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Posted on April 14, 2019 at 11:05:27 PM by eurig
Eurig Do something once it’s an adventure, do something three times and you were starting to form a habit. Each time Eurig left the streets of Oliford and into the surrounding wood something happened and he swore he wouldn’t go again, that was until next time. But third time's the charm isn’t it? It was his second outing without his best friend Xebyni who was preoccupied with the baker's wife and her learnings in the arts of fabricing, or however you’d put it. Eurig’s large golden eyes still laid on a prize that was years away, a shop of their own when they were old enough to own one. And his stock of the earthly supplies was growing frugally bare. This endeavor wasn’t premeditated, it was essential and increasing in urgency with every passing day. He had no other choice, he told himself. So he trampled through the now familiar farm lands until he reached the thick forest that skirted it which lacked that same familiarity. Every time he’d find something he hadn’t the last, a new species of animal he’d never seen, a boy to save, ghosts and ghouls to fight off (or more accurately run from), or to be labeled as a thief. This would be different, this time he wouldn’t be and couldn’t be distracted. Light beamed through the branches of the canopy above him, the soft hum of insects, the calls of birds as they took off into the sky, all brought a sudden calmness to him. As loud as the streets of Oliford were, this place somehow felt quieter and louder at the same time. It was just different. Ruby hopped ahead, leaping over a fallen log as Eurig climbed over it, almost getting his food caught between the rot. Aneira, as usual, grumbled and hissed the whole way behind him. Eurig has almost begged her to say behind, too keen on trying to get things done in an efficient and timely manner, but he found her ramblings rather soothing and helped keep his mind away from darker thoughts of the unknown. Deeper and deeper the traveled, the well groomed path became entangled, messy, and overgrown. Thick with foliage and damn near impassable. But Ruby persisted. The awkward ostrich had her head slung low and followed her instincts to wherever it was she was taking them. This was always the best part, the bird often found some pretty amazing things hidden deep in the strangest territories. He’d grown quicker and more agile and now easily snatched it up right before she consumed it. He’d give her the poorer objects not worthy of being made into his precious jewelry to consume. If he hadn’t done that, he’d feared she’d leave him, and she was his greatest prize of all. Ruby didn’t blink when she entered a cave they unexpectedly and abruptly stumbled upon, but he hesitated. Stuck at the mouth of it, the ridges of the opening looked like teeth and the cave the waiting jaws of a monster forever hungry. He could hear the echoes of water dripping off the ends of stalactites from within, the rumbles of its hungry belly. He cupped his hands over his mouth, hesitating before he called, “Ruby?” A question that never drew an answer. He didn’t dare enter, fear rooted his feet on the rocky outcrop at its entrance, his hands trembled slightly nothing from within the cave answered save from the dripping from within. Sucking in another breathe, he called again, this time a little louder, her name trembling off his lips, “Ruby?” The darkness from cavern seemed to swirl into its nothingness, a void of emptiness. He swallowed, surely Ruby had been eaten. | |
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