And There Were Three: Chapter Nine

Fiction By Clare Marie // 10/18/2008

Chapter Nine

The two travelers were weary; they had come many, many miles, having been on the road for almost a fortnight. They had come out of the forest long ago, and the land swelled visibly. Towering mountains and rolling hills they now had to cover, and they had to cross many rivers. Yet the rivers provided unlimited drink, and game in that area was plentiful.
Other than the dryads, Ficum had seen no habitation in this wilderness, unless one counts wild beasts. He was tired of having no one to talk to, for though he could tell as much as he wanted to Beesa, a dog could not compare with a human. For all that, Beesa was a good natured dog, playful and happy, and Ficum was cheered more than once with his canine companionship; but he still longed for a fellow traveler who was human.
One day, Ficum and Beesa were crossing a wide, golden field. Trees were dotted here and there, giving welcome shade from the intolerable heat. Ficum was humming to himself, in an attempt to amuse. Suddenly he was aware of a pair of eyes watching him suspiciously, and even threateningly. He stopped, calling Beesa to his side; and he listened. All was still. He cast a quick glance around him, but perceiving nothing, walked on, shrugging off the uncomfortable feeling. He started to hum again, when once more he was conscious of a hostile glare. This time Beesa was the one to stop, sniffing the air. The dog growled and whipped around, snarling and showing his white teeth. He lurched away from his master, tearing toward a tree about twenty yards back. Ficum gave a shout, and ran after him. Then Ficum saw a tremendous, hairy wolf-thing come darting out from behind the tree, and leap upon Beesa. The two rolled on the ground in a growling heap, snapping and biting savagely.
Ficum, though startled, knew he had not a moment to lose. Drawing his sword, he was about to help his dog, when a shrill whistle rippled in the air. The hairy beast shook itself loose from Beesa and galloped away. Ficum quickly grabbed Beesa before he ran off in pursuit. It took all his strength to hold the furious, howling dog.
“Beesa! Quiet!” yelled Ficum, sharply. Beesa paid no attention to him. “Beesa! Shut up, will you!” And Ficum rapped his dog smartly on the head. Beesa sat down submissively, but continued to whine. A sudden, clear voice caught Ficum off his guard.
“Drop your weapon!” Ficum looked up and saw the same wolf, but with it was the last sight he expected to see: a girl. She wore a light dress of blue, which fit close enough to her upper body to show a slim and well-proportioned figure. The sleeves were not lengthy, covering half her arm; tight at the shoulder, but loose nearer the elbow, casting down a long corner of cloth. A white girdle rested elegantly on her waist, and her dainty feet were fitted into delicate, pretty sandals. Her thick hair, black and extremely curly, tossed down her back, waving in the breeze. Her large, mischievous dark eyes were positioned gracefully in a round face covered with clear skin, fair and healthy, matched with a pretty mouth and nose, the former set in a firm line. In her small hands she held a bow and arrow held taught to the string, and a quiver full of more arrows hung on her back. Ficum was so astounded that his mouth dropped open. The girl, who was obviously of a laughing nature, smiled playfully, relaxing her weapons; she said rather humorously,
“Why do you not speak? Are you dumb?” Ficum shut his mouth, and with a red face said in his best manners,
“Pardon me, madam, but I am rather busy holding onto my dog, who, I fear, would attack your dog if I let him go.” She grinned and with a sparkle in her eyes, mockingly answered,
“My dog is obviously better trained than yours; I don’t have to hold onto her, see?” She laughed. Ficum glared at her, his manners forgotten. It was hard for the boy to be laughed at by a mere girl. He retorted, also quite tauntingly,
“I wouldn’t have to hold onto my dog if SOMEBODY’S wild dog had not stalked us threateningly, causing my good, loyal dog to feel he had to guard me. My, my, aren’t we careless?” She frowned and said, pulling her bow back into attack position,
“That’s not funny.” Ficum only laughed. She stared at him angrily, and then said again (finding no better retort), “Drop your weapon! You are a stranger in these parts. I will shoot you if you do not drop your sword!” Ficum did not believe her and said so; but he obliged. She lowered her weapon too. “I suppose I should not tell my name to strangers; but you seem an honest boy, though you are an exasperating tease.” (Ficum thought this was hypocritical.) “My name is Elinor, and this is my dog Mym; you are…?”
“Ficum. My dog is named Beesa.” She smiled, without mockery, and said,
“Do forgive my earlier manners, it is a bad habit of mine to tease unmercifully, with no exception for people I do not even know. Isn’t that horrible? Where are you from?” Ficum hesitated, and said
“I hail from the west.”
“How long have you been traveling?”
“A fortnight tomorrow.”
“Oh my, so long a time. And you so young to travel by yourself. What is your age?”
“Thirteen years.”
“Really? I am thirteen years, too. What a coincidence! At last I have someone my age to talk to. Would you like to stay with us?”
“Who’s ‘us’?”
“Oh, my family, of course. You are welcome to stay. That is,” she smiled slyly, “if you think your dog will behave.”
“Only if yours will.”
“No need to worry about mine. Mym’s a very well-behaved dog. Unlike some I could mention....” Ficum rolled his eyes.

