Xperia 3.1

Arellia gave a sigh, she had been home a month and had seen at least one hundred men as potential guardian candidates. She was in the courtyard, watching the last group for the month when Alasdair found her.
He had been requesting an audience for a long time. Since they had arrived in Xperia actually. She had just decided to avoid him.
He stormed up to her, leaving Cara his little guide behind. She tried to run to catch up but he got to Arellia first with no announcement. Arellia looked at him unmoving while the candidates all paused in their performance.
“Why am I being avoided?”, he slammed at her. Charles looked as though he would step in. But Arellia couldn’t think of a good excuse as to why she was dodging him at every turn. Or she had until now. He stared her out it was like a game of chicken. Who was going to answer first?
It was almost like everyone had held their breath, one small exhale and the atmosphere would explode to disaster. That wasn’t true Arellia knew that as well as the fact she knew that he deserved an explanation. She sighed. Her eyes turned to the candidates who all panic started back into their trials.
“I really can’t give you an explanation”, was all she could give him. Her shoulders felt tight. She had watched the same routine over again and they all made the same error that she couldn’t allow as her guardian. “Charles this is foolish, they are all the same, and I am having to repeat myself, no more trials, there is no need for a guardian the war was clearly over”, she sighed firmly then turned away to head back into the castle walls.
“Wait are you even going to listen to me?”, Alasdair was either blind or ignoring her mood for the day. He followed close behind her. He snagged on the tail of her dress more than once. “Your majesty wait!”.
“No, I will not, I am not in the mood this morning to discuss anything that happened out there am I clear?”, she snapped. She turned on him on the last trip up on her tail. He stumbled forward holding his hands up in surrender.
“It is something I think we should discuss”, he lowered his voice so only the two of them could hear. As far as she could sense no one else had been foolish enough to follow them while she was irritated.
“I don’t need to discuss anything with you, your little girlfriend has already called me out on my collaboration with the shadows that ate her extremities! I definitely do not need to hear it from you!”, she cursed herself as her voice crumpled at the last words. People had started calling for an early ritual to rid the city of the evil. The orphans had told the city a sob story of how she had sent them out there to die… They then added that she had been caught out when she accidentally ended up out there herself. She swiftly turned on her heels to leave but Alasdair snatched at her arm and turned her.
He was still just as handsome clean as he was dirty, and she knew that he had joined the training ranks of the armed forces so his body lost none of its solidness. Actually… She thought he felt harder than before less skeletal and broad. Arellia did everything in her power to stop her own bodies betrayal.
“I know the truth, don’t doubt that I don’t stand with them when it comes to you”, he hissed. His lips twitched like he was going to move in closer to her. His eyes darting about her face.
“Oh please, you don’t know me, the briefest meetings we’ve had resulted in me running or facing a shadow, we haven’t exactly spoken”, she threw back. Arellia fought her own urge to move in to him.
“Then speak to me”, his voice softened and his face looked pained. “I want to know you”. He bit out like they were the hardest words he had ever had to speak. Arellia felt her heart jolt and her bottom lip quivered.
“Wha…”, she choked on her own emotions. Arellia cleared her throat and tried again. “What would be the point, I am due a guardian, one to provide me a daughter and then I will be killed to provide another generation of security for the city”, she slowly pulled her arm free. “They are voting to accelerate the process”.
“How can they accelerate it?”, he focused on her, his breathing picking up pace. She felt it over her face like a tease of how close he was.
“If a guardian is not selected by the end of the week the council will gather and select one for me”, she heard the sharp intake of breath. His body still like a statue as every muscle squeezed. His eyes were cast down while his thoughts processed the news.
“Select me”, he said lifting his eyes to lock her in place.


