《Sky: Children from The Unknown》chapter 2
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Elsewhere in the Hidden Forest, someone was walking through a forest that was raining at that time. She walked to a gate and opened it with the fire from the candle she was carrying.
There, is a place for the spirit memory ‘shiver’ right to the right. She descended into the center of the area and entered a hidden spot just below the left side of the place.
The place was almost like a cave with a painting telling about their 'kind'. Arriving at the end of the place, she lit a candle that was standing there lighting up another painting in there.
For a few moments, she just stared at the painting until she got closer and touched the painting on the wall.
Without realizing it, she pressed an invisible button that was deeply embedded in the stone wall. The stones slowly moved one by one to reveal a secret passage that no one had known before.
She was taken aback, cautiously slowly walking into the secret room. When she entered, the stones had automatically closed by themselves. Leaving her in shock and confusion as to how she will come out later.
The place was so dark, even a candle she brought with her didn't help her at all. With no other choice, she ended up continuing her journey through the place with her hammer ready to call whenever she needed.
She kept going and walking. With a candle she held aloft to light the place. Until something catches her eye.
Someone, to be more precise a child, was lying in the middle of the darkness. Fall asleep as if nothing bad is going to happen.
She thought hard again, how can a child be here? How long has that child been here? Why doesn't that child have 'wings'? What happened to the child? Question after question flowed into her head about the child.
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She decided to walk slowly toward the child. When she got close enough, the child suddenly moved and slowly opened her eyes. Instantly she froze in place, continuing to watch the child movements.
The child blinked slowly, looked around for a moment then stopped at her feet. The child followed the direction of the leg and looked up at her face. Staring. They just stared at each other for a moment.
Not sure what to do, she walked over, knelt right in front of the child and asked in a stern voice piercing her, "what are you doing in this place?"
The child just tilted her head. Blink a few times. The child sat quietly, suddenly put one hand on the mask startled her and broke the silence "mama?"
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The picture above that was you and mama! XD
How was it? I know it's short, well... You can help me for the story too! By reques the next storyline!
I will always open with your idea for this story! ^-^
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