She
imagined a few steps growing from the base, which led to an
elaborate door that suddenly split from the surrounding tree. She
was reminded of the way children played with blocks with the
exception that she was forming and rearranging slivers of wood like
living blocks. The slivers shifted and moved so quickly, it looked
like liquid moving to match the images in her mind.
She saw beautiful pictures take shape in the
door as she willed them to with her mind. The room inside of the
massive trunk was large and spacious, but dark as there were no
windows yet. That is easily remedied, she thought. She
willed the windows to take shape on either side of the door.
Deciding the home should have two floors; stairs began to grow from
the floor reaching a solid piece of tree directly above. When it
reached the ceiling of this room, she shaped a hole where the
stairs led to, causing the wood in the tree to shift and adjust,
moving out of the way, as it had done with the room below. The room
at the top of the stairs, she imagined to be a simple washroom,
complete with windows and a bath. It amazed her, even when she was
simply thinking of all of this, how quickly everything moved and
shifted with her thoughts. If she saw a picture of a rose in the
walls surrounding the room, it suddenly began to take shape and
then was there.
She returned her focus to the room below,
where she thought of large, comfortable beds. The beds, bigger than
she had ever seen, began to grow directly from the floor as the
stairs had done. They were simple structures, four legs and a mat
complete with thousands of leaves on the mat to make it
comfortable. These leaves, protected from the cold outside, stayed
green. Galena thought this would be a good comprise for straw
filled mattresses.
Satisfied with her imagined home, she opened
her eyes and beheld a mighty oak, standing well over three hundred
feet tall and wider than she had ever seen a tree, with a
beautifully decorated door and two windows on either side, directly
in front of her. It was just as she had imagined, and she hadn’t
even broken sweat making it.
Chapter
Nine
Rau stormed around the room, his anger
boiling over. The shadows around him writhed and squirmed every
time he approached. It had been nearly a week and still none of his
torlics had returned. Surely two puny elves and one dying one
couldn’t win against so many of the great brutes. Haulua was
expecting to see the body of the girl elf and so was he. He knew
she had to be dead because he still couldn’t feel her. There was no
way around his marks. Or was there?
Rau grew uneasy as he recalled what Haulua
said about Mira seeming too calm, too at peace with the whole
affair. Had she figured out a way around his marks? Had she freed
this bothersome elf from his chains? No, that couldn’t be possible.
He was Rau, ruler of the entire elf race. He was the one who caused
the elves to fall in the first place. He’d devised a plan that kept
them as slaves and would ultimately finish them altogether. Not
even the gods dared go against him, all except his lord.
His torlics were just having trouble finding
the pesky troublemakers that was all. They were probably hiding and
they had carried the elf girl’s body with them for some sentimental
reasons. He would send more of his forces out and search all of
Tomiro if he had too. No one would rest until the body of Galena
was brought to him.
Rau relaxed and walked over to his throne and
sat down. Yes, they were just hiding as they had been before, but
this time Rau wouldn’t give up so easily. He would even send some
of the narooks as well. It was just a matter of time before he
would be able to make this worthless elf a part of his decorations
at his castle.
Rau pulled the large rope that summoned his
generals. He would instruct them to search all of Tomiro. No place
would be safe until they recovered the bodies of the three elves
who started all of
imagined a few steps growing from the base, which led to an
elaborate door that suddenly split from the surrounding tree. She
was reminded of the way children played with blocks with the
exception that she was forming and rearranging slivers of wood like
living blocks. The slivers shifted and moved so quickly, it looked
like liquid moving to match the images in her mind.
She saw beautiful pictures take shape in the
door as she willed them to with her mind. The room inside of the
massive trunk was large and spacious, but dark as there were no
windows yet. That is easily remedied, she thought. She
willed the windows to take shape on either side of the door.
Deciding the home should have two floors; stairs began to grow from
the floor reaching a solid piece of tree directly above. When it
reached the ceiling of this room, she shaped a hole where the
stairs led to, causing the wood in the tree to shift and adjust,
moving out of the way, as it had done with the room below. The room
at the top of the stairs, she imagined to be a simple washroom,
complete with windows and a bath. It amazed her, even when she was
simply thinking of all of this, how quickly everything moved and
shifted with her thoughts. If she saw a picture of a rose in the
walls surrounding the room, it suddenly began to take shape and
then was there.
She returned her focus to the room below,
where she thought of large, comfortable beds. The beds, bigger than
she had ever seen, began to grow directly from the floor as the
stairs had done. They were simple structures, four legs and a mat
complete with thousands of leaves on the mat to make it
comfortable. These leaves, protected from the cold outside, stayed
green. Galena thought this would be a good comprise for straw
filled mattresses.
Satisfied with her imagined home, she opened
her eyes and beheld a mighty oak, standing well over three hundred
feet tall and wider than she had ever seen a tree, with a
beautifully decorated door and two windows on either side, directly
in front of her. It was just as she had imagined, and she hadn’t
even broken sweat making it.
Chapter
Nine
Rau stormed around the room, his anger
boiling over. The shadows around him writhed and squirmed every
time he approached. It had been nearly a week and still none of his
torlics had returned. Surely two puny elves and one dying one
couldn’t win against so many of the great brutes. Haulua was
expecting to see the body of the girl elf and so was he. He knew
she had to be dead because he still couldn’t feel her. There was no
way around his marks. Or was there?
Rau grew uneasy as he recalled what Haulua
said about Mira seeming too calm, too at peace with the whole
affair. Had she figured out a way around his marks? Had she freed
this bothersome elf from his chains? No, that couldn’t be possible.
He was Rau, ruler of the entire elf race. He was the one who caused
the elves to fall in the first place. He’d devised a plan that kept
them as slaves and would ultimately finish them altogether. Not
even the gods dared go against him, all except his lord.
His torlics were just having trouble finding
the pesky troublemakers that was all. They were probably hiding and
they had carried the elf girl’s body with them for some sentimental
reasons. He would send more of his forces out and search all of
Tomiro if he had too. No one would rest until the body of Galena
was brought to him.
Rau relaxed and walked over to his throne and
sat down. Yes, they were just hiding as they had been before, but
this time Rau wouldn’t give up so easily. He would even send some
of the narooks as well. It was just a matter of time before he
would be able to make this worthless elf a part of his decorations
at his castle.
Rau pulled the large rope that summoned his
generals. He would instruct them to search all of Tomiro. No place
would be safe until they recovered the bodies of the three elves
who started all of
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