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 We walk into the house without taking off our shoes. Although it would be more polite to do so, it somehow just didn't feel right and we just kept moving through the house. What makes our house unique from most places is that it's a western styled one. Most of the mercenaries prefer the eastern style, sliding doors, ply wood floors, the way the Enrasha house had been when I visited there all that time ago. All narrow hallways and larger then life room sizes. However, the way my parent's house is arranged is very different. The doorways are wide and many rooms had no door separating it from the next room over. Other then the staircase leading

Pressing my ear to my bedroom door, I listen hard for a little bit. Only silence greets my eardrums. Bending down, I press my ear to the floor too, just to be on the safe side. Mother wouldn't be up at this hour, but there was a small chance that Father might be. There was no one he'd be able to hide the sound of his footsteps if I had my ear pressed to the ground. Silence still only greeted the cavities of my ears for a second time, so I take the hint. Safe. Time to get a move on. Crossing my bedroom to the door, I pull the cloak over my shoulders, throwing the hood of it over my head. Tugging the loose piece of scarf up over my nose, I t

Not long after that, they did finally manage to get me to the destination that had been set out for me. Doli gestured to it for me. It was just another dark tent to me though, nothing about it really stood out from the other tents. There wasn't any light or anything in it like I thought there would be either. Here I was thinking that I would be able to talk to someone, but from where I was standing it didn't look like anyone was awake. Still, when we reached the tent Nascha went in right away without hesitating or stopping to tell whoever was inside that someone was home. Doli did the same thing, just flying right on in. I felt a bit awkward

Next I knew I was waking from my dreamless sleep. Looking around, I noticed that there wasn't anyone there and that it was dark out. Earlier it had been light out, so I guessed the sun must have set some time while I was sleeping. For a few minutes I lay, trying to decide if I should move or wait for that green eyed girl to come back again. Eventually my curiosity got the better of me, and I moved. This time I was much more careful then I was the last time. Slowly, I checked out my arm, picking it up, twisting and turning it comfortably a few time before going on to do the same to other parts of my body like me feet, legs, and hands. The l

Soon after, the green eyed girl came back, a hand full of three very smooth, green swirled rocks in her right hand. I didn't look at her at first, still trying to figure out when this sadistic little joke would end. When I did finally take a quick glance at her, she gave a disarming smile as she showed me the stones. " All ready to go." she said, setting down the little stones as she moved behind me. My body tensed and she explained to me. " What are you getting so worked up about? I've gotta remove your bandages to heal your wounds," she informed me, pushing down on my shoulders slightly as I tried to do as she instructed me, " honestly,

It was raining really hard. Harder then I had expected actually. Thinking about it, I realized a jacket probably would've been a smart idea . . . But by that time it was too late to go back though. Looked like I'd be coming home drenched to the bone. Especially with the thin summer clothes I had on. Forget it. At the time I just couldn't bring myself to care. I really just wanted out of that stuffy house. The fresh air would do me some good anyways. Even on that warm summer day, it felt good to fill my lungs with air from the outside. Shuffling my feet on the paved roadway, I kicked a rock that was about the size of my big toe hard, so that

It was months before that time that I started getting this dream. Cliche as it sounds, this dream really was the real deal. Right after I finally left the world of reality behind, this dream came. Over and over again, it never failed to return each and every night. Like clock work. This is going to sound completely silly, but I couldn't wait to go to sleep at night. The dream was absolutely amazing. It was a whole other world that appeared every time I drifted away from the horrible, waking life that I had. What makes this sound even more ridiculous is the fact that every time I woke up I could never remember what the dream was about. Y

I hated to leave them. Those friends of mine, with their begging eyes, asked me to stay for the night. Really, I wanted to stay. To smile, laugh, and be free with them like all my friends seemed like at the time. It's a natural desire to have, after all. However, I couldn't stay, not that night. Things at the time had been too unsettled. Too unpredictable. Any other week of the year, I wouldn't have to worry about being out late like this. I would've thought of the feelings of those people that brought me into this world and submitted to it, and been home much sooner. Or I would've taken the time to call them about staying over some hours p

Kneeling on aching knees, all I can do is sit there, shifting uncomfortably. " Sit still, Sohan! Do you want to insult or hosts?!" was the hissed reply of the woman who I more commonly call Mother. On her knees in a similar fashion to the way I was on my left side, she was looking over at me with narrow, red eyes. It astounded me that she was sitting there and taking this so easily. My knees and ankles were killing me. My feet had been the same a few seconds ago, but they've since gone numb. Never a good sign. " Mother, I don't want to be here," I murmured, slouching my back and sitting up off my ankles to get the blood flowing back into my

Another day, another mission. Yeah, right. Walking into my bed room, every muscle in my body screaming with agony, I let myself fall into the comfort of my bed for the first time in days. Laying face down, I turn my head slightly to breath around my plush, soft pillow. Simply breathing there, I stare at the wall for a short time. Then I let my eyes shut, forcing myself to breath in slow, deep breaths. In, out, in, out. My bed has never felt so good in my entire life though. It doesn't even matter that I'm still wearing the thick, heavy cargo clothes and boots that I needed to pull off this mission. The weight had been necessary to help me