Time travel collaborative story
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(I’m changing Arrow from a springer spaniel to a wolfhound, just so y’all know.)
Andromeda was freezing. They had been walking through the snow for hours and hadn’t come across a single sign of civilization. Arrow kept close to Andromeda’s side, and the huge wolfhound had been able to keep her a little bit warmer, but it was still freezing. ‘Percy is so lucky,’ thought Andromeda ruefully. ‘He gets a warm jacket and pants. Sure, I have leggings underneath my dress, and a shawl, but it’s not really the same.’ She was startled out of her thoughts by Percy.
“I see a house up ahead! Come on!”
They rounded the top of the hill, and Andromeda saw a small farm. The siblings hurried down the hill and Andromeda noticed that there was two figures beside the well, a girl with bright red hair, and a cheetah?! What was a cheetah doing in the time of the Civil War in the middle of winter? Percy called to the girl.
“Excuse me miss! Might we rest here for a while? My sisters are cold, and could use some food.”
The girl seemed startled. The cheetah (how could there be a cheetah in the Civil War?) had raised it’s hackles and growled fiercely at the newcomers. Andromeda laid her hand on Arrow and could feel that his own hackles were raised. The girl looked at them.
“Just wait one moment.”
She darted inside the house and returned a minute later with a kind-faced woman.
"I read that book, and it affected me." ~my sister, about the Warrior Cats.
Percy helped the girls up the stairs that led to the houses porch, and then the siblings walked inside.
“My dears, come in come in! It’s too cold to be out and about!” The pleasant faced woman said.
“Thank you ma’am. But i’ll be needing to go to Fredericksburg.” Percy said.
“Oh, certainly not tonight!” She asked.
“Indeed i do. But thank you very much for your hospitality.”
“Well, we’re happy to help all in need. The Good Lord has told us to serve, and we try our best. But by your apparel, methinks you are heading there to join up with Jackson’s corp?”
Percy nodded.
“Well, we can give you a horse to get you to the front lines.”
“Oh, thank you ma’am!” Percy said, happy that he wouldn’t have to walk.
“Well we’re happy to help a soldier.” She said smiling. “My brother is fighting under General Hood. Hood is actually under Jackson. So maybe you’ll meet! Of course, he don’t fight for slavery, for our family is strongly opposed to that. None of us own any slaves. We’re fighting for rights.” She blushed. “Oh, and there i go again, off on one of my talking sprees. Well the stables around back, and there’s a quarter horse in the farthest right stall. I suppose we’ll see you soon?” She asked.
“Maybe.” He answered, not knowing the answer. He bid his sisters goodbye, then went to the stables, and saddled up his horse. He was soon riding through the forest. Suddenly he heard a cannon fire. He stopped in his tracks. The sound stirred memories within him. Unwelcome memories.
He had been to the Battle of Camden, where the British had routed the Americans. The carnage there stunned him.
He had fought in the Battle of San Juan Hill, riding alongside Teddy Roosvelt. The smell of blood from the battle still lingered in his nostrils.
He had experienced the Battle of the Somme, one of the bloodiest battles of World War 1.
He had fought at D-Day. El-Alamein. Gallipoli. Leningrad. Guadacanal. All of these made very unpleasant memories to him. But they were good as well. Many boys his age thought war to be romantic. He saw it as it was. Death, blood and chaos.
Probably the most memorable battle he had been in however, was the Battle of the Ia Drang Valley, one of the U.S.’s first conflicts in Veitnam. There, 400 U.S. soldiers under Lt. Col. Hal Moore held of over 4,000 Vietnamese soldiers. The bravery, daring, and sheer nerve there impressed him, so as to know that even in war there are beautiful things. Leadership. Comradary. Brotherhood.
He shook his head of the thoughts, and kept riding. He needed to get to Fredericksburg, and he needed to get there fast.
Wow, I’ve missed so much!! Sorry guys! I’ll try to post today. But I’ve LOVED all of your posts! Y’all are such talented writers!
Wingiby: I think Silvia (hope I spelled that right) being able to time travel through water is a great idea! I love it!!
"I threw stones at the stars, but the whole sky fell."
Thank you, Thwapling! I’m glad you liked it! You spelled Silvia right. I just wanted to make sure it wouldn’t interfere with anything, so I’m glad it didn’t 😉
And by the way, do any of you know how to tag anyone? Where their name shows up in blue? ‘Cause I don’t. I feel rather, um, behind, but I have no idea how to do it.
I light the arrow, pull the bow,
Shoot that fire right through my soul.Don’t feel behind!! I’m NOT tech-y at all!!! I think you just put an @ then the person’s name with – between any spaces. Like @wingiby-iggiby. I’m pretty sure you don’t use italics for it or anything.
"I threw stones at the stars, but the whole sky fell."
Did that make any sense?? Don’t hesitate to say if it doesn’t
"I threw stones at the stars, but the whole sky fell."
I light the arrow, pull the bow,
Shoot that fire right through my soul.Also, would you guys mind if I try out writing in first person? I kinda want to see what it’s like. Is that alright with y’all?
"I threw stones at the stars, but the whole sky fell."
Ha! Thank you! You explained it perfectly! Now I feel a lot better…
I light the arrow, pull the bow,
Shoot that fire right through my soul.Ha ha, you’re welcome 😀 I’m glad I could help
"I threw stones at the stars, but the whole sky fell."
I don’t mind if you write first person! And are we on here at the same time?!
I light the arrow, pull the bow,
Shoot that fire right through my soul.Thanks! I think we are!
"I threw stones at the stars, but the whole sky fell."
Whoa, that never happens!
I light the arrow, pull the bow,
Shoot that fire right through my soul.
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