Xperia 3.0

“Moyra! Moyra!”, Alasdair shook the girl in his arms. Her eyes were still rolled back and her mouth slacked open. Charles edged out of the darkness with his soldiers.
“We have to be quick”, Arellia pointed at the girl. “I want someone to collect the children and bring them into the city, and we need to take her to see the Palace surgeon”, she ordered. When they looked at her dumbfounded Arellia lost her patience and clapped her hands at them. “Now!”.
They got to work quick, in their panic they rushed through the forest gathering all the children with Alasdair as the guide. Arellia waited beside the wall with Charles and Moyra. The girl was still slumped and bleeding from her hands, feet, and scalp. All her hair was gone. Arellia couldn’t help but feel partially guilty for what happened to her.
“They’re here”, Charles sighed the tension from his shoulders and turned to open the wall. On the other side were soldiers waiting to receive them they all saluted their queen. Laura burst into the small box room, her face drenched in tears, her old body slammed into Arellia as they hugged.
“Those men will pay for this”, she gritted out. Even in her age Laura was anything but soft. Arellia shivered at the thought.
“Don’t worry now, I’m fine”, Arellia turned to Charles. “See to it that they’re comfortable”.
“Yes your majesty”, Charles bowed.
She was returned to the Palace. Arellia was washed, and dressed in another fine gown that hugged her body to her hips then hung loosely around her legs. It draped to floor. And there were slices up the skirt revealing her legs. Her normal had returned though the dread from that machine made her consider her chances in the forest. Cara asked if she needed anything but Arellia declined. Instead she returned to her window, gazing out over the city. Although this time her eyes swept over the forest beyond the wall. There was no more fighting. Just that thing. It had no attacked her. Instead it brushed against her cheek. She touched a couple of fingers to the spot she remembered feeling the sharp chill. It was almost protective.

Xperia 2.9

Arellia and Alasdair ran towards the screams. She wasn’t sure what her heart sped up for, the nightmare of what she might find? Or the run…?
When they reached the spot the girl was in the air, thrashing at the shadow. Her screams ripping from her throat were pure terror. The beautiful girls features widened, and her eyes rolled back so only the whites can be seen.
“Wait! Stop!”, Arellia cried to the shadow. It had protected her, maybe it would listen as well. She heard Alasdair curse and jump for a tree. As he ascended Arellia continued to speak to it. The shadow began to slowly eat away at the girls flesh around her toes, fingers, and hair. “Please! Release her!”, Arellia tried again but the shadow wasn’t changing. “She’s not dangerous!”, Arellia screeched. Alasdair at that moment dived from one of the trees close by and snatched the girl from the shadows binds. It gave a high-pitched scream in protest. Sparks prickled the air around it where the girl had been.
Alasdair landed hard against the floor, the girl cradled and bleeding above him. Before he could recover from the jump the shadow swirled and darted towards him. Arellia did the only thing she could think of next. She blocked the shadow from its target. It paused an inch away from her. “Stop, they mean you no harm”, Arellia murmured. She prayed that she sounded calmer than her heart was feeling. Sweat ran cold down her back. It took a large portion of concentration not to shiver. The shadow hissed, brushed against Arellia’s cheek. The cold sliced through her flesh before the shadow backed away. Fading into the darkness.

Xperia 2.8

“You refused a guard from the group that I had hand selected for you, and then you end up out here…”, Charles had never sounded so cold. Then again, Arellia had never stepped out of line before. She was the Queen however.
“Release him now”, before giving him a chance to reply she drew her stone and held it to his throat. “Or I will find a new Chamberlain”. Charles gritted his teeth, he needed her more than she needed him. He nodded to his guards. “Now, take me back, I wish to call a meeting”, she relaxed her stone hand. Charles took one glance at it and groaned.
“Damn it your majesty, I’m just trying to help you”, he complained. Arellia rolled her eyes at him. She took a second to glance at Alasdair, who was now free, she had expected him to run. But he remained. “We apprehended the criminals who attacked you, and the man they had bribed, they are set to be punished upon your return”.
It was a relief but she had a creeping feeling that they should be moving. That shadow may come for them… It had disappeared after it had guided her back to the wall.
“How did you track me?”, she asked as the started their trek back.
“You left the trail”, Charles pointed at the trees she had marked. Just as she was about to say more. A scream ripped their attention in the direction that the girl had gone.

