The Cost of Freedom: Prologue.

Fiction By Arya Animarus // 4/21/2010

The peace of the quiet woodlands was shattered as a boy of fourteen smashed through the underbrush. Panting, he searched for a place to hide. Hearing sounds of pursuit, he dodged into the bushes. He tried to calm his breath as a party of eight men crashed into the clearing.

"I thought I heard him come this way!" One of them shouted. Then they were gone. Crouched, the boy made his way out of the bushes. Shoving his blonde hair out of his eyes, he looked around. He noticed a thin column of smoke to his left and made some headway for it.

After two hours of walking, he arived at the door of a small cottage. He collapsed, panting, at the doorway, and found it impossible to get up. He knocked weakly on the door, and waited for someone to open it. A girl of about his age finally came and ushered him in.

"Come in! Come in! You must be the one they were looking for. Some men came by just a little while ago looking for you!" While she spoke, she laid the boy on a bed and handed him a cup of water. He nodded his thanks and gulped it down. She left the room, and he fell into a pool of peaceful sleep.



This is really good! I can't wait to read more!! :-)

Madeline | Sun, 05/02/2010


This is really good! I can't wait to read more!! :-)

Madeline | Sun, 05/02/2010

Yes, please

  Yes, please post more soon, Sara!!!

  Welcome to AP!!!!!!!!!

Jackie West | Thu, 05/06/2010


Thanks! I thought that the prologue was a little short.

Hi Eirian!

Arya Animarus | Tue, 05/11/2010

Oh for the times when I felt invincible.

Oh that was cool!

I can't wait to read more!

We are the same age!

I really like this story so far!

good job


Pristine | Tue, 07/06/2010


sorry I was suppost to say the last comment

Kassady | Tue, 07/06/2010

"Here's looking at you, Kid"
Write On!

Your invited to Apricot Tarts

 Dear Sara Libeth,

Your invited to

Write on!



P.S. please invite as many APer's as you can!

Kassady | Mon, 10/18/2010

"Here's looking at you, Kid"
Write On!

This is really, really good,

This is really, really good, Sara! The descriptions are lovely

Lucy Anne | Mon, 08/13/2012

"It is not the length of life, but the depth of life." Ralph Waldo Emerson


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