Sunday, November 13, 2005

   Chapter 16: Call to the People (part 3)
By the time night fell, their clothes were dry and the sky was beginning to clear. Stars twinkled down on them through breaks in the clouds, and the blue moon cast an unsteady light upon the mountains.
Despite everything, the kids bathed in the beauty of the stars. Their stomachs felt as empty as their hearts; so much so that even the simple, gently sparking lights were like tiny specks of hope. Solefully, they looked at the glittering water of the river, so terribly empty and clear, having washed away all last remnants of the fight.
After many, many hours, a single voice finally broke through the wall of silence. It was Lucifer.
“What do we do now?” he said, gazing with concern upon Aurora’s pale face. Drawn suddenly out of their own thoughts, the kids of the Caravan turned to look at him, turned into ghosts by the light of the moon. Lucifer was growing impatient, and with his impatience came anger. “What the hell do we do now?!” he cried, more loudly.
“We don’t do anything,” Nomei retorted, coming nearer to him in the darkness. “We can’t do anything. There’s no way to contact anyone: we have no pseudodragons or any way to send a message by flight or magic. We have no boats.”
“We cannot cross the mountains,” Sharp put in. “We do not know the way, nor do we have any supplies for the treacherous journey. For us to have any chance to survive, we will need to treck along the river to the best of our ability. It will be slow, since we’ll need to hunt for ourselves as well. Two weeks at least, I’m guessing.”
“No!” Lucifer yelled, his anger finally getting the better of him. “We can’t do that!! Aurora will be dead by then!”
Sharp’s voice became as hard as the stone of the cliffs. “She will left behind, Lucifer,” he stated, his eyes seeming to glow coldly in the dark.
Lucifer’s mouth did not seem to find any words to his statement for an entire minute. Then, suddenly, he began to swear madly, his rage drowning all rational thought. His anger turned him into a demon.
He fell upon Sharp so rapidly that nobody had a chance to react. With his bare hands, he tore the red armor off the angel and smashed every part of Sharp’s body that he could find. Nomei tried to get a grip on him, but he spun around and his fist met the side of her face with a sickening sound.
The kids stared, disturbed. Lucifer’s dark eyes seemed to have turned black.
Lucifer, spoke a silent voice around them all. The black-winged angel stopped suddenly, surprised by the voice in his head. He looked around himself, trying to make sense of what had happened. Somehow, his eyes became locked to a place in the shadows of the forest. He couldn’t look away.
That’s enough, Lucifer, said the voice.
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