by Arabella Sintos on October 25th, 2009, 5:33 pm
Perhaps it was rude of Arabella to make the little raven wait so long, but it didn’t urge her to hurry nor did it push her for an answer, it simply remained silent as the girl thought on her decision. It was not one to take lightly because it could easily mean the end of her life, though could one called the existence she led ‘life’? She was being given a chance to change this existence, to give freedom not just to herself but to others as well, how could she pass up such an opportunity when she knew it would most likely never come again? When she called attention to the blasted collar that rested snug around her neck, she expected the raven to exude despair yet it seemed that it had known of the collar’s properties already. She listened closely as the bird whispered gently in her ear, it was good news mixed with sad news, they could not remove the collar and give her her freedom but they could stall the effects for a time. She visibly shuddered when he mentioned what could happen if Lazerin found out.... “I know what would happen.” She whispered softly, fear laced in her few words.
It felt as though she had placed a heavier burden upon her shoulders when she nodded her head, as though she was making a deal with a little feathered devil. There was a chance that this all could help her or damn her further, but if she did nothing then she could never really believe she did all she could to escape this life. There would be a fear inside her born out of all the beatings and torture she had suffered since she was first brought into slavery and perhaps it would always be there, but defying Lazerin and Rhysol both had a certain ring to it that Arabella liked. She had no idea how the little bird was feeling, didn’t know that it pitied her and really did wish to help, all she knew was the bird had been sent to her by a master and that master felt he had need of Arabella’s help. Despite all danger involved, Arabella did wish to know just what her part entailed and what all would come of it if they were successful. She didn’t have to ask about the dangers of joining their cause because she was certain she knew about some of them, Lazerin and Rhysol were hardly figures that would go easy on one that went against them.
Arabella had little time to brace herself before she felt a stinging pain in her ear, not the worst pain she’s ever felt but it still took her by surprise. The pain didn’t last long of course but the surprise remained as things began to shift and change, she felt as though she was falling and her senses were assailed by scents that she hadn’t smelled in ages, aside from the little bird’s scent. She closed her eyes in fear as the scents continued to come, the smell of the fresh forest and nature, the smell of freedom in a way. After what seemed like forever, she peeked open one eye to find herself standing in the center of huge trees and it seemed she wasn’t alone either. It was overwhelming to have this all at once, to be away from the city without feeling the effects of the damnable collar, away from Rhysol’s prying eyes. How much time would go by before Lazerin realized she was missing? Her head was held down low, her stringy blond hair in front of her face as she stood quietly, not good with strangers. She had come to get answers and she recalled how the raven had mentioned others, these must be them