*Note: There are now 6 races, not
5. Introducing the Morie. Forest. Woot! This is what happens when we change
first drafts.
He felt bad for her, sitting
alone as she stared at the walls surrounding them. Neither of them had been
allowed to be away from the fortress since they were brought here as babies. It
was too dangerous. Too many factions wanted them dead. So they stayed here.
Hidden. Guarded. Imprisoned. But she was just a little girl. He stopped
himself. She’d scream at him if she could hear his thoughts right now. She’d
just turned fifteen. She was becoming the queen her people needed. But he
couldn’t help but still see glimpses of the child he’d grown up with. Always
clinging to his hand, hiding behind him. He could still remember those big
silver eyes looking up at him and the thumb in her mouth.
Now she didn’t touch him, but her
eyes followed him. Always making sure he was near. He’d never admit it, but he
relied on her just as much. She was the only one who got it, who understood
what it was like to be a half breed. She was his only friend.
He sighed, realizing that Arif
was right, and that he was the only one who could talk to her about it. She was
too old to still be doing this.
He walked over to her, leaning
against the rock next to her. She jumped a little, but formed her face back
into a frown. He bit his tongue to keep himself from smiling. “I know what you’re
going to say, Saturn. You and Arif should save your breath.”
“Says the girl who is pouting to
get out of class.”
“Hauke class.” She said, glaring
at him.
“If you would just allow yourself
to explore the Hauke in you then I wouldn’t have scared you. You would have
known I was coming.”
She rolled her eyes, dropping the
pretense of her frown. He bit his tongue again. She never could keep it up
around him. And then just as quickly her brow furrowed. She turned toward him,
her eyes going over him. “I hate the Hauke. You look so strange.”
He looked down at his skin. He
was getting used to it. It was strange, to be tan. To have his eyes be white
and blue. To walk around without his wings. But he could also hear the thoughts
of the Hauke’s around him. He was strangely aware of his surroundings. He could
communicate anything he wanted to with a simple thought.
He looked at her. Tze’el. Her
skin was dark, but strangely translucent. Exactly like a shadow. As if she
could disappear at any time. Her wings were tucked closely into her back, she
couldn’t fly outside. Too dangerous. Only in the caverns beneath the fortress.
Her eyes were black, with silver irises that seemed to glow. Her hair was
silver, cropped short. She didn’t like it getting in her way. She thought it
made her look like a Tze’el warrior. He bit his tongue again.
“You have to at least give it a
try. We’re going to rule the Hauke as well as the Tze’el. We have to embrace
both.” He reasoned.
“You can rule the Hauke and I’ll
rule the Tze’el. I can’t give up my wings.”
“There is no need to fly right
now. There is no danger.”
She rolled her eyes again, “There
is always danger, Saturn.” She said using her best Arif impression. “You must
never let your guard down.”
He couldn’t bite his tongue in
time. “Fine, Liv. Embrace the Hauke, for a few hours. I won’t leave your side.”
She chewed her lip. “Promise?”
“Liv, we’re surrounded by guards.
We’re guarded by walls. We have six emergency plans. And a magical portal from
the Dael. You’re completely safe.”
She didn’t waver. “Promise?”
“Yes, I promise.”
“Then you be Tze’el. In order to
be safe, one of us has to be.”
“You’re ridiculous.”
“Do it.” She insisted, staring
him down. He did as she requested, watching her skin change as his did. She
looked so different. So pale. He’d almost forgotten how green her Hauke eyes
were. “This feels wrong.”
“If you’d let me be Hauke, you
wouldn’t even have to talk.” He said.
She shook her head. “Not worth
it.”
“Come on, let’s show Arif your
progress so he’ll leave you alone for the rest of the day.”
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