Xperia 2.7

Arellia hesitated, why would he help her? They clearly had no love for the royalty.
“Why won’t you just leave me?”, she asked first. The branch in her back was swiftly removed now that she wasn’t exactly hiding.
“Now you sound like the others”, his reply sounded almost amused. He still didn’t turn to face her, if someone was watching they probably thought he’d gone insane. “Just come with me, I’ll take you back to the wall and we can find a way back in”, he added.
“If you have been here for years I’m going to assume there isn’t one or you’d have found it”, Arellia heard the snot tone, and she regretted it instantly. “I’m sorry”, she murmured.
“What for?”, he asked.
“My tone was rude and unhelpful”, Arellia sighed, then cambered out from her hiding space. A couple of the branches snatched at her. Creating small cuts that would probably nip worse than any serious injury.
Just as he turned to face her. A stick snapped in the distance and royal guards burst into their space. They grappled and bound Alasdair to his knees while shielding Arellia. “What are you doing!? Fools he was helping me, release him at once!”, Arellia shouted.
“I’m afraid not my Queen”, Charles stepped out of the shadows.

Xperia 2.6

I stopped exploring this story for a little while as I ended up becoming really busy. Life just decided to pile on the crap so I stopped a lot of things. So, I’m back exploring the idea of writing a story on the spot when I’m waiting for something, or if I’m travelling. I don’t know where this story will go, until the post is written.


She walked until she found the wall that surrounded her home. From here she headed back towards the trees. Using a stone she had found she scored a mark against the bark of the first tree to her reach. The deeper she walked the more trees she marked.
The sun was setting yet she knew she no longer had any fear for the shadow crawling within the forests darkness. Arellia searched for signs that others apart from the children lived here. Or at least had been here recently… The only things she found were ghosts of disturbances that she could tell had not been here in a long time. Or if they had, they were dead.
Animals caught her attention but otherwise left her be. A rustle in the trees and small high pitched voices set her guard up. Arellia dived into a small brush that consealled her snuggly within its branches.
The children had gone on the hunt for her. Did they hate her that much? One of the branches caught at the skin on her back. Just as Alasdair stepped out from behind on of the trees. He furrowed his eyes at one of the trees. It was the last tree she had marked. Arellia cursed, the branch pointing in her back was making it difficult to stay still, but he was lingering longer than she liked.
“Alasdair why don’t we leave her? She’s a royal”, a young woman about Alasdair’s age stepped out from where he had come. He looked back at the beautiful girl with mattered red hair and a pale complexion.
“She might need our help”, his voice was soft and it warmed Arellia to hear. But that alone was not going to bring her out to him. His eyes searched the ground next, his tracking skills guiding him to her… She cursed to herself.
“If you bring her back she’s dead anyway, then that thing will come for us”, the girl hissed. She gripped the cloth at his shoulder and spun him around. It wasn’t fast enough to stop the brief eye contact that Arellia and Alasdair shared, but it was enough to distract him. “Leave her”.
“Let me go, take the others and go back on your own”, his voice deepened. This was the opposite to his happier disposition earlier. The girl pressed her lips in a tight line before releasing him and leaving. Arellia held her breath. He stood in silence for a moment before he spoke.
“Are you going to come out?”, his question didn’t shock her. But her mind was still playing with what would be more appropriate. “I don’t really want to drag you”, he sighed. No, neither did she. The stick in her back was growing more uncomfortable. Her only dignified option was to come out herself.


More fun with my writing…

I’ve been feeling a little overwhelmed lately with everything I have going on. Uni deadlines, Aerial and pole events, home life. I’m never really in the one place these days. Worry is at the forefront of my mental battle.

So, I have taken sometime away from all the stresses to play with this –

It’s not anything special, but it’s a nice breather for me.