DestinyLies
Active member
haha thanks! I'm posting stuff at my LJ too...but it's mostly stuff I'm also posting here.
Just writing...
- Thread starter DestinyLies
- Start date
Lucy but Taller
New member
YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I love it!!LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!
I love it!!LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!
DestinyLies
Active member
haha thanks! I try to please my readers....I hope to publish someday but as of right now I only have two full books written...and I have to edit those. UGH! So for right now I am just writing excerpts and tidbits.
I try to please my readers....I hope to publish someday but as of right now I only have two full books written...and I have to edit those. UGH! So for right now I am just writing excerpts and tidbits.
Lost Dreamer
New member
Hey destiny. I'm on the sixth page and trying to catch up...you have some really creative stuff here. And the bits about Joe/Kandie are so sweet! I luv 'em.
DestinyLies
Active member
Thanks! LOL Yea I've been doing alot. Some of my stuff that isn't here is at my blog. Go look if you want.Hey destiny. I'm on the sixth page and trying to catch up...you have some really creative stuff here. And the bits about Joe/Kandie are so sweet! I luv 'em.
DestinyLies
Active member
Dreamer
These are dreams that I have had that I remember and I wrote down. These are real characters. Me and my friends.
I slipped inside of Jaden’s bedroom, the young man lie asleep on his bed. He had fallen asleep with the TV on. I walked over and sat on the corner of the mattress, and pulled my legs close to me. I studied my boyfriend, he lie on his side, his blonde hair swiped over his forehead. I rested my chin on my knees and watched him sleep.
Several minutes later Jaden rolled onto his back and opened his eyes. “Candi.” He whispered my name. He sat up, “Candi, what’s wrong?” He saw the tears rolling down my face.
I shook my head, “Nothing.” I didn’t move.
Jaden slipped out from underneath the covers and slid down next to me. “Why are you crying?” He slid one arm around my waist, and wiped away the tears with his free hand.
“Because, I never expected to be here; still with you after 2 years. I’m just happy that I am.” I was surprised I had said that much.
Jaden dusted his thumb under one of my eyes, catching a tear that was about to escape. “Don’t cry. Please, don’t cry.” He caught two more tears on the palm of his hand.
“I’m sorry.” I apologized.
“It’s OK.” He lifted my chin and looked down into my brown eyes. “I never expected to wake up, and you be sitting on the end of my bed.” He kissed me making me melt. When he pulled back I couldn’t breathe. “Sorry.” It was his turn to apologize.
“Don’t be.” I smiled at him. “Did I wake you up?” I asked.
“No.” Jaden shook his head. “But if you did I wouldn’t have minded.” He pulled me closer to him, almost on his lap.
I looked back at the door as I heard a noise coming from the other side.
“It’s Teddy. You can let him in.” Jaden told me.
I slipped off the bed and over to the door. I let Teddy, Jaden’s miniature collie, inside the room I flicked on the light almost blinding Jaden and myself. I blinked a few times. “Now I can see you.”I said.
Jaden looked at me, he knew the other reason why I had turned the light on. Because I didn’t trust neither him or me in the dark together. I closed the door back and sat back down beside of him on the bed.
“Are you sure you’re all right?” Jaden asked me.
I nodded. “Just scared to lose you, again.” I admitted.
“You won’t.” Jaden assured me. He lightly kissed me.
Teddy barked.
“Shh, Teddy.” Jaden told the dog.
I smiled at the dog, who wagged his tail at me. I jumped slightly as Jaden slipped his arms around me.
“You don’t trust me, do you?” Jaden whispered in my ear.
“I do trust you.” I looked up at him. “Just not in the dark.” I then whispered in his ear. “Bite me.”
Jaden laughed. “OK.” He bit me on my arm, Teddy whimpered. “Hush up, Teddy. She’s mine.” Jaden told the animal.
“Ugh. Let go, you’re holding me too tight.” I said as he tightened his grasp on me.
“Sorry.” Jaden let me go. I slipped off of the bed and over to his computer desk, where I sat down in the swivel chair. “What are you doing?” He looked at me.
“Nothing.” I shook my head making my hair fall in my face.
Jaden stood, came over to me, and set his hands on the arm rests of the chair. “Are you running from me?” His brown eyes sparkled.
“I could be.” I lifted one shoulder. “But if I was I wouldn’t have waited for you to get over here to me. Would I?”
“You’re mean.” Jaden said.
“Thank you. I love you too.” I teased him.
“Yay! You said it first.” He kissed me lightly again. “I love you too.”
“No you don’t.” I slipped under his arm. “You hate me.”
Jaden turned around. “Oh, yes, I hate you soo much.” He stepped towards me. “That is why I just kissed you.”
