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02-24-2014, 11:01 AM
come on, come on, put your hands into the fire
For several nights leading up to their ‘escape’, Kasi had not been able to sleep for excitement. They would have left sooner if it were up to her, but Malaika was wise in cautioning her. And they did not know when they would be able to make it back to the warm meadow that hosted their family – it would be better to enjoy what time they had left. She had a hard time believing in forever, young as she was. Her entire life spanned before her, there was plenty of time to make a trip here and there.
And when the night finally came, she could barely stand still – almost waking up everyone with a whicker of impatience. But they made it out, taking off as silently as possible. For the first while, she often looked over their shoulder to see if they were being followed, but there was no sign of their father. If anyone had been awake, they would not have missed them – the twin sisters did not exactly fade well into shadows. With large, feathered wings and coats of yellow and white gold, they shone like the sun underneath the moon. Not literal gold of course, but Kasi rather liked to think that they were more than just shades of champagne and dun.
She often wondered if they should have just told their parents about their plans… but there was always the chance that they would be told ‘no’ and that was not a risk either of them were willing to take.
It took longer than they had thought, but really it wasn’t too long at all. And now they were here – maybe. It certainly looked like the forest that had been described to them. After an easy landing, during which she turned a blind eye to her white-gold sister’s difficulty, she took a good look at what lay before them.
Well, if this was what Helovia was like, Kasi had half a mind to turn right around. But the other half was already excited – this forest felt like something new, something they had never experienced before. She did not focus on the chilling feeling, the sense that there was darkness. And though she could feel the excitement already, she couldn’t help that underwhelmed feeling.
And she wasn’t alone. Malaika may not have blurted out that this place did not seem much better, but Kasi knew her twin well enough to know she wasn’t alone in that thought. “Certainly doesn’t look like much, does it?” Kasi was not impressed, and it showed in her tone. All the stories they had received when their brother and his ‘girlfriend’ had come home for a visit – and this was it? A gloomy forest? “Trust your brother to become fascinated with a place like this.” It was a habit of hers to assign their family members to someone else when they had done something she wasn’t particularly fond of: ‘your brother told us about this horrid place; your father told me off for telling your niece a horror story again.’ As if Malaika were responsible for his actions, when Kasi knew very well that Malaika had not known anything more about this place than she had.
She followed her twin through the trees until they came to a small clearing and stopped beside her once more – extending a wing slightly to shake out the twigs that had wedged themselves between her amber and cream feathers. At least here they could breathe a little better without the constant pressure of the trees around them. “I suppose so. It couldn’t hurt – I don’t fancy getting lost.”
And when the night finally came, she could barely stand still – almost waking up everyone with a whicker of impatience. But they made it out, taking off as silently as possible. For the first while, she often looked over their shoulder to see if they were being followed, but there was no sign of their father. If anyone had been awake, they would not have missed them – the twin sisters did not exactly fade well into shadows. With large, feathered wings and coats of yellow and white gold, they shone like the sun underneath the moon. Not literal gold of course, but Kasi rather liked to think that they were more than just shades of champagne and dun.
She often wondered if they should have just told their parents about their plans… but there was always the chance that they would be told ‘no’ and that was not a risk either of them were willing to take.
It took longer than they had thought, but really it wasn’t too long at all. And now they were here – maybe. It certainly looked like the forest that had been described to them. After an easy landing, during which she turned a blind eye to her white-gold sister’s difficulty, she took a good look at what lay before them.
Well, if this was what Helovia was like, Kasi had half a mind to turn right around. But the other half was already excited – this forest felt like something new, something they had never experienced before. She did not focus on the chilling feeling, the sense that there was darkness. And though she could feel the excitement already, she couldn’t help that underwhelmed feeling.
And she wasn’t alone. Malaika may not have blurted out that this place did not seem much better, but Kasi knew her twin well enough to know she wasn’t alone in that thought. “Certainly doesn’t look like much, does it?” Kasi was not impressed, and it showed in her tone. All the stories they had received when their brother and his ‘girlfriend’ had come home for a visit – and this was it? A gloomy forest? “Trust your brother to become fascinated with a place like this.” It was a habit of hers to assign their family members to someone else when they had done something she wasn’t particularly fond of: ‘your brother told us about this horrid place; your father told me off for telling your niece a horror story again.’ As if Malaika were responsible for his actions, when Kasi knew very well that Malaika had not known anything more about this place than she had.
She followed her twin through the trees until they came to a small clearing and stopped beside her once more – extending a wing slightly to shake out the twigs that had wedged themselves between her amber and cream feathers. At least here they could breathe a little better without the constant pressure of the trees around them. “I suppose so. It couldn’t hurt – I don’t fancy getting lost.”
KASIMIRA
