With that Alex opened the door, and stood gaping at the sight before him. Ruth merely stood up and smiled at him. Shawn and Tonya smirked at each other. It had been about a month since Alex and Ruth had seen each other, and this close to the wedding, they had eyes for each other only.
“I’m, battered, bruised, sweaty, hungry and grumpy. And if you don’t move out of the doorway, Alex, I’ll become a few more of the unpleasant dwarfs. Move it Lover-boy!” Tonya trumpeted as she shouldered her way into the cabin. “Ruth I don’t know what you see in him. He’s only good for standing in the way. Which really isn’t a good thing.” Shawn marched in right behind her, following up on her play of being annoyed with Alex. “That’s right Tonya. I, for one, can not understand what the attraction is. I mean the guy is just plain goofy.” He chuckled as he turned to look at Alex.
“Ruth, I’m sorry that we didn’t make it on time. I know we only have a short time here on the isle. Please forgive me?” Pleaded Alex.
“Oh Alex, of course! I should have meet you guys when you got of the ship. I’m the one who’s been working here on and off the past few months. I’m familiar with the area.”
“If I may cut in,” interrupted Shawn, “it was in all honesty, my fault. Remember, it was my idea that Ruth set up a place for us, since she would know the best places to be. Also, I was leading the group, and I took them off the path, which our illustrious ranger has informed me, may not be a good idea at the moment. So if anybody should be begging apologies it should be me. Please,” he knelt down, gazed upwards, folded his hands “oh beautiful Ruth forgive me for being such a klutz and wrecking our first day of vacation.”
11.18.2006
11.14.2006
work in progress pt 7
Ruth sat in old wooden chair in the ranger’s office. She hadn’t really been worried when her fiancé and his friends were late getting to the campsite. However, when dusk began to fall she radioed to the nearest ranger station to report them as possibly missing. She had been relieved to hear that the rangers were actually picking up a group of hikers that matched the description she had given. The rangers arranged to have her meet the disheveled group in a hospitable move to calm any of her fears. So now she sat, waiting.
Outside, “ I still can’t believe that we were stumbling in an unstable cavern area and didn’t know it.” Alex exclaimed as he reached for the doorknob.
“ It is most beneficial to be able to read the warning signs posted along the trails, Senor. While most of the park land is safe, the Island of Rabida is quite volcanic. We have been picking up more seismic activity than normal, so please use all caution.”
Outside, “ I still can’t believe that we were stumbling in an unstable cavern area and didn’t know it.” Alex exclaimed as he reached for the doorknob.
“ It is most beneficial to be able to read the warning signs posted along the trails, Senor. While most of the park land is safe, the Island of Rabida is quite volcanic. We have been picking up more seismic activity than normal, so please use all caution.”
11.05.2006
Work in Progress pt 6
Alex spit out the bite he was chewing.
“Eewww,” He used his sleeve to clean out his mouth, “yuck! This sandwich is old and moldy! Nasty! This must be a month old! WAIT! It’s a month old!”
Shawn and Tonya looked at Alex as if he were loosing his mind.
“Don’t you remember? I went mountain climbing last month, this sandwich is from last month, I didn’t clean out my pack. My grappling hook should still be in here!” He began to rummage again in his bag. He looked like some feral animal, all hunched over, and maniacal.
Quite suddenly, he jerked up his head. He had a huge grin on his face (he almost looked like the Joker)
“Guess what I found,” he said in an eerie singsong chant. Shawn and Tonya were almost afraid to ask. Alex pulled something out of his pack, held it against his stomach while he bent over it, and stared at them like a cobra hypnotizing its prey. He stood tall, held his treasure over his head, then called out triumphantly.
“I found my rope and grappling hook!”
The three were soon out of the cave and once again in the fresh air.
“Eewww,” He used his sleeve to clean out his mouth, “yuck! This sandwich is old and moldy! Nasty! This must be a month old! WAIT! It’s a month old!”
Shawn and Tonya looked at Alex as if he were loosing his mind.
“Don’t you remember? I went mountain climbing last month, this sandwich is from last month, I didn’t clean out my pack. My grappling hook should still be in here!” He began to rummage again in his bag. He looked like some feral animal, all hunched over, and maniacal.
Quite suddenly, he jerked up his head. He had a huge grin on his face (he almost looked like the Joker)
“Guess what I found,” he said in an eerie singsong chant. Shawn and Tonya were almost afraid to ask. Alex pulled something out of his pack, held it against his stomach while he bent over it, and stared at them like a cobra hypnotizing its prey. He stood tall, held his treasure over his head, then called out triumphantly.
