Story fun- Please add to this story I started it and lost all inspiration help
I Originally titled it "CONNECTIONS"
The golden sunlight dripped though the trees bathing everything in a rich honeyed glow. It was beautiful here. She could smell the heavy scent of roses and feel the velvet carpet of grass beneath her feet. She felt safe and protected.
There was another presence here in this garden with her she could feel him some where beside her and she welcomed him. How long they sat there she couldn’t say, they spoke nothing aloud and yet there was a bond there pulsing between them tenuous but clear.
She turned her head slight trying to see who it was that sat with her. Just as she turned she felt a tugging on her soul something trying to pull her away from the garden. She resisted not wanting to leave this haven, but the pull was insistent and began to grow stronger. She reached out for her companion and in that moment caught a glimpse of eyes only the eyes and the impression of a symbol that was very important to him.
“Kari!” she felt herself being shaken gently “Karistan come on now please open your eyes”
Reluctantly Karistan opened her eyes she wanted to ask why she had been taken away from the garden but she couldn’t seem to formulate the words. There was a dull throbbing in the back of her skull and for a moment she couldn’t remember where she was or even who she was.
“Wha-what happened?” Kari shook her head trying to clear it and then clutched at her head as the movement sparked a sharper pain
“There now lady easy you’ve had a bit of a fall” the voice was low and smooth Kari turned and saw a tall slender man with very dark skin in robes she remembered marked him as a healer. The other person in the room was a plump matronly figure dressed in servant livery.
“Salara? What happened?” Kari felt very dazed she could still remember the garden vividly and her room seemed a pale shade compared to that memory. Salara started to bustle around the room in her motherly fashion
“You took a tumble dear, something spooked that demon you call a horse and he threw you.”
Kari concentrated for a moment and though she could remember going to the stables that morning with the plan to exercise her prize stallion she had no memory of the fall. “Is Belsathe ok?”
“Trust you to think of that monster before yourself” Salara’s tone fully conveyed what she thought of the horse “Well he’s fine though if were up to me he would be destroyed he is want you named him Kari a menace”
Kari smiled the familiar nagging easing her mind, her old nurse would never act like this if something were seriously wrong so the fall must indeed have been a mild one.
Turning her attention back to the other occupant of the room she asked “How long must I remain in bed Master Ghallen?”
He smiled at her “Well the fall caused no major injuries, but as you were unconscious for quite I bit longer than I would expect from such a minor bump I would like you to remain in your room resting for the remainder of the day. You need not confine yourself to bed but I would ask that you do nothing strenuous.”
Kari nodded her compliance. She didn’t like the idea but Ghallen had know her since birth he and Salara we’re the only people in her life she couldn’t charm, wheedle, command, or bully into anything. They were more mother and father to her than her actual parents.
Kari and her parents had never understood each other and so when they saw each other it was more like a meeting between overly polite acquaintances rather than family. Her parents could never understand her need to be outdoors, and they feared her talent with earth magic and by extension her talent with horses.
Kari for her part could not understand their need to be in the City, their love of intrigue, or what Kari saw as a dangerous desire to play politics at the King’s Court. They lived separate lives and tried to stay out of each others way unless duty demanded a public family appearance.
“Alright Master Ghallen I shall be virtuous and stay in my rooms resting for the remainder of today. I may be up and about tomorrow correct?”
“If my lady you show no other signs of pain or injury, then yes you may go back to your routine on the morrow” Ghallen bowed and gathered up his healers kit “I shall leave you to your rest Lady”
Salara took over from there bustling Kari out of her riding leathers and into a silk lounging robe. Salara began to chatter about household gossip and other things of little importance.
Kari only half listened she made the appropriate responses but her thoughts were on the garden she had been in before she had awakened and the person who was there with her.
She knew it should merely be dismissed as a fantasy brought on by her injury but it had felt so real and solid that she just couldn’t shake the image. She moved to her desk and grabbed a piece of foolscap trying to sketch the image that had flashed just before she had opened her eyes.
It was an emblem of some sort she was sure but not one she had ever seen before. A white background surmounted by a black tower above a blue chevron. Well if her garden companion was real and not the first signs of insanity he was not from this land. She had spent countless boring hours as a child memorizing the banners of every noble in the land great and small and she knew without a doubt that this was not one of them.
Kari leaned back in her chair the only other thing she could recall were his eyes they had been full of mystery and shadows and the color of them was truly unique for one eye was black as a moonless night and the other a grey tinged green like a distant field on a misty morning Tiring of Salara’s ceaseless chatter Kari sent her off for a light lunch as she continued to stare blindly out of her window continuing to question if her vision had been real.
I have come to the conclusion that one useless man is called a disgrace, that two are called a law firm and that three or more become a Congress -John Adams
Treason is a charge created by winners as an excuse to hang the losers --Benjamin Franklin