelled the elf cutting her off.

Valenia turned and glared at him. The elf smirked and resumed eating.

“I just started this tale!” Defended Velania, “How can it be boring?”

The young elf looked up from his meal and smiled at her.

“It sounds like another one of those sickening, warm fuzzy stories.”

“I see his point.” Commented one of the patrons.

“I can’t believe I am hearing this.” Valenia clenched her fists and stood up.

The elf nodded in agreement with the Patron and he grinned seemingly

encouraged by the elf. The man advanced toward Valania and she drew her sword.

“whoa!” the patron startled. “I don’t want a fight.”

“You just got yourself one mister.” threatened the elf.

“Hey what is this?” Asked the Innkeeper.

Valania Slipped behind the chubby innkeeper and set her blade against his throat.

“Now everyone will empty their valuables into the elf’s bag,” Ordered Valania. “ Or you

will be cleaning up the Innkeeper off the floor and anyone else who gets in the way.

“Please do as they say!” Begged the old Innkeeper.

The customers mumbled and started putting things in the bag.  Valania motioned to the elf and

they started for the door dragging the innkeeper with them.

She pushed the old man to the ground “Stay there!” Valania commanded.

The patrons crouched down as the two ran out the door.

“Get on your horse.” Urged the elf

Valania takes the reigns, mounts her steed and followed behind.

“Well Darian, you sure know how to ruin a good story.”

“come now Valania, you don’t think I really feel that way?”

“Sometimes I wonder.” She smirked.

“That was to easy.” Laughed Trey.

Darian smiled. “At least you get to stay with the horses.”

“Someone had to make sure of our getaway.” Trey grinned.

“Let’s get a good distance from the inn before they catch up with us.” Advised Valania.

“Good Idea.” Agreed Darian.

“don’t worry,” said Trey. “I let go of all the horses so they can’t catch us now.”

“Let’s not be to overconfident.” Warned Valania.

“such the serious one.” Winked Darian at his sister.

Valania scowled at him and galloped ahead. The sun was warm and a slight breeze played in

the trees. The road they traveled on was lightly used and the brush crowded the edges. The eerie sound

of silence surrounded them.

“We should slow down now that we have a good distance on us ,” advised Valania. “As not to tire the horses.”

“Agreed.” replied Darian.

The three slowed their horses to a walk and started taking in the area about them. The only sound

that could be heard was the horses’ hooves upon the hard ground.

“ I still can’t get over how easy that was.” Said Valania a little worried. She tossed her golden

hair back out of her face.

“Your just being Paranoid.” Teased Trey.

“who knows they could have military at their ready.” Darian Taunted her.

“That is not funny.” Scowls Valania.

“Settle down was just teasing sis.” Smiled Darian.

“I still….” Valania started.

“What was that noise?” Trey asked turning back to face his friends.

“What noise?” Asked Darian

“I didn’t hear anything.” Valania said scanning the brush and dense trees about her.

The sun was lower in the sky and the orange and purple hues in the horizon made the forest feel less inviting. Quiet they sat still upon their horses listening, all that could be heard was the wind that gently tossed the trees back and forth.

“I swear I heard something in the trees.” Said Trey

“your just hearing things.” Said Darian. “We should get moving and find a place to camp before dark.”

“It is odd that there are no birds singing or anything.” Commented Valania.

“They heard us and are hiding.” Comforted Darian.

“If you say so.” Valania pulled her Woolen cloak closer to her and followed behind.

Trey Shrugged, “When we going to eat?”

“Not for a while we need to find a safe spot to camp.” Answered Darian.

“That is way to long.” Groaned Trey.

Valania laughed and reached into her pack. “Her Trey.” Pulled out a grain biscuit and tossed it to him.

“Now no more complaining.” She teased.

“Thank you.” Trey muffled through a mouthful of the biscuit.


Trey froze and looked about him. “What was that?” He asked. “And don’t tell me you didn’t

Hear that.”

“I don’t know.” Answered Darian as he dismounted his horse. He flipped the reigns over the Brown mare’s head and started looking about.

“It sounded like a really big bird.” Valania whispered.

Darian looked up at his sister, “Birds don’t make that sound.”

“Are you sure?” Inquired Trey.

A loud Crashing noise was heard in the trees and the horses screamed and frantically tried to get away. Valania was tossed to the ground

and her horse fled.

Darian Rushed over to help her up. “You alright Sis?”

“Yeah I’m fine.” Brushed the dirt off. “the horses were scared off.”

“We’ll find them later.” Said Trey. “First we have to find what spooked them.”

“I’ll scout up ahead” Trey hurried off and disappeared around the corner of the road.

“Let’s look around here and see what scared the horses.” Charged Darian.

Nodding Valania initiated her search along the road. The brush and trees were dense and made

it difficult to see through them. She began to wonder if the creature responsible hadn’t already

scurried off into the darkness of the forest.

“Valania.” Whispered Darian. “Did you see that?”

“See what?” she asked.

“That red glow.”

“No I didn’t.”

“I’m going to check on Trey.” Motioned Darian, “You stay here.”

Valania nodded. “You be careful.”

Darian smiled and disappeared up the road. He could see Trey Standing still up ahead, drawing

his sword he crept up to him. Darian caught a glimpse of gold out of the corner of his eye.

Valania Watched for signs of her brother and friend. “They have been gone to long.”

A red glow lit above the treetops and her heart started racing. She gripped her sword by the hilt and drew it from the worn scabbard.

“Better go find out what is happening.” She whispered to herself.

She took a deep breath and ventured up the road. Valania rounded the corner and could see Darian standing up ahead.

“Darian!” She shouted.

No answer came. Valania walked a little closer to him.


The silence was unerving. her heart pounded against her chest as she approached him.

“Why is he covered in ash?? She thought to herself.

“Darian, what’s wrong?” She reached out to touch him. “Where is Trey?”

Grabbing his shoulder fear seized her as he fell apart the breeze caught them up and they

swirled about her. Valania Backed up and her gaze moved upon a large golden eye fixed upon her. Valania could feel her scream in her throat but no sound escaped. She felt hot tears

upon her cheek . The golden scales glittered in the setting sun and she could hear  it’s lungs sucking in air.

“Please.” she begged.

Valania felt the warmth for an instant. The wind whirled about her ashen statue as it crumbled

and was picked up into it. Forever to dance in the wind.


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