Where ?
-The Sequel to Who?-
The Short Story 2
Heather plucked the earphone out of her left ear, before pressing her thumb against where it once was, massaging it. Her ear hurt from all that pressure.
Pressure…where did it come from? Heather had felt like she had just apparated -Harry Potter style- for the first time. Except that she had never known how to apparate and no one had taught her nor brought her alongside them.
So how did she do it? And while she was musing over that, where in the world was she?
She shifted her attention to her surroundings. She was in a completely out of the world and bizarre place. Within her line of sight was a once majestic but now crumbling stone arch with what appeared to be intricate, detailed carvings on it. The vanilla twilight lighting made it cast an impressive shadow. Apart from that out of nowhere arch, Heather seemed to be at a plain. Around her were the occasional tuft of knee-high golden grass. Heather looked down and saw that her feet were on a dusty concrete ground. Dusty with grey cement powder.
But what made the place truly outlandish were the owls there. Owls, in hundreds, filled the sky with their brown, white and around one in ten, black feathers. The stone arch appeared to be their resting ‘bench’ -it was so crowded that some of them had even resorted to sitting on the ground. Flat land, not exactly what they liked.
Heather took in this whole scene, before noticing a witch -don’t ask how she knew, but something in Heather’s gut told her that that lady was a witch- a few feet from the arch, sitting by a charcoal black cauldron and an animated fire dancing in the breezy air.
The fire! Heather realized, and drew in a quick breath.
Indeed, it was the eternal flame. Except that over here, it burned with a brilliant white light with the slightest tinge of blue.
The witch looked up, startling Heather. Her pupils were a violent orange and amber red colour -the colour of fire. And they stared right through Heather’s warm brown ones.
A shiver ran down Heather’s spine.
Heather plucked the earphone out of her left ear, before pressing her thumb against where it once was, massaging it. Her ear hurt from all that pressure.
Pressure…where did it come from? Heather had felt like she had just apparated -Harry Potter style- for the first time. Except that she had never known how to apparate and no one had taught her nor brought her alongside them.
So how did she do it? And while she was musing over that, where in the world was she?
She shifted her attention to her surroundings. She was in a completely out of the world and bizarre place. Within her line of sight was a once majestic but now crumbling stone arch with what appeared to be intricate, detailed carvings on it. The vanilla twilight lighting made it cast an impressive shadow. Apart from that out of nowhere arch, Heather seemed to be at a plain. Around her were the occasional tuft of knee-high golden grass. Heather looked down and saw that her feet were on a dusty concrete ground. Dusty with grey cement powder.
But what made the place truly outlandish were the owls there. Owls, in hundreds, filled the sky with their brown, white and around one in ten, black feathers. The stone arch appeared to be their resting ‘bench’ -it was so crowded that some of them had even resorted to sitting on the ground. Flat land, not exactly what they liked.
Heather took in this whole scene, before noticing a witch -don’t ask how she knew, but something in Heather’s gut told her that that lady was a witch- a few feet from the arch, sitting by a charcoal black cauldron and an animated fire dancing in the breezy air.
The fire! Heather realized, and drew in a quick breath.
Indeed, it was the eternal flame. Except that over here, it burned with a brilliant white light with the slightest tinge of blue.
The witch looked up, startling Heather. Her pupils were a violent orange and amber red colour -the colour of fire. And they stared right through Heather’s warm brown ones.
A shiver ran down Heather’s spine.
by,
Violetta Westwick
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