Rhylie’s Chronicle Part Two

Rhylie’s Chronicle

The Law of Thr33s
Part Two

        We stated that the young Elf and Addy were not unnoticed in the Land. They went even less unnoticed after their first meeting. And now we pose two questions. First, we said their meeting was a chance meeting.
Was it really chance? Was it only coincidence? We believe not, although at this point in time we don’t know who could be “pulling the strings” or what force could possibly control events of such import.
       Next, who is doing the “noticing” ? We know the answer and it is forthcoming.
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      The next day, Addy waited and waited, all the while entertaining herself by “finding new music within herself” and by inventing new defensive and offensive movements and tactics with her walking staff, which she also fancied as a fighting staff. Elf was frustrated in his attempts to “jump” to Addy, for there was a disturbance in the magical force which controlled the portal and he kept getting stuck in an underground room with four levers and spat back out exactly where he began . It was as though someone was actively working to prevent his use of the portal.
     “Nahhh,” he thought. I’m only being silly. “I’ll sneak back tomorrow and fool that darned portal.”
      The next day, as dawn broke, he stood before the portal after using his best blending-in techniques to make his way through the forest. He was barely visible as he studied the portal from a short distance. Suddenly he bolted forward and dove through the purple air, tucking and rolling and jumping to his feet in one smooth motion as his Fighting Arts teacher had taught him to do.
     “That does come in handy, ” he thought as he felt annoyed at himself for openly calling that accomplished elf his “farts teacher”. He would have to make amends for his insolence at his next lesson.
      He was in Kandarin again, at last! Quickly, he made his way to Addy’s clearing and arrived as the sun began to warm the air and the flowers began to open. Birds were singing everywhere for it was springtime in the Land. Honey bees began to visit every flower. But Addy wasn’t there. His heart sank when he realized that it might be that she had given up on him ever returning, but he decided to wait. He amused himself by following the honeybees back to the hole in their hollow tree where he imitated his Survival Arts instructor by lighting a bunch of damp grass and confusing the bees with smoke while he held onto the trunk of the tree with his legs. Then, he reached into the hole and brought out a chunk of honeycomb.
     He broke-fast eating some of the honey while sitting on Addy’s flat rock. Soon, he noticed a cup-shaped depression in the rock. In the cup lay two half-dried three-leafed clovers. He pondered the meaning of his find staring intently into the cup.
Hiiiiii yaaaaaaaaa!   Someone had jumped into the clearing, which surprised and startled him so badly that he tumbled backwards off the rock. When he peeked over the edge he saw Addy doubled over with laughter.
      “You aren’t the only stealthy one in the woods, elf.” she chortled.
      Red-faced, he said “I knew you were there all the time. I was just fakin’.”
      ” I believe you.” she stated with her eyes wide open, in mock agreement.
       At that, they both bent over double with laughter. He gave her the rest of the honey and enjoyed watching her lick her fingers. They talked of the clovers, and how she had waited, and how he had fooled the portal. They talked at length and sang. They explored Kandarin, staying out of sight most of the time. They played “Mock Battles”, and chased unicorns, and rolled down grassy hills until dusk.
      “I should go.” He said looking at his toes.
      ” I’m not going home.” she stated, looking at hers. “There’s nothing for me there. I brought food and blankets. Stay, please, I’m a little afraid to be alone.”
       He swallowed, “I’ve been thinking the same thing. There’s nothing at that house for me……but I’m not afraid and I don’t need a blanket.”
      They ate bread and cheese. They told stories. They watched the stars. They listened to insects and frogs chirping. They got sleepy and found a dense copse of trees with thick grass behind the rock.
       “It still gets chilly at night.” she stated, holding out a blanket.
      “Nahhhh, thank you, I’ll be ok.” He smiled.
      They lay down a distance apart and each said “Goodnight”. Just before Elflen went to sleep, he thought he heard something. He did hear something, for his elf senses were acute. But the sounds were too subtle to recognize……

     ”Heersss our chanccce to do them innn,” something whispered.
      “Hold, you idiottt,” hissed the reply. “The bosss says only watchhh themmm. He needsss to destroy the the powerrr of the Prophesssy. The Three could end all his deliciousss planss of painnn and misssery for the Land. I know you sssay thessse are but two, and two too young, but the bosss sssaysss!”

It seems all their laughter, singing, and happiness had indeed roused interest…..