The girl beckoned Ficum to follow her, turning around quickly and calling her dog. Ficum obeyed, but not without tying a long leather cord around Beesa’s neck and holding it firmly. By the time he was done, Elinor was already many strides ahead. Bother, he thought. He had to run to catch up with her. She looked back as he came panting up behind her.
“I’m sorry; did I go too fast?” she inquired. Then seeing the leash on Beesa, “Oh, I see…precautionary reasons, I suppose?” Grinning, she glanced triumphantly at her free dog, and with a boisterous skip, darted ahead, calling, “Come on, Master Slug! Don’t be lazy! We should arrive at my home before dark!” Ficum watched her incredulously. One moment, she could be understanding and kind; the next mischievous and taunting. Oh well. He never did understand girls.

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“Is it all right if I call you Elinor?” asked Ficum.
“Why else would I say that is my name?”
“Elinor, where are we?”
“In my country,” she answered smilingly.
“You know what I mean; what is the name?”
“It is called Rosteran.”
“How long have you lived here?”
“As long as I can remember.”
“Do you mean you lived somewhere else when you were a baby?”
“Perhaps,” said Elinor. Abruptly she changed the subject. “What is the name of your country?”
“Myriada,” sighed Ficum. She looked at him.
“Do you miss it?” she asked.
“Aye,” said he. “Have you ever heard of my country?”
“Never in my life. Have you ever heard of mine?”
“No.” They walked in silence for a few minutes, each thinking that the other would make an excellent friend.
Rosteran was bordered with wild, gorgeous mountains. It was a beautiful country: large, lush and green, in the center of which was a majestic stone castle. Proud, colorful flags waved lustily on the pinnacles of the castle’s towers, and at the foot of the castle was a prosperous village. A few farmhouses skirted the outside of the village, few and far between. A cool breeze, differing at times from soft to strong, constantly blew through the valley like it was the breath of the mountains.
Elinor and Mym led Ficum and Beesa along a winding, narrow mountain path. It was tedious, and though it looked a short distance, the rough uphill climb made it long. The sun was beginning to set when they arrived at the top and looked down on the scene described above.
“This is my home,” said Elinor tenderly. “And there is my house, that pretty white one right at the bottom of this mountain. See the barns and the animals? ’Tis a nice farm, is it not? Why, there is my mother, see her brown dress and white apron? I made that apron myself. Come, Ficum, let’s hurry!” She bounded down the path like a mountain goat, her dog not far behind. Ficum followed more slowly, not because he felt less excited, but because he was not sure he could run so fast without stumbling.

Comments

you're right! I do like this

you're right! I do like this chapter a lot!
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Sarah | Sat, 10/18/2008

"Sometimes even to live is courage."
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you're right! I do like this

you're right! I do like this chapter a lot!
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Abstract, random thoughts flit through my mind,
manisfesting themselves in meaningless doodles.............................

Sarah | Sat, 10/18/2008

"Sometimes even to live is courage."
-Seneca

Blogging away!
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cool

Yay! Glad you like the chapter!!
This was probably the most enjoyable chapter to write...
well, one of them. ;)
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"Ever heard of Plato, Aristotle, Socrates?...Morons." -Vizzini

Clare Marie | Sun, 10/19/2008

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"I don't know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve." -Bilbo Baggins [The Lord of the Rings]

I like it too!

Elinor intrigues me.
Wow, they're only 13? I must have missed something... Ficum seemed older to me...
You have a pretty name. :)

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Anna | Mon, 10/20/2008

I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. --The Book Thief

Yep, only thirteen...Ficum's

Yep, only thirteen...Ficum's such a mature boy [mature and boy? Do those two words really go together? JK :D]. The fairies' original idea was to reveal Ficum's heritage when he turned sixteen [in chapter three or something] so maybe that's where you got mixed up, idk. That's the problem with reading one chapter a month. ;)

Thank you!

BTW, thanks a bunch for checking out my homeschool blog. 'Twas a delightful surprise to get your comment!!!
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"Ever heard of Plato, Aristotle, Socrates?...Morons."
-Vizzini

Clare Marie | Mon, 10/20/2008

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"I don't know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve." -Bilbo Baggins [The Lord of the Rings]

Yup, ok. Your welcome.

Yup, ok.

Your welcome. :)

BTW, love your quote... The Princess Bride is one of the best movies evah. :D

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"Weddings? I love weddings! Drinks all around!" -Jack Sparrow

Anna | Mon, 10/20/2008

I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. --The Book Thief

Totally

Totally.
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"Ever heard of Plato, Aristotle, Socrates?...Morons."
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Clare Marie | Mon, 10/20/2008

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"I don't know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve." -Bilbo Baggins [The Lord of the Rings]

I'm dying for a new chapter.

I'm dying for a new chapter. I'm sorry, I really am.

