CHAPTER 8: COURAGE

CHAPTER 8: COURAGE

A Chapter by Martiya Daman

Dina walked around the castle and saw the feast on the grand table. She went to sit down next to Ria, which she felt like a sister now. It had only been a few days, and she had already got used to this, which was pretty weird. They got their Raselbake (Some toast with gold sauce, meatballs and ruby petals, served with sapphire) in a huge amount, and a small, emerald coloring ice sparkling water. 

 

Dina ate them as soon as possible, and went to their room, and slowly creaked the door. Ria was with Dina, and they realized something suspicious. Mr. Gosling seemed to be debating with Ms. Mary, which rarely happened. They both hid behind the door but couldn’t hear the slightness of voice. “There is a closet there, where you first appeared. I will use my magic powers, to send you and me inside there, and we will hear them.” Ria said with good spirits.  

 

She waved her hand outside and a second later, they landed into the closet. They stuck their ears in a small opening.  

 

“But- what- will-she-she... They, won’t - be fine, Gosen... She is too- too young- young too!” “I am sad to do this, but ever- everyone is forcing us, Mary. We have to do this. The forest, will van- vanish!” “But- the omen can KILL BOTH DINA AND RIA, the tribe is trying to send Ria and Dina to kill the worst, omen IN THE ENTIRE EVOLIAN FOREST!!!” Dina couldn’t take it anymore. She banged and opened the closet doors, and shouted, “What omen?” Gosling said with butterflies in the stomach, “The demon omen, Velmora, A snake type, THAT KILLS ANYTHING IN THE FOREST, they- are sending you both...” Dina couragely spit out the words, “I will do it. It’s okay, I believe in myself. I will save the tribe.” 



© 2025 Martiya Daman


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Martiya Daman
Martiya Daman

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I am just writing stories & poems and making others smile, I like it. I am 10 years old and Indian, Glad you came to read my profile. It's definetly a pleasure to write here. My thought: Dreams are.. more..