A FANTASY TALE: FRIEND BY MOONLIGHT.

in The Ink Well3 years ago (edited)

pexels-photo-6705446.jpeg
Source

The waves of the sea crashed against the sand of the beach. The full moon shone brightly upon the earth illuminating it. A lone island visible to planes up above was thick with the forest and loud with the call of night creatures.

A step, then two, then three, till she fell. Long raven hair covered the exposed back of an unidentified female who laid spineless against the sand. Her face covered but you could see the rose of thorns tattoo largely imprinted on her right shoulder.

"Mmmm."

Discomforted, she turns on her back and a large amount of water escapes her mouth and nose. Her red silk is torn and lays haphazardly on her petite body. She heaves and then inhales a large amount of air.

"Bloody hell". Comes her raspy voice. Rare ruby eyes scan the environment before looking towards the full moon. A grimace followed by a glare at the source of light up above,

"You failed." She mutters before walking towards the direction of the woods like it was her home. Her strides were confident and her eyes were red enough to send a wolf scrambling for the hills.

pexels-photo-3290613.jpeg
Source

The owls hooted, the wolves howled and the insects crawled, yet this woman sat under a large tree totally unperturbed. Her eyes were closed and her breath even that is until...

In a flurry, she moved from her spot, narrowly missing the spear lunged her way. Now in a sturdy position, she eyed her attacker.

A man covered only by a loin cloth approached her like she was a wild animal. She stayed, eyes on his movements.

"Who are you?" His voice was deep and showed no tinge of softness. From his stance and agility, she could tell he was a leader which meant he had people.

Her eyes glanced briefly behind him and caught the sight of a lad hiding behind a tree. The agitated hiss of the man before her told her all she needed to know. This man was protecting family.

"I bring no harm. I encountered a shipwreck and found myself here by some miracle."

The man didn't look convinced. "What is your name?"

"Petal. Petal of the Nines."

At the mention of her clan, the man visibly tensed as though he expected her to attack.

"I don't feed on flesh." She told him even though she doubted that it would alleviate his worry.

"Tell that to the dogs." He spat, "Nines are known for their cruelty and disloyal nature. You are no different."

"Okay. I accept. Then I better be on my way." She turned to leave but was stopped by a pained groan. It wasn't from her attacker but the young lad behind him. By the thin smell of copper, she could tell he had been wounded.

The man had abandoned her to tend to his offspring. All traces of the murderer before her vanished into thin air and replaced with a tender father.

"Hold on Bloom. I'll get you a cure." He cooed.

Petal decided to be of help. She slowly advanced to the duo who immediately tensed. The man was already full spirited and ready to rip her to pieces, his lighted blue orbs said as much.

"I have a cure."

"Don't you dare come any further." The man spat, his eyes vicious. Petal ignored him and focused on the wounded lad who had a deep cut just beneath the ribs.

"He will die. Let me help." She said again.

"It's none of your business. What would you do anyway? This is what happened when we came across your kind. Leave!"

Petal's heart broke for the poor kid that laid barely alive in the arms of his father. She could turn and leave but the young one would not be spared.

"Let me heal him," she got down on her knees before them, "please. If I as much as do anything out of line, you can have my head."

"Pa...pa" the young one called out

The man looked down at his child and back to the untrustworthy stranger. His heart tore in two but as a father, he'd risk his life– even give it– to spare his child this much pain. So he nodded but still kept his gaze firm on her.

Petal heaved a sigh of relief. He did not let prejudice cloud his vision. She reached for a leaf and then began to cast a spell. The moon up above seemed to bleed before the leaf transformed into a flower. The man recognized it as the plant of Loe. The life giving flower. Astonished, he watched this stranger feed his child the plant and minutes later, the wound closed up and color returned to the cheeks of his little boy.

"There we go." She said, lovingly petting the boy on his head. After, she turned to the man who looked at her like he'd found a rare treasure but was still skeptical of what it was.

"I require your assistance," She begun, "I can tell that you habor hatred for my kind and so do I. I have been on a quest to put an end to the cruelty of King Tham of the Nines. My mother, passed on Queen of the Soars gave me this task."

The man looked at her like she'd grown eight heads.

"How can a Queen of Soars give birth to a Nine?"

"My mother had a love affair with Tham's brother. The same one he murdered. I am a product of that affair. Half Nine, Half Soar. My warriors were all murdered by Tham's assassins. I was able to escape and found this place. Please. Help me."

Nines were known for their night vision and Soars for their healing ability. Her eyes gave the identity of a Nine and the healing testified she was indeed a Soar. But he couldn't trust her.

"I don't even know you. How would I just jump at what you've said? I have kept my people safe for years away from Tham and his take over regime. You think I would put all that on the line for you? A stranger?"

"I have a plan. I still have resources. I just want a commander."

"And what gives you the idea that I am one?"

"Your strength. Your ferocity. Your bravado."

"Woman, I am not helping you. Thanks for the antidote."

With that said, The man turned and left with his son safely tucked in his arms. Petal watched him go and didn't bother stopping him. Yes she helped him but she did so from her heart. He wasn't obliged to pay back.

With a sigh of regret, she got to her feet and moved to her former position under the tree. The spear now her companion.