But this comment is really to say that we should meet. Seeing as we live like 3 hours away from each other. ;)
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"The world will likely end tomorrow - unless postponed for rain." -Tamerah (on her blog)

Anna | Fri, 11/28/2008

I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. --The Book Thief

Oh my gosh, Anna...YOU MUST

Oh my gosh, Anna...
YOU MUST BE PROPHETIC!!! :D

Let me explain...
My brother is going to Rome in December and he has to go to an airport different than ours to fly out...and guess which one? DETROIT. So my mum was like "You should come with us and visit Anna while you're there" and I was like, "Okay!"
And then here you go and say we should meet.
Ironic, or what?

Don't worry, I'm going to post the next chapter on my birthday...which is only a few days away. :D
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"Ever heard of Plato, Aristotle, Socrates?...Morons."
-Vizzini

Clare Marie | Fri, 11/28/2008

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"I don't know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve." -Bilbo Baggins [The Lord of the Rings]

Oh, definitely come!!!! Like

Oh, definitely come!!!! Like I'm not even kidding! :D :D :D

Happy birthday!

Ooh, Rome. Reminds of- could you see this coming or what?- The Cloister and the Hearth. I just now finished it. :)

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"The world will likely end tomorrow - unless postponed for rain." -Tamerah (on her blog)

Anna | Fri, 11/28/2008

I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. --The Book Thief

AWESOME!! We'll have to

AWESOME!! We'll have to work out the details, but yeah, this is exciting!!!

Thanks. :)

You finished? Congrats!
Isn't that the saddest ending ever? It made me cry...
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"Ever heard of Plato, Aristotle, Socrates?...Morons."
-Vizzini

Clare Marie | Fri, 11/28/2008

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"I don't know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve." -Bilbo Baggins [The Lord of the Rings]

Yeah, like what airport are

Yeah, like what airport are you coming to? If it's Northwest Airlines, I'm so there. :)

Yes. Let's just say I was not satisfied. :(
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"The world will likely end tomorrow - unless postponed for rain." -Tamerah (on her blog)

Anna | Sat, 11/29/2008

I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. --The Book Thief

!!!!

Yes, it's Northwest Airlines!! Specifically, the ticket says: "Detroit Metro Northwest Airlines".

I kinda felt that way too...so I went back and read all my favorite parts. :)
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"Ever heard of Plato, Aristotle, Socrates?...Morons."
-Vizzini

Clare Marie | Sat, 11/29/2008

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"I don't know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve." -Bilbo Baggins [The Lord of the Rings]

!!!!!!! And I was just

!!!!!!! And I was just wildly hoping!!!!!! I live right next to that airport!!!! YES!
When are you going to be there????

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"The world will likely end tomorrow - unless postponed for rain." -Tamerah (on her blog)

Anna | Sat, 11/29/2008

I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. --The Book Thief

YAY!!! My brother has to be

YAY!!!
My brother has to be there around 2:00 pm on the 17th of December. This is so thrilling!!!
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"Ever heard of Plato, Aristotle, Socrates?...Morons."
-Vizzini

Clare Marie | Sat, 11/29/2008

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"I don't know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve." -Bilbo Baggins [The Lord of the Rings]

That's a Wednesday, right?

That's a Wednesday, right? Well I will have to beg about going!!!!!
I'll get back to you soon!!
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"The world will likely end tomorrow - unless postponed for rain." -Tamerah (on her blog)

Anna | Sat, 11/29/2008

I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. --The Book Thief

Yep, that's a

Yep, that's a Wednesday!

BEG, PLEASE!!! :D
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"Ever heard of Plato, Aristotle, Socrates?...Morons."
-Vizzini

Clare Marie | Sun, 11/30/2008

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"I don't know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve." -Bilbo Baggins [The Lord of the Rings]

My ever-wise mother says

My ever-wise mother says it's a possibility!
However, being ever-wise, she has also pointed out that we would need more details. We can't just wander about the airport searching for one another. Which means we should figure out some way to recognize eahc other- and I should probably know what part of the airport you'll be at.
You can answer me here or on my blog; either will do. :)
(I've been in raptures all day over this!)
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"The world will likely end tomorrow - unless postponed for rain." -Tamerah (on her blog)

Anna | Sun, 11/30/2008

I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. --The Book Thief

You can recognize Anna by

You can recognize Anna by the SHOES in her picture!
Just kidding. :)
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Sarah | Sun, 11/30/2008

"Sometimes even to live is courage."
-Seneca

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Haha, I actually considered

Haha, I actually considered that already. :D And the purse, of course.
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"The world will likely end tomorrow - unless postponed for rain." -Tamerah (on her blog)

Anna | Mon, 12/01/2008

I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. --The Book Thief

:D

LOL
Carry a copy of "The Return of the King" with you, and maybe I WILL recognize you. :D
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"Ever heard of Plato, Aristotle, Socrates?...Morons."
-Vizzini

Clare Marie | Mon, 12/01/2008

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"I don't know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve." -Bilbo Baggins [The Lord of the Rings]

See, the thing is, I

See, the thing is, I finished RotK, and I'm reading Pride and Prejudice again. But by the 17th... who knows? :D
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"The world will likely end tomorrow - unless postponed for rain." -Tamerah (on her blog)

Anna | Tue, 12/02/2008

I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. --The Book Thief

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