Arianna 4
#6 of Arianna
I really have no skill as a writer... But I'll continue because of the belief that their may be just one person out there that enjoys my writing...
Part 4.... almost decided not to put this in... here goes....
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The sound of their footsteps were loud as Arianna and Roger ran for their lives, after seeing their families slaughtered in front of their eyes, they were both running in bewilderment, with no sense of direction or strategy, they just ran through the thick forest. Running past streams, caves, and rocky outcrops, they were lost. Suddenly Arianna Felt a sharp pain in her ankle, she fell in a ditch nearby, Noticing his friend fall, Roger ran back to help her up. "Can you walk?" He said as he gasped for air. She shook her head, the pain stating to make her cry. As Roger carefully lifted her in his arms, he began to walk fast, looking for shelter, finally spotting a cave that looked uninhabited.
Roger entered the cave with the crying Arianna in his arms, finally setting her down by a rock, leaning down to inspect his friends ankle, it was then when Arianna lifted her head, that she saw the fear on his face, fear of what was to become of them. "Well, the good news is it isn't broken" He finally said, "The bad news? You won't be able to walk for at least a couple of days". When he went in search of firewood, Arianna lied back to think of current events, her family dead, along with the rest of the caravan, seeing the lifeless bodies of her family brought her once more to uncontrollable tears. She sobbed into the sleeve of her dress, until she couldn't cry anymore, her father, her mother, her brother, all her friends save Roger, all dead. When she finally calmed down she noticed Roger walking back to the cave, it was nearly nightfall by now, and it was getting cold. As he was lighting the fire, Arianna studied him closer, any fear that was on his face earlier had disappeared, what was on his face now was concern, concern for Arianna and what would become of them, they could take a job as farmhands, or, as a last resort Roger would have to go back to the ravaged caravans and scavenge what he could, they could start their own caravan, but it could prove too painful a task. they had no food or water, and Arianna was in no condition to walk, so he had to make a decision, he had to leave Arianna and head for town to get some supplies, but she was too frail and had no way of defending herself.
As the sunrise came, he had made up his mind. "Anna, I need to go to town and see if I can get supplies, or we'll both starve." She nodded in agreement, there was no other way, there was no food to scavenge in these woods, and Roger couldn't hunt. "At most it'll take a day and a night, do you think you can handle the wait?" asked Roger. Arianna thought long and hard, "Yes." was the only reply. He nodded, "Our best chance would be if I head out immediately, then I might be back before sunset at earliest." He got up, straightened his clothing, and took up the coin sack his father had given him before they ran, "I'll try and be as quick as I can." He said. He leaned down to hug her goodbye, "Please be quick" She whispered. With that he was off, running off into the forest, it was a minute before she felt it, not knowing the feeling, then two minutes past, then three, then four, after five minutes she knew it, she was completely alone.
End of flashback (Finally!)
As she slowly opened her eyes, she scanned her surroundings, She was in her room, glancing out the window she could see it was still the middle of the night. rolling over to get some more sleep, it took a while before she started drifting off to sleep, as the last few seconds of consciousness passed, she muttered something only she would know about, "Roger... why didn't you come back?" She breathed, and with one last breath she was asleep.
Little did she know, somewhere, A young man asked himself the same thing as he drifted off to sleep.