a recent chapter of my new online book "dreamcatcher:dawn

in a cold black night, with a shade of grey, a hooded figure ran though the forest with no resumption. trails of dogs were headed the person's way. a sound of water was just a mile away from the person was going towards. a sharp arrow whizzed past the person's ear. a heart drumpounding could be heard from a distance. the person stoped arruptly. there in front was a great waterfall with twinkling water spouting from the flow. the person took off her hood and looked twice behind her and jumped down into the waters that led beyond.
[1:38:25 PM] thomas stumblingbear: a great splash hit the bottom of the water fall. she was knocked out with the impact with the water. there so whimly she floated down the stream. about a few meters was a regular man choping down trees for the upcoming winter. the sight stoped him when she floated beside him. a convincing thought came to him as he droped the axe and dove into the clear water. without wincing splashed upon splashes hit him in the face. water driping from his hair. he grabed the women by the arms and grabed a fresh peace of land closest to him, and draged til' they were on the surface. taking a deap breath he closed his eyes and slept the dancing night.
[2:05:20 PM] thomas stumblingbear: dawn aproached as he awoken. cursing the day he got up on yshis feet and streched. he looked for the mysterious women, but saw none. wiping of the excess dirt, he dove into the forest and searched for his marks he set so he would'nt get lost. "finally" he exclaimed looking at a path luring to his village. he followed the trail til' he found the shed by the path. passing the shed he kept walking so swiftingly he could be mistaken by a sneaky cat. there end the path as he grew closer and closer. stoping in his tracks he locked his eyes on his house. the door was wide open and the hinges that held it was cracked. someone has broken into his home. running toward the house he caught a glimpse of a hooded figure in the window. the cloak was dark brown as he remembered the night. the figure in his home had the exact one from before. taking out the dagger he took from the shed, and stoped at the door. there the hooded figure was limping with a arrow in its foot. the person stoped abruptly and headed for the nearest window, but failed as the man unsheathed his dagger and held it out. "why are you in my home?" asked the man. " i am severly injured and there was not much left to do" said in a high voice. " well you should have went to the healer, she's just down the road from.." " but you dont understand how serious trouble im in" she interupted. " how much trouble?" he asked " as in killing a king trouble" she exclaimed " well i know little magic so im not much help" he said. " you must know something?" she asked. " well i know a few tricks" he said playfully he went to the cabinet and took out a small bottle " i hope you have money to pay for this fair trade." told he. " i have some, please help me" she whimpered as the flow of blood was staining the towel " okay but you have to hold still" he said she nodded lightly and did what he said. taking off the cap,he carefully dripped the antidote onto the injured leg. it healed very quickly as so she moved her leg and set it down." i am in ever in your dept" she bowed during so. " well i need the money, so" " but i have none." she quickly added " what do you mean you have no money!" he roared. " well since i escaped goldret they still have all my stuff, so i dont have anything to pay with." she said " well if your going to.." he stoped talking and heard a crowd of deep laughter. the laughing was coming from a group of armed soldiers...


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