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My mind was whirling. The Time-traveling fountain, the one my family used? Could it be?
“I believe you.” It was Cassiopeia.
“I believe you too.”
I could see that Cassiopeia wanted to tell her about us being time-travelers, so I gave her a warning look. We didn’t need to tell them just yet. We sat there in stunned silence, until I heard Arrow growling. I peeked over the edge of the roof, just in time to see my dog break the rope and lunge towards Cicero.
I yelled and scurried down the ladder.
“Arrow!!! Get over there right this minute!”
I yanked him back over, despite the fact that he was a wolfhound.
“You arrowhead! Why couldn’t you just sit where I told you!”
When I hurried back up the ladder, Silvia looked less than pleased.
———————————————————————————————————HALLELUJAH!!!! Thank you brain for giving me something to write!
(I was writing from first person, right?)
"TOOOOTHY COW!"- Podo Helmer, North! Or Be Eaten.
P.S. @wingiby-iggiby
I was looking at the copy of this story my mom made, and you said something about Silvia getting a silver necklace because of her namesake or something. Actually, Silvia means Spirit of the Wood, which, after starting to learn Latin, I guess I probably should have known because silva, silvae means woods, forest in Latin. I’m going to stop here before I start rambling.
-Kylie
"TOOOOTHY COW!"- Podo Helmer, North! Or Be Eaten.
P.P.S. I found the character charts (I don’t know what else to call them) so I posting them here.
Andromeda: wavy brown hair, light green eyes, freckles. Twelve. Personality: protective, kind, shy around new people, loves: reading, writing, drawing, singing, dancing, sewing, climbing trees, swimming in the summer, being with her family and friends, dislikes: being hurt, someone else getting hurt on her watch, when characters in books do stupid things, Komodo dragons, and snakes.
Perseus: Dark brown hair, blue eyes, also has a lot of freckles, muscular. Likes: dragons, swords, wrestling, and fire, also likes certain snakes, dislikes: pain, family in friends.
Cassiopeia: Reddish brown hair, hazel eyes, freckles. Personality: quick tempered, clumsy, methodical, helpful, afraid of water, something bad happening and it being her fault, likes: trees, sweets, birds, also, slow runner. Hobbies: reasarching and watching birds (they’re her favorite animal), climbing trees, going back in history, and exploring.
Silvia: Average height, flaming red hair, hazel eyes. Likes: rain, candy, animals, anything the color blue (even blue-footed boobies), dislikes: betrayal, being trampled by things, being sick (especially on weekends). Fourteen. Personality: protective of friends, very energetic and often says things in inappropriate times without meaning to, can be a bit haughty and stubborn. Fourteen.
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"TOOOOTHY COW!"- Podo Helmer, North! Or Be Eaten.
Whoa, like Thwap said, I never would have thought of that; not in a million years! Brilliant!
*bangs head on desk*
I’m learning Latin too, and should have remembered that! Gee… Though I don’t think I had learned that word yet at that time. Thank you for the correction! Maybe Silvia could have a silver necklace shaped like a tree, ha ha. 😛
And thanks for the character info! That helps a lot, considering I didn’t remember even my character that well 😉
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They believe me!? I couldn’t believe it! Cassiopeia looked like she was about to say something, but her sister shot her a look. At that moment Andromeda looked over the side of the loft and yelped, scurried down the ladder, and shouted:
“Arrow!!! Get over there right this minute!”
I lean over and see her jerking the wolfhound’s leash like its a little puppy. The hound complied with a tiny whine and lay down again.
“You arrowhead! Why couldn’t you just sit where I told you!” Andromeda climbed back up the ladder and sat down with a huff.
Her WOLF-hound got loose! He could have mauled Cicero. She looks at me apologetically, and I smile back. It is fine; I know I would want to be forgiven if it had been Cicero attacking.
“Um,” I say, “you guys really believe me? Well, that’s a first. I certainly have never had anyone really believe it. My new family — who aren’t half so new anymore — just went along with it, but I think they thought I wasn’t right in the head.” I giggle nervously; I am so terrible at talking to new people. Etiquette class in Rome was easier because we all talked really fancy and had the proper responses drilled into us — not to mention conversation starters. Here? not so much.
"Whatever man loves dominates them. I loved wrong, for I loved myself. You don't know how sorry I am."
@kylie-wingfeather @wingiby-iggiby @crazy-writer
YAAYY!! We shall breath life into our story again! Thanks so much for those profiles, Kylie! Will right a response post soon 😉
Never be afraid to trust an unknown future to a known God.
~Corrie Ten BoomUmmm…
*crickets chirp wildly in the background*
What now?
"TOOOOTHY COW!"- Podo Helmer, North! Or Be Eaten.
We should probably respond to Wingiby’s post
Never be afraid to trust an unknown future to a known God.
~Corrie Ten Boom
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