| Upon waking, I took note of the fact that the sun was well risen.
All at once I remembered those sounds, and expecting an accident I whirled
around looking for debris. Then it hit me. Almost as hard as the noise
before, I realized that the house near the intersection of Briar Forest
and Seagler was gone. Another knock, where was Briar Forest -let alone
Seagler! What is the name of this dirt road next to me? Also, why was the
grass more bluish than green? Questions, many questions, but I had no answers.
As I stood in bewilderment, I felt scrutinized. I turned. The old man that
stood there just kept staring at me, so I broke the silence with the usual
useless questions: "Who are you?", "Where am I?", and the seldom used other,
"How'd I get here?". He just smiled, looked at his watch, then the sky,
and laughed. This old man was of slightly stocky build, but what made him
look old was his long white beard and how heavily he leaned on his staff.
He also had green fiery eyes and a deep golden tan.
Feeling forgotten, for he was still laughing, I pushed with my useless questions again. He looked back in my direction, and started ticking things off with his fingers, "For one, I'm called Rachalie. Two, this is where you've been asking to go, and the last I'm not even sure of." The silence dragged on as I went over information: His name is Rachalie. That's all well and good, but where am I?? Then a bit on the tip of my awareness stirred, reared its head, and spoke one word. This word filled me with doubt and wonder. This word, this name, was... Pern. Incredulous, I stood there agape daring him to say that I was right in my thinking. Right in thinking this... was Pern, that place of beauty and wonder -and let us not forget DRAGONS. Something moved in my line of vision. It was Rachalie simply |
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