•••••••••••••

Her eyelids drooped with sleep. She was exhausted and hungry. Maybe she should sleep for a while...

The snap of a twig immediately sharpened her senses. On her feet, she expertly held the spear in the direction of the sound.

"You seem to know the way of weapons." The familiar voice said.

"You..." She was a bit surprised.

"Yes. Me. I brought food." With that, the man from earlier presented a feast to her which she devoured within seconds.

While she relaxed for her food to digest, he spoke...

"I am Viko. A native of the Brawns."

"Yes. I could tell. Your features are all human."

"Ever since the Nines takeover and humans declared food, I and my people hid here. By some miracle we were never discovered. Until now..."

There was a moment of silence.

"I'll help."

Petal was now dumbstruck. "What changed your mind?"

"My people. If we don't end this, sooner or later we'd be found. I mean you have and so did the villain that hurt my son."

"Thank you". Petal said grateful

"Let's get you to meet my people shall we?"

He stood and offered her a hand, she took it. And right there, by the light of the moon, a beautiful friendship blossomed amidst the chaos. A friendship that would later grow to something...more.

Sort:  

This was fabulous. You had me gripped from start to finish...and the way you managed the balance between tension and tenderness was sublime. Wonderfully told and an excellent response to the prompt. Loved it! 💥💖

Sammy! 😩. Thank you very much dear. I really appreciate that you took time to look at my prompt. Thank you so much

Absolutely sublime Dera!

Everything about this story speaks brilliance. The detailed imagery, the otherworldly atmosphere and setting, the clever dialogues, the ever so interesting plot, and the likable characters all combined for a beautiful fiction.

You know if this was not just another entry for the prompt, I would've advised that you make a whole book out of this! It was that good. I enjoyed every bit of it.

But hold on... are you saying petal got married to that leader man? If so, then that's quite the meet-cute.

Ah... if only the SATs could adapt more interesting stories like this toits EBRW section, then perhaps more of the Test takers would pass... Lol :)

I am totally speechless right now. Thank you so much for your encouraging words. It's comments like these that keep me going 😖. I really appreciate it.

What's EBRW and SATs? Forgive my lack of knowledge 😁

are you saying petal got married to that leader man?

Well I left that to the imagination of the readers but I'd like to think they ended up together.

Oh, it's my absolute pleasure.

Also, the SAT is just an acronym for Scholastic Aptitude Test. It's an exam most Highschool students take in order to get into college. Especially colleges in the US.

And EBRW simply stands for Evidence based reading and writing. It's simply just a section in the Test. There are two sections involved in the SAT namely: the Math section and the EBRW section. Hope that clears it all up.

And P.S in my imagination. They live for many years and have many children until she dies in the great battle. Hey, you gotta tragedy at some point. Makes for a juicy plot :)

I know right? I hope to write a tragic ending sometime. It'll be helluva twist.

I take it you're not Nigerian?

Deraaa! I’m screaming right now, like wow 😯.. how can one write this good. When are you launching that book don’t tell me you’re not planning to soon.

I don't plan on making this a book at all. Lol. This was an inspiration i got from listening to a song while depressed. So it's not a book.

Not a book about this story.. but a book as a whole.. your writing skill is great I must say..

Thank you my beloved 😩

The beautiful relation of friendship was formed under the moonlight, this story is amazingly written. I like the name Petal of the Nines.

I like it too. Thank you so much for taking the time to read ❤️


The rewards earned on this comment will go directly to the person sharing the post on Twitter as long as they are registered with @poshtoken. Sign up at https://hiveposh.com.

Oh, I smell something more than friendship hehe. You have captured my imagination and brought me to the woods. Brilliant!

Thank your very much 😃

Dera. This is wonderful.

I read with rapt attention. You're so detailed.

The unfortunate situation, led to a bond.

Yea. Thanks so much for reading. I appreciate it

You're welcome. I totally enjoyed reading through.

You painted a great image with words. This is beautiful dear

Thank you very much. U really appreciate it

It is a pleasure to read your story. A writer who enjoys writing...this is evidently you. A writer who gets lost in the narrative, and at the same time manages to construct a cohesive tale that carries the reader away. You give us details, character, scene. Very good writing.

Thank you for sharing this well-crafted, enjoyable story with the Ink Well community. We very much appreciate that you have engaged with other writers.

Keep writing. We look forward to reading!

Thank you so very much. I do love writing and the @theinkwell has given me an outlet. God willing, I'll create more stories and engage more people. Thank you again ❤️

What a wonderful exploration of the "under the light of the moon" prompt, @deraaa. Your story is suspenseful and well-written. And you've done a nice job of creating a believable other world.

Thank you so much. I really appreciate your kind words. ❤️

A bad friend is easy to get but a good friend is hard to get....

Wonderful take on the prompt ✔️💯

Yes. Thank you very much for your input. Friendship can be seen from various perspective as told by the story...😃

Congratulations, @deraaa! This story has been selected for the latest edition of our weekly short story highlights: https://peakd.com/hive-170798/@theinkwell/the-ink-well-highlights-magazine-37-r67be3. Well done!

Thank you so much 😩😩😩❤️

Oh I really like this Deraaa, it kept me captivated all the way through. Lovely details throughout, well done 🙂

Muchas gracias amigo. I'm really grateful