finely the first part of the second story
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Ali was laying on a feild of grass in a garden surrounding. She layed there, feeling at the moment, at peace. Something about the surroundings was sootheing, and familer. Like she had seen this place before. She sighed in contentment when she heard her name being called.
" Ali."
Ali sat up slowly, as if not beliveing she heard her name at all.
" Ali."
There it was again. This time Ali was sure she heard her name. She got up and looked around. Thats when she spotted the shiloutette on the hill. Though the shape was somewhat blotchy Ali could make out the shilouteette to be a mudokon. At least she thought it was.
" Ali." said the figure again in a female voice. " Come to me my little one."
" Who are you?"
The figure didn't anwser, only outstreched her hand towards Ali. Ali looked unsure at the hand. She wasn't sure what to make of this at all. The figure seemed nice enough .Strange,but nice. Ali wasn't sure she wanted to take her hand though.
" It's o.k, Take my hand. I won't hurt you. I would never hurt you."
Ali couldn't help but notice the loveing tone in her voice. After a few minutes of thinking Ali decided it was safe to take the strangers hand. Slowly she edged her hand to the figures. The figure was patient, not makeing a move at hurry Ali along. Ali finely clamped her hand onto the strangers. All at ounce a warm wave of peace washed over her. A feeling she had not had since she was a child with her father.
" I know you." Ali gasped. " I don't know who exactly you are but i know you."
Ali could tell the figure was smileing at her. A kind, loveing smile. Ali couldn't help but smile back.
Suddenly the world began to shake. The figure was forced to let go of Ali's hand as it suddenly screamed and disappeared.
" NO! Come back!" Ali cried. Despite her calling the figure didn't return, even when the shakeing stopped.
"Please,come back." Ali whispered. Nothing. Suddenly the world around her turned cold, cold enough to make her shiver. She then noticed another presence. She turned to face the new figure, this one she could not make out.
" You belong to me Ali." The figure hissed before Ali could say anything.
" What?" Ali managed to stammer.
" No matter what you do or where you go you'll never escape me." The figure reached out it's hand as well.
" Why don't you make it easy on yourself and come with me."
Ali backed away. The scene around her was that of decay as the flowers and grass began to die and the sky turned dark.
"Stay away!" she screamed and ran. She ran as fast as he legs could carry her. No matter how fast she ran she could not rid herself of the chilly feeling going down her back. She kept running untill she got a stich in her side and she had to stop. She was still panting for air when she felt a clawed hand on her shoulder.
Ali woke up screaming and imedditly punched the being who had his hand on her shoulder.
"OW!" Zander yelled,holding his throbbing face. " What the hell was that for?"
" Oh..Zander. It's just you." Ali said in relief ounce she realized he was there.
" Do you always hit people who try to wake you up?" Zander asked, removeing his hands from his face.
" Sorry about that. It's just I was haveing a bad dream and well, lets say you picked the wrong time to touch my shoulder."
" Is that it? Well in case you have another nightmare i'm getting Oron to wake you up from now on."
Ali couldn't help but giggle at this. Zander put on a look of mock anger.
" Oh, so my pains funny now?"
" Yes, yes it is."
Zander said nothing. He merely scrunched up his face tentcles in a good natured smile and walked away towards Oron who was cooking some food over a small campfire.
"Hows the grub?" She asked, following after Zander.
" Fine. I just finished cooking it."
" Finely" Zander grumbled. " I'm hungrey."
The three began to eat in silence. Ali stole a glance over to Zander. He was stuffing the food into his face tenctles. What Zander had in that mass of tenctles Ali wasn't sure she wanted to know. When they finely finished eating Oron stood up.
" Well, better pack up. We should get some distince behind us."
" Why hurry?" asked Zander. " It's not like we know where the lost city is."
" True. But i don't like to be i none place for long. That means more chance of sligs..well, other sligs, comeing upon us."
Ali shrugged.
" makes sense to me."
so the group packed up and set off.
journeys and meetings
