The River Shade

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
part one.

i started to type it randomly, and i got all part 1 done.
do not know about a part two yet, need to think about it. :)

Submitted: November 06, 2010

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Once upon a time, there lived a curious young boy named Elska. He often wondered about the unexplained world about him. On this individual day, his mother asked him to bring back some water from the canal a mile away from where they lived, so that she can their dinner later.

His mother handed him the worn up old watering pail, and elska went on his way. While he walked down the dust and graveled path, he hummed sweetly to himself, each stride he took was as big as his thoughts. He swung the pail, which was in his right hand, up to the blue cloudless sky, and then back to his lean waist.

He made his way through the emerald thick wooded area; the animals listened as he strolled by humming to himself. They hid, until he passed, then popped out of their hideaways peculiarly watching until he departed from their views.

As he approached the canal, he noticed a lady who was bathing undressed; she was in the canal, waist deep. Her hair was an outlandish tint; it was damp and curly, and fell against her porcelain skin, covering her breast. She leaned a little, while cupping her hands, then splashed the water on her face.

Elska stopped walking almost dropping his mothers worn up old watering pail onto the dirt and graveled path. His face became hot, and he was nervous, he immediately looked away from her, and unsure of what to do next. Unknowingly to him, she was the demigod of the canal, her name was Lumona.

Lumona felt Elska’s presence, yet she ignored him and continues to bathe. Lumona peered over her downy shoulder, and with her sturdy voice spoke to Elska. “Did you come to take my water?” she said. Elska wondered what she intended, and answered timidly staring at his feet. “My mother sent me here to fetch some water for dinner…” he lifts up the old worn watering pale in his right hand to her view.

Lumona frowned. “All humans ever do is take, and take, always asking for things from us, because they are always so unhappy!” she sneered. Lumona was irritated by humans, they always asked, and never apprenticed what they received from the demigods, because she was irritated that individual day more than the others by humans, she decided to punish Elska.

Elska continued looking down at his feet, and let the pail fall to his lean waist. He was unsure why she was so mad, and now started to think to himself that maybe he should just leave her alone, and come back later for the water instead, but it was too late.

Lumona crawled out of the canal, her eyes where now gleaming crimson with rage. Her whole body was now bare as her hair began to rise; a cyclone of air began to revolve around her as she said to Elska who was now terrified “You stupid little human boy! All you humans ever want is something that can never bring you happiness; you become bored, and misuse it! You are a little Insignificant, swelling of flesh!”

Elska dropped the old worn watering pail to his feet, and began to sprint down the dirt and gravel path, petrified and uncertain of what he had done to make her so angry. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” he yelled as he ran from her. Lumona flew behind him, and she reached for him, her once attractive arms, where now creased and discolored, he face became aged, and her eyes began dead and black, she screeched dreadfully, grabbing a hold of his right arm, and jerked him off his feet. “YOU STUPID LITTLE HUMAN BOY!” she kept repeating under her breath, she pierced her nails into Elska’s supple skin, and he screamed.


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