Kaltain
LeiyaThose were the most horrifying two letter words I had heard in my entire life. Nothing could prepare me for them. I felt my heart fall to the ground and shatter into a million pieces. Not once did he take his eyes off me as I took my hands to my gaping mouth. Without warning, the tears began to fall from my eyes. The entire world around me started to spin, causing me to stagger to the ground. I was prepared to violently hit the ground when I felt his hands around me.“Leiya,”He exclaimed, gripping onto me tightly to prevent me from hitting the floor. He gently picked me up, making his way to the chair by the window. As he placed me into the chair, I felt an immediate rush of rage overwhelm me.“You liar! I yelled. “Get away from me.”I banged on his face and body with every energy in me. Soon enough I was beating my fists into the air. He had vanished, now standing on the other side of the room. I crossed my arms over my chest as if trying toKaltainLeiyaAfter a very long silence, I turned my teary eyes behind me. He had left. How could a person, no he wasn't a person, calling him a human would be an insult to the human race. He was a creature. A selfish, cowardly creature, who couldn't own up to his wrongs and apologize for it. When I said I never wanted to see him again, I meant every word. I got up from the chair and made my way to the bed. I dragged myself into it, about to place my head down when I noticed a flash of color in the corner of my eye. Something caught my attention and that thing was under the chair. Leaning in, I squinted my eyes to get a clearer view. It looked like a book. The book. I jumped out of bed, rushing to pick it up. Sure enough, it was the black book of spells. My head immediately played back the memory of a few minutes ago, where he told me the actual page for teleportation. I quickly flipped to page five. I couldn't say it made a difference because I still didn't u
Unknown LeiyaSuddenly, everywhere around me was dark, as if I was transported to a void. I looked around me for the faintest indication of light, but I found none. It felt like I was standing on a smooth surface, but to be sure, I used my feet to feel the floor below me. I listened for any sound, but the air was heavy with an eerie silence. The only thing I could hear was my own breathing and pounding heart. Did I not do it right? I asked myself as I continued to look around the nothingness. There was no way I was going to be sure, the book was definitely at Kaltain and I had no recollection of the spell. The distressing feeling of regret was unavoidable. The weight of the silence was getting to me, and my thoughts were becoming louder and louder, almost as if they were not in my head but coming from around me. Not sure where I was heading, I cautiously put my foot out to move forward. Using my hands to feel around me for a wall, obstacle or even person. I felt o
UnknownLeiya I hurriedly sprung to my feet, my heart pounding loud enough to deafen my own ears. “Is someone in there?”I heard the voice again. The voice was definitely owned by a man, young enough but old enough. “Yes!” I yelled.“Please help me out of here.”My voice was raspy from all the crying. “Okay, just, step away from the door.”So it is a door, I mumbled in my head. I did as I was told, cautiously taking a few steps back in the pitch blackness. A moment later, I heard the clicking, clocking sound of locks. My heart was racing even faster than before. Whoever was on the other side of this door, was going to be my saviour or killer. I prayed to my mother's spirit that he would not be the latter.Then the door opened, letting in a large ray of light. My eyes had become accustomed to darkness, the instant exposure to light caused them to sting in pain. I immediately took my arm to my face, shielding my eyes from the sudden exposure
JuzarhLeiya“What do you mean it's the only town with just one house?”I asked as he walked towards the corner that looked like the kitchen. “I mean,” he walked to a wooden jug on the table with a cup beside it.“The door you just walked out of is a portal to the place. The only entrance and exit.” he carefully began to pour water into the cup.“And just like a town with growing trees, and houses, it is called Juzarh,” he stopped pouring when the cup was full.“The only difference is, this house,” he picked up the cup and made his way towards me. “My house, is the only house in it.” He said with a smile, his hand stretched out to me with the cup in his hand. “I understand your fears,” he said when I didn't take it from him. He took the cup to his mouth, taking a sip of the water before handing it back to me. “I promise I mean no harm.”He looked to me with eyes that seemed like they could do no harm. I took the cup from him, my t
JuzarhLeiya “So then, how do the trees and plants stay alive?”I asked, unable to comprehend the information he just told me. If there was no day and night, it meant there was no sun and moon, it also meant this town was probably not on our earth.“Honestly,” he used his fingers to rub his chin. “I never asked,” he added with a shrug.My eyes widened in shock. “You’ve been here for,”“All my life.” he interrupted with a smile. My eyes grew wider and my jaw hung half open. All his life, enclosed in this small house with a not so small garden. No sun, no moon, all alone. “All your life?!” I tried not to yell, but I failed. “Yes, all my life since I can remember.”He walked back into the house and I followed. His voice didn't sound as excited as it was when he spoke about the sun and the moon.“If I may,” I started to say calmly, as I took a seat by the table. “How did you end up here?”He took his seat across from me, taki
Juzarh Leiya“But what about someone to keep you company?”“I have books to do so.”He walked to a small shelf beside the door I came out of, filled to the brim with books. There was no way he only had books to read every day of his life. I did so for just a few days, and I could swear I almost lost my mind. “You have to have someone you can speak to.”“You know,” he said with a small chuckle.“You are the first woman I have had a conversation with.”I was stunned into silence. For a moment, I was completely blank, unable to come up with a response, a question or something else. “What about your mother?”Surely he must have had some kind of relationship with her, but to my surprise, he gently shook his head. “The moment the child reaches the age of two, he is brought here to stay with the man he would call father for the rest of his life.”He then lowered his eyes, picking at the body of a book on the shelf. “I have no memory of my
Juzarh Leiya“Nice to meet you Lyle.”I mumbled. He made his way to the table where I sat, taking his seat across from me. “So Leiya,” he looked up at me with warm eyes.“You must be hungry.” The moment he said the words, my stomach rumbled aggressively and loudly. Loud enough for both of us to hear, and for him to laugh at me. “Say no more,” He announced with a wide grin, getting up from his chair. He walked to the pots and pans on the small stove. He lit up the stove, placing a pot of water on it. He started to chop up carrots and other vegetables, as he waited for the water to come to a boil. I had never seen a man cook. I didn't even think they knew how to. It was always the women that were supposed to do so, and that was in the non-royal household. Growing up, my father didn't let Nayla and I go near the kitchen. He said that was the house of the maids and we weren't maids so we had no business there. As a result, I also didn't know how
JuzarhLeiya “Well,”I began, but paused because I didn't know what to say. Was I going to tell the whole story from the very beginning? And where was the beginning? Was it from the point where my parents were murdered or the moment I was taken to Kaltain? “I was trying to practice a teleportation spell but I think I didn't do it right.”“Obviously.” He added and our voices echoed in the air with laughter. “Obviously,” I whispered. He nodded, getting to his feet to check on the pot that was now boiling violently. He took off the lid, taking the spoon to stir it. He took a little bit of the soup on the spoon, bringing it to his lips for a taste. He shut his eyes, nodding his head in approval of the taste. I giggled silently as I watched him act out. He got out a bowl, pouring spoon after spoon of the egg soup until it was filled to the brim. From where I sat, I could see a white looking thing that I assumed was an egg, floating on the surface