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Brandy

Short Stories
- The Mountain: The Cliff of time

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The Mountain: The Cliff of time
         by Brandy
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And Delia... when should we go?" I asked her suddenly.

"What? Going? No! You cannot go! You will die!" Delia said as she grabbed both of them suddenly. "Stay here! And help us! Don't go near that witch!"

I looked at Delia. I then notice that I cannot trust her. I looked at Thomas. He too thinks so also. I looked at Delia again. I grinned. I nodded at Thomas that I got a planned and he nodded back. Then... I kicked Delia.

Delia felled backwards. Thomas hit her and I watched Delia goes out of cold.

I looked at Thomas and nodded toward a pathway. He looked at me weird... wondering why I'm not speaking maybe.

I shook my head when he started to speak. I walked down the path and look at the dragon one last time. It seems so real once again... wait... I gasped.

I grabbed Thomas's hand and run with him dragging behind. He looked at me, as he seemed to be dragging.

"What? What is wrong?" He asked at last.

"Dragon! Alive!" I gasped out but still run. I think Thomas looked behind him because he had gasped in shocked.

"Crap! Get the hell out of here now!" Thomas said.

I wanted to laugh when he cursed by accident but instead I keep on running. I can feel the ground moving as I noticed a cavern entrance.

:"There! We should find Agus in there!" I shouted and run into the cave.

"Go! It's gaining!" Thomas shouted from behind me. "And I can run by myself, thanks!"

I had to laugh softly but I didn't and then I gasped as I noticed the dragon coming toward us. "Jump! Jump into the Cave now!" I yelled and jumped in. So did Thomas but he landed on me. "Oof! Not on me!"

Thomas chuckled softly. I slapped him across the face. He looked at me weird.

"Why did you do that?" He asked. I looked at him...

"I'm sorry, Thomas... it's just that I have a little bit of a problem with people landing on top of me." I said as I looked away from his face.

Then he touched me softly on the face. "Margraut? It's okay... I understand." He said.

I wanted to slapped him again but I didn't... I felt warm inside when I'm with him... that I know... then Thomas kissed me on the lips. I broke the kiss and looked at him.

"Thomas? You love me? So soon?" I asked.

"Yes." Thomas said with a smile. "But... I had predicted to go out with you a long time."

"Meaning?" I asked confused.

"We are meant to be together."

I smiled for the first time. Somehow I knew that Thomas would say that. Then I leaned and kissed him back on his lips while I was thinking so it shall. So we shall be together forever.

Then the kiss didn't last long because I heard a woman's laugh.

I looked at Thomas. "You heard it too." He asked me. I nodded.

"I think we should go checked it out." I said as I got up.

"Yes. Let's." Thomas said with a warm smile.

Then we went deeper into the Cavern.

Dear my child,

What you see all your life became unknown. Though the mountain became a legend and now is in your hands to protect it. But you must understand that I... am no longer in your way. Even though I am your mother... you must protect Time Age Mountain. Angel Mountain was only part of the mountains that you must protect. Long ago, people wanted to destroy the mountains because of their magic inside the caverns. Time Age Mountain has a cavern but in it lives a witch. A witch that you sometimes have to destroy. If she were not destroy the mountain would be destroy.

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