Action Adventure / Chapter One: To the Hills we run, in Hill Dwellers we become. (EDITED)
To the Hills we run, in Hill Dwellers we become.
Time went far to fast; I don’t think I can still remember what happened. Only a few things would pop up from my memory when something had jolted it in reminder. I remember flashes of my parents panicking, grabbing as much as they could and yelling things from across the room. They were telling me where to meet, what to pack and where to go. Most of all;
“Don’t panic honey! Its going to be ok.” My father was saying to me with both hands on my shoulders.
“I’m not.” I reminded him. But that didn’t help.
I looked to the stairs to see my mother running down with only two suitcases.
“What are you doing?” I asked in amazement.
My mother could never go away with out at lest three suit cases to herself.
“Thats all we can afford to take with us.” Mum replied
I stood there taking in everything. I looked at my father and noticed that he was wearing his leather boots that he only wore when we went to our farm. He also wore a thick skivvy and a rough woolen jersey.
“Are you going to the farm?” I wondered.
I over looked my mother wearing similar clothes; not much make-up, her soft blond hair tied back and her sturdy farm shoes on.
“Yes dear we are, we need to get as far away from the city as we can.” She tried to put on a reassuring smile.
When I saw that smile it was then I really started to worry. Those where the smiles that meant that mum was really scared but was trying to be brave about it. I looked to the chandelier in the main hall way to see the light slightly flickering.
“Its starting.” My father said also looking at the lights.
“Come dear, we better get on the move now.” My mother said on the way to the front door.
I Started to get frustrated, confused and worried.
“What do you mean?!” I said starting to raise my voice.
My Father dropped his suitcase and pointed to the lights.
“The pulses in the electricity is going to get weaker by the hours, meaning when it blanks out longer its closer to shutting down.” He looked back at me.
“Do you understand?” He said seriously.
I looked at him, then the light and then at the door way.
“ I do. I go back to the flat, grab my things and then head to the farm.” I nodded back at him and started to head off.
“Arh doll!” I herd Dad call after me.
“Yer Dad?” I said while spinning around; creating my long brown hair to flick around my neck and face.
“ I love you. And be safe.” He said gently.
He gave me a loving kiss and a comforting hug that made me more determined to get things done.
“Ok Dad!” I smiled and sneaked another kiss on the cheek then dashed for my car.
It was a strong memory that I clung onto as if it would be the only thing to keep me alive. It even seemed that it was one of the things keeping me alive.
“Hey Sophie we gotta get back on the move .”
I looked up from the ground to see Adam towering over me. I nodded in understanding and rose to my feet. I could see through the thick mist clouds all the horses saddled and lined up ready to go. The clinkering of the saddles and the heavy breathing of the horses was a soothing sound; sounded like home to me. I found my horse amongst the others; he was getting agitated and hitting the ground with his powerful hooves; the thudding beneath my feet was another reminder. A reminder of all the years I had put in training this horse, all the power he had gained. A true stallion. A prime of its breed. I patted his familiar black silk that lay across the horse that i knew so well. I whispered reassuring words in his ear to help him calm, then saddled upon his back.
“Hacht!” I herd form up front. It was a signal to move. It was moving on once again and like all the times before and the times to come.
I quickly noticed that not everyone was here, but it only took a well known whistle for the missing member to appear form the shadows amongst the thick native bush.
“ There you are.” I said to my best friend.
Daetona bolted for the horse and leaped on the back where there was a thick leather patch behind the saddle that I had placed for the dog. It seemed to work for both dog and horse because nether seem to be bothered by each other and had become good companions.
Horses were the only way of transportation now, unless you had a way of finding petrol. But that was far to dangerous now with different tribes dealing and fighting over it. I still remember the feeling of being behind a steering wheel.
I switched in to fourth gear and flew down the narrow streets like a bored boy racer. I knew that the main roads would be packed with everyday traffic and either way I couldn’t give a toss if I got a ticket or not.
‘It wasn’t like it would matter in a couple of hours anyway?’ I thought.
I laughed at the many rebellious thoughts that came to my mind because nothing mattered anymore. It had only taken another five minutes of speeding until I got to my destination. I dropped down a few gears and then swerved into the over grown drive way. I could feel the adrenaline starting to pump through my vein’s.
The hills stood silent, the trees watched secretively and the wind whispered quietly to us. It was another soundless travel to our next destination. The low misty clouds were thick; only letting us see a few meters ahead of ourselves. The air was damp and smelt of moss and dirt. Native birds perched up on moss covered trees; watching down on us to see a strange group of creatures traveling through. The birds out classed us with their amazing outfits. The Tui with his structured posture sat there with his chest puffed out and looking down over his polished black beck. Silky black feathers with teal rippling through covered over his beautifully shaped body. And just under his beck perched on his high raised chest sat a distinctive white tuft of feathers. Their songs sound perfectly written, creating a intricate song for Kings and Queens.
I smiled at the sound of his music.
I looked to my left and noticed quick movement through the branches of a small well covered tree.
I glared at the tree for only a moment to realize it was a small fantail flickering through the branches. A supreme aerial gymnast of all birds in the native forest. The bird was small and round, with an amazing sized tail; Fanning it out to keep its balance while making fast moving tricks through the trees, which was hard to keep a steady eye on. The feathers were colored with earthy greens and muddy browns, all to help blend in with their surroundings.
I sat there for a moment on the saddle. Feeling the rocking of the horse as he moved; watching the native bush roll slowly by and thought of the life i had lost over the past few years. I tried to avoid these moments for they brought out the deepest pain that I tried to keep hidden for so long. I could quickly feel the tight ball in my throat swell up. So I swallowed hard, tightened the buckle on my leathered jacket that lay around my waist and tried to think of other things. I was told to try not think of the past but look towards the future. But I found it so hard when it was the past that had painted my future so dark.
I ran inside in search of things that I couldn’t think of. Scanning my eyes furiously around my unclean flat wondering what the heck I was going to grab. All I was thinking at the time was how amped I felt and how loud I was breathing. This wasn’t doing any help at all except leaving my mind blank.
“Room!” was all I could manage to say in this time of need. It was also the first sign of madness since I had started talking to myself. I wasn’t surprise. I already knew I was crazy.
So I dashed off to my room and stood in the doorway in despair. My room was a complete and utter bombshell and I knew it was going to take me hours to find the right clothes. So it resulted to me grabbing piles of clothes and throwing them out the door and into the hallway. Moments went passed when I had finally realized that this wasn’t also a good idea. I had to start thinking clearly and not act hysterical.So I imitated the whole yoga breathing in and out deal for a couple of seconds and could soon feel my brain coming back to me.
You need to log in to urbis or create an urbis account to review this writing.
Reviews
Sort Reviews by Newest | Oldest | Highest Quality | Lowest Quality | Newest Comments |
This 104 word review has not been unlocked.
This 169 word review has not been unlocked.
This 271 word review has not been unlocked.
This 145 word review has not been unlocked.
This 86 word review has not been unlocked.
Your prose if very good and rather poetic. My problem is what seemed like a jumping back and forth in time. There needs to be a better way for the read to tell what is happening. I wasn’t sure if we went forward or backward.
“The clinkering of the saddles” should be ‘clinking.’
“how amped I felt” I don’t feel ‘amped’ is a good word choice here. To me, amped means “increased” or “made louder.”
“My room was a complete and utter bombshell” I think you mean your room looked like a bomb went of in it.
Other than that you have the start of a very exciting story. You just need to find a way to make it read smooth.
- add/view comments (0)
Showing 1 - 6 of 6
Review item
Add to faves
GENERAL
REVIEW QUEUE
Ratings & Rankings
