Randy and Sarah (Part 1) by Z. E. S. Carothers
Page 2 of 6 On top of a sand dune, in the middle of the cave, stood two glass figures.
The first glass statue was that of a man dressed in a Knights suit, and holding
his hand was a long haired woman wearing a flowing dress. Around the necks of
the two statues were stones, one red and one blue.
The blue stone was around the man’s neck, and the red stone was around the
woman’s neck. The rope that went around the neck and held the stones at the top
of each one was dark leather. Each stone was shaped in a half heart with jagged
edges that obviously fit in to each other.
"She’s so pretty." Sarah said, almost completely entranced.
"She looks like your mother." Randy said in a tone.
"Actually she does." Sarah chuckled as the two kids stepped across the
bridge.
Randy began to walk in circles around the glass figures and Sarah looked at
the facial features of each one. After a couple seconds of checking the statues
over, they noticed the two necklaces. The kids stared at the stones and were
enchanted by the way they shined. For a short moment Randy and Sarah thought
they heard a whisper coming from the stones.
It seemed that they had no free will at all as they slowly lifted the
necklaces off the statues. Randy taking the blue stone felt almost like he was
infatuated by it. Sarah took the red stone off the woman, she immediately felt
a sense of ownership to the necklace. They both stared at there stones and from
a third persons few they would have looked like idiots just staring at some
pretty stones.
Without thinking at all they just walked out of the cave. It had stopped
raining and the two kids just started playing, as if nothing had happened at
all. The rest of the day was spent chasing each other, swimming, and collecting
seashells. When it started getting dark Randy and Sarah walked home.
Now Sarah lived on a horse training stable kind of like a modern day horse
ranch. Her father raised and trained horses for nobles. Her mother grew
vegetables and spices that she sold at the trade market in the nearest town.
The house they lived in was on the edge of the Giant Grass Fields, next to the
forest. It was very far from the nearest town.
When Randy and Sarah reached Sarah’s house it was already dark. They had
laughed the whole way home.
"Sarah, you will come over tomorrow won’t you?" Randy asked
"Of course, I had a great time today." Sarah responded.
"You promise?"
"I promise. I know lets trade these necklaces, you take the red one I was
wearing and I’ll take your blue one." Sarah proposed.
"Well o.k." Randy answered.
"That way I’ll have to come over to give back your necklace."
Randy traded stones with Sarah and then walked home. Randy lived in the
forest about half a mile from Sarah’s house. A couple of yards in front of his
house was a nice little river that Randy caught Steelhead and other sorts of
Trout in.
Randy had lived by himself since he was seven. His parents died from a
terrible disease that Randy was very lucky not to have caught. Before Randy’s
father died he taught him how to fish in the river. Randy’s mother taught him
how to hunt for deer and rabbits.
He lived in a small cottage like house with three rooms. The roof was made
of strong wood. The rest of the house was made of thick stone. Out of the roof
stuck two chimneys. Next Page Copyright © 1999, 2000, 2001 Z. E. S. Carothers, sffworld.com. All rights reserved. No part of this may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the author. The author has submitted the work in accordance with and in agreement with the following Submission Guidelines.
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