Hey, I'm back. End of school is always heck-tick and add-on all this new college stuff I have to sign-up for or read or decide on or.. you get the picture. Anywho, here's Verali's story part 2!
Verali's Story p-2
Light filtered in from the green leaves on the branches hanging over her. Verali turned her head and studied her surroundings. She was in a room, apparently in a tree. The floor and walls were made of silvery wood that belonged to the tree and all of it seemed so.. natural. It was as if rooms inside a tree were supposed to be. On the floor was a beautiful silk mat and the walls weren't decorated but rather had many windows looking out into the forest. Pale white silk curtains drifted breezily in front of each window. The furnature was sparse, only the bed she lay in, a chair, a night stand, and a desk, but each piece was a work of art. Vines a flowers were carved into the wood and wrapped the legs of each piece as if they were also real. Verali's head swam.
She sat up, pushing the soft white sheets away from her and got out of the bed. All she could remember was that pulling feeling and blacking out. She searched the room but couldn't find her pack. She began to panic. All her life, everything she had ever owned, was kept in that pack. She wanted to rip away the white nightie she wore, mostly because she never ever remembered seeing it let alone changing into it, but couldn't find her clothes to change into. What she did find was a light pastel purple dress and a pair of grey slippers. She changed and looked for an exit. Her kidnappers had to have put in an exit!
Finally she found it, a rope bridge leading to an adjacent room in the same tree. Inside she could see were two men, both unworldly beautiful and in blue robes. They were talking softly and she could not hear what they were saying. Leaning out on the bridge trying to listen through one of the rooms windows, she fell. A small scream escaped her lips before she could snap them shut and consentrate on the air. A pocket of air caught her a few feet down and held her up in the sky. She looked up to see if the two men had noticed her and to her dismay they had. Both were leaning out of the window and looking straight at her. The younger of the two smiled cruelly and turned to the other.
"Well, she's your daughter," he said, "Mind getting her out of the air?"
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