“I found my rope and grappling hook!”
The three were soon out of the cave and once again in the fresh air.
11.04.2006
Work in progress pt 5
“I don’t have enough to start my mission. I need your help.” He said as she turned her back on him.
“I’ll fail if you don’t give me more.” He waited for her to reply, but she didn’t. She began to pack her things.
“Fine then, good bye.” He whirled around, and left the tent. Accain merely stood in front of her shelf, a faint smile on her lips.
Shawn and Alex jumped as a low grumbling noise emitted from somewhere nearby. Sheepishly Tonya covered her stomach with her hands and looked up.
“Sorry,” she said, in an apologetic tone. She lifted her head and stared out the hole above them to the sky. “Dusk is approaching, and I haven’t eaten all day. “ She began to rummage threw her pack, in hopes of a morsel to calm her appetite. Alex and Shawn, whose bellies also began to complain, followed in Tonya’s example. One by one they found sandwiches and began to eat.
“I’ll fail if you don’t give me more.” He waited for her to reply, but she didn’t. She began to pack her things.
“Fine then, good bye.” He whirled around, and left the tent. Accain merely stood in front of her shelf, a faint smile on her lips.
Shawn and Alex jumped as a low grumbling noise emitted from somewhere nearby. Sheepishly Tonya covered her stomach with her hands and looked up.
“Sorry,” she said, in an apologetic tone. She lifted her head and stared out the hole above them to the sky. “Dusk is approaching, and I haven’t eaten all day. “ She began to rummage threw her pack, in hopes of a morsel to calm her appetite. Alex and Shawn, whose bellies also began to complain, followed in Tonya’s example. One by one they found sandwiches and began to eat.
11.02.2006
Work in progress pt4, possible title "Journeys"
“There are no heroics in this blood. Just bad mistakes, and wrong doings. You are but a simple farm boy. I can not help you.” With that she sprinkled some gray powder onto the cloth, folded it up, and then began to lift herself from her seat.
“Wait!” cried Arran, “this can’t be all. Surely I am destined for more. All I am asking is that you send me on a quest that will take me away from here. Please, I’m begging you.”
“There is something,” she said as she looked at him through veiled eyes, “but it is not what you think. I can not give you a task that will garner you fame and fortune, but I can send you to one who can. There is one who holds all the wisdom of this world, from before time to beyond the end of time. You must seek Him out. He has a path for you, which he has laid out just for you, but you must choose it! It will not be an easy task, there will be many obstacles, and many foes.”
Arran was stunned. He had never heard of such a man, but he was, after all, a farm boy. He stood contemplating. If indeed he met this man, carried out his task, he could be greater than he had ever imagined. For surely such a one who held all the wisdom of the ages would know he was destined for greatness.
“So where must I go to find him? What is his name?” Demanded Arran.
“I can not tell you anymore. He will layout the signs pointing to him, you need but look.”
“Wait.” Arran called out,” can’t you give me something else?”
“I’m sorry. I can not help you anymore.” she said, almost sorrowfully.
“Wait!” cried Arran, “this can’t be all. Surely I am destined for more. All I am asking is that you send me on a quest that will take me away from here. Please, I’m begging you.”
“There is something,” she said as she looked at him through veiled eyes, “but it is not what you think. I can not give you a task that will garner you fame and fortune, but I can send you to one who can. There is one who holds all the wisdom of this world, from before time to beyond the end of time. You must seek Him out. He has a path for you, which he has laid out just for you, but you must choose it! It will not be an easy task, there will be many obstacles, and many foes.”
Arran was stunned. He had never heard of such a man, but he was, after all, a farm boy. He stood contemplating. If indeed he met this man, carried out his task, he could be greater than he had ever imagined. For surely such a one who held all the wisdom of the ages would know he was destined for greatness.
“So where must I go to find him? What is his name?” Demanded Arran.
“I can not tell you anymore. He will layout the signs pointing to him, you need but look.”
“Wait.” Arran called out,” can’t you give me something else?”
“I’m sorry. I can not help you anymore.” she said, almost sorrowfully.
National Novel Writing Month
Thats "write", pardon the pun but I could not help it :). I decided that since this page is all about me scribbling down the little bit of stories or what not and I've begun work on something thats been kicking around in my head for a while, that this may be the thing for me. During the month of November writers are challenged to come with 175 pages ( a lot of words). So wish me luck!
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