Chapter 1: The Beginning

            “How do you know which way you’re going?” One of them asked. They’re voices were kept hushed.

            “I have a compass. The moon is barely bright enough to shed enough light for me to read it.”

            “I don’t think we’re going to make it.”

            “Don’t talk like that. We have to make it. Our lives depend on it.” Their hands felt the blackness in front of them as their hoofs searched the ground for a safe place to step. They carried light packs, filled with only crucial necessities that had been shoved inside with their rush.

            “There’s a root right here.” The one in front informed. The second felt carefully and passed the obstacle successfully. Although Fauns were usually graceful animals even in the roughest of terrain, this pair was held back from exhaustion and the darkness.

            “Kole?”  The second one asked, briefly stopping. Kole quickly turned around, the shadows hiding the concern on his face.

            “Why are you stopping? We need to keep going.”

            “Why couldn’t we take someone else with us? We could have saved one more, at least one.”

            “But just one more would be too much. The bigger the group the easier we could get caught. You know that.”

            “I just feel awful, leaving everyone behind. They will suffer from our absence.”

            “And we will suffer on an even greater level if we’re found. Come on Brigg. We need to keep moving.” Kole held up the compass and titled it towards the dim light until his eyes could make out the point. “I don’t think we have much further to go until we reach the Wooding Bridge.”

            “How can you read that thing anyway? And where did you get it?” Brigg reached out touched the cool metal side of the instrument in Kole’s hand.

            “These are not good questions for this place and time.” Kole snapped, quickly yanking the tool away from his companion’s hand. Suddenly, a sound echoed from behind them. They’re ears instantly pricked up and they’re muscles tensed, keeping still as stone. The barking was soft but both fauns knew the distance between them and their trackers would shorten quickly. “Quickly.” Kole whispered, barely audible. They set on their way again, setting a slightly faster pace. The fauns had made their escape.

Author's Note

Not all chapters will be this short, but I wanted to start small. :)

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[Jen Marks]

Lol, just before reading your note I was gonna say "short but sweet."
I can't wait for more; I'll definitely come back to this story.
I can already tell you're a good writer; you have a very mature style.
So far on this site, I haven't seen a fantasy writer yet. Now I've found you! :)

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