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The Creatures of Ellieu Forest, Part 6

April 18th 2011 22:53
A sly grin crossed over Dabba’s mouth as one by one, the men ran from the forest, screaming madly, but not their Commander. After a long while, it seemed that the last man in the forest staggered out of it, and fell down on the ground. Dabba, certain of this good news, rushed forward to the fallen solder.

“Where is your commander?” He cried out.

“The blackness took him. It came out of nowhere, an inky, mass that came from the tree’s. We couldn’t see anything, and a voice echoed to kill everything. I didn’t know what to do. It was a command… but not from the commander. It was an absence that took away our sight. I tried to grab him, I truly did, but when I thought I had his shoulder, for he was only in front of me, the blackness receded into the sky, and I had my hand on a barren tree, with no one in sight. And, the voices, oh, god the voices! I’ll never forget all of them, swimming around in my head. Get them out! GET THEM OUT!!!” He jumped up and ran, just like the rest of the men.

~*~
Child, remember what I told you? How you shouldn’t believe everything that you hear? Well, Dabba did believe, and for the rest of the day, even though he lost the battle once again, he walked around with a vicious smile on his face, muttering to himself.

“Blackness from the tree’s, huh? I’ll show this blackness from the tree’s what real blackness can do…” And he walked down the street, once again into the bowels of the city, and kept going. He walked past the beggars on the street, past the mutts and rats, past all of them, into an even dirtier part of town. This part of town was so dirty that not even the cockroaches that freely roamed the streets came here. Death was inevitable, and it lined the streets in filth and refuse. Down the road, he came upon a door for a shop labeled “The Witch’s Cauldron.” And mused at the broken bell in the doorway.

“Mugu Mayya, are you here? Your bell is broken.”

“I know,” a voice out of the darkness of the shop echoed. “What do you need, Daba?”

For being such an evil witch, she accommodated his wants. “I want you to take the evil out of the forest. The Emperor King would kill me if I do not clear away a forest that is steeped in magic. He does not understand, as I understand, that magic can only fight magic.”

“You dare come to me, Dabba, and ask me to take out the magic of Ellieu Forest?”

“How did you know…”

“I know a lot more than what you think I know. Your mind has already told on you. And, as for clearing out the magic that surrounds Ellieu Forest, I cannot. That takes the power of one that is greater than I.”

“But, there is none greater than you in the kingdom. You are the greatest witch that ever was, and ever will be. I will throw in a favor for you.”

“Dabba, You are the nicest person who has ever come to me after my grieving time. You have loved me like only my dead mother and father have. So, trust me when I say this: You will fail if you continue on this path of destruction, and the Emperor King will fall behind you. You have already been warned of this outcome. The creatures are amassing, and will attack anyone who comes close to the forest. They care not about rank and number. The beings who protect their forest will never let you overthrow them.”

“How dare you speak to me in such a way! If you won’t do it for me for my sake, then I will force you to do it. Look through your book, find a spell, and use whatever you need to get the blackness out of those trees.”

“The blackness will leave when there is no more sorrow in this world. The blackness will leave when there is no more killing, abusing, treachery, and bloody hands in this kingdom. The blackness will continue to be there, until there is no more need for it.”

Dabba walked into the back of the dark shop, following her shrill voice into her blackness, and as he took coverings off the window, he saw no one. “Come here, wench! I have a lesson to teach you.” But, no one answered. On the table in front of him, he slightly coiled back at the jar of preserved eyeballs, and another jar of human fingers, attached to a snake’s body. “Fine,” he began with his shirt sleeve covering his mouth. “We’ll see how amazing you are when your shop is on fire.

“Now why would you want to light my shop on fire,” A new voice chimed in behind him, whispering in his ear. He spun around to face two green, snake like eyes quivering back at him. He jumped back onto the table, covering his face with both hands, quivering in fear. When he peeked through his arms, there once again was nothing there.

As he headed back to the castle, he continuously looked over his shoulder to check to see if something was there, and even when he made it back to the castle, he ordered the guards to close and lock the gates, and when they questioned him, he snapped back at them to do it without question, so they did. And for the rest of the night, Dabba continued to do research as to what the blackness might have been, and stayed in there for a while.

Now, child, I would love to tell you what happened to our dear Captain Ab'Cainl, but as our time is almost up, I must save that story for another day. Just know that what he once knew to be certain death, and was ready and willing to accept the immanent fate that would befall him, he was not dead. In fact, he was far from it.

And, as for his lover, she had hope in her heart that someday he would come for her. He gave her hope, and for the next week, she worked harder than ever, waiting for his return. Even when she heard the man on the street announcing that the great forest had destroyed all the forces of the kingdom, and more men were needed to fight the evilness, she still held on that perhaps he was just lost himself, and would one day return to her.

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