I stepped back. “Which you enjoy doing.” I retorted.
“Yes, I do.” Jaden took a few steps towards me.
I backed away from him. “I could tell.” I jumped inside of his closet.
Jaden followed me. “You cornered yourself.” He said, as he caught me around my waist.
“Yes, I did.” i turned around and looked into his smiling face.
“It’s your fault I kiss you.” Jaden said.
“Oh. How is it my fault?” I pressed my back against the wall of his closet.
“I don’t know, it just is.” He bit my neck barely.
“Ahh.” I muttered before he kissed me one more time. “Stop it.”
“Why?” Jaden whispered.
“Because if you don’t then I won’t be able to.” I jerked on his shirt. “Well, it’ll be hard.”
Jaden nodded. “OK.” He took my hand and led me back inside his bedroom.
I looked at him and smiled. He respected me enough to stop. “Baby.” I said squeezing his hand.
“Hmmm?” Jaden turned to me.
”Thanks.” I looked up at him. “You passed.”
“Passed what?” Jaden tilted his head slightly to one side.
“My test.” I tugged playfully on his hand. “You respect me enough to stop, and you didn’t get mad at me for turning the light on.”
“Is that good?” Jaden wondered.
I smiled. “Very good.” I told him, my brown eyes sparkled.
“How?”
The poor blonde. “I can trust you more, and you love me enough to stay off.” I reached up and tugged on his blonde hair. “Blonde boy.”
“Oh. You’re different and unique, even your name is. Two reasons why I like you.” He leaned against his desk. “And you’re cute.”
“So are you, all three of them.” I leaned against him, pressing my cheek against his chest. I closed my eyes and listened to his heart beating, wanting to memorize the sound………..
Wow it’s long! How’d you like it?
DestinyLies
These are dreams that I have had that I remember and I wrote down. These are real characters. Me and my friends.
I slipped inside of Jaden’s bedroom, the young man lie asleep on his bed. He had fallen asleep with the TV on. I walked over and sat on the corner of the mattress, and pulled my legs close to me. I studied my boyfriend, he lie on his side, his blonde hair swiped over his forehead. I rested my chin on my knees and watched him sleep.
Several minutes later Jaden rolled onto his back and opened his eyes. “Candi.” He whispered my name. He sat up, “Candi, what’s wrong?” He saw the tears rolling down my face.
I shook my head, “Nothing.” I didn’t move.
Jaden slipped out from underneath the covers and slid down next to me. “Why are you crying?” He slid one arm around my waist, and wiped away the tears with his free hand.
“Because, I never expected to be here; still with you after 2 years. I’m just happy that I am.” I was surprised I had said that much.
Jaden dusted his thumb under one of my eyes, catching a tear that was about to escape. “Don’t cry. Please, don’t cry.” He caught two more tears on the palm of his hand.
“I’m sorry.” I apologized.
“It’s OK.” He lifted my chin and looked down into my brown eyes. “I never expected to wake up, and you be sitting on the end of my bed.” He kissed me making me melt. When he pulled back I couldn’t breathe. “Sorry.” It was his turn to apologize.
“Don’t be.” I smiled at him. “Did I wake you up?” I asked.
“No.” Jaden shook his head. “But if you did I wouldn’t have minded.” He pulled me closer to him, almost on his lap.
I looked back at the door as I heard a noise coming from the other side.
“It’s Teddy. You can let him in.” Jaden told me.
I slipped off the bed and over to the door. I let Teddy, Jaden’s miniature collie, inside the room I flicked on the light almost blinding Jaden and myself. I blinked a few times. “Now I can see you.”I said.
Jaden looked at me, he knew the other reason why I had turned the light on. Because I didn’t trust neither him or me in the dark together. I closed the door back and sat back down beside of him on the bed.
“Are you sure you’re all right?” Jaden asked me.
I nodded. “Just scared to lose you, again.” I admitted.
“You won’t.” Jaden assured me. He lightly kissed me.
Teddy barked.
“Shh, Teddy.” Jaden told the dog.
I smiled at the dog, who wagged his tail at me. I jumped slightly as Jaden slipped his arms around me.
“You don’t trust me, do you?” Jaden whispered in my ear.
“I do trust you.” I looked up at him. “Just not in the dark.” I then whispered in his ear. “Bite me.”
Jaden laughed. “OK.” He bit me on my arm, Teddy whimpered. “Hush up, Teddy. She’s mine.” Jaden told the animal.
“Ugh. Let go, you’re holding me too tight.” I said as he tightened his grasp on me.
“Sorry.” Jaden let me go. I slipped off of the bed and over to his computer desk, where I sat down in the swivel chair. “What are you doing?” He looked at me.
“Nothing.” I shook my head making my hair fall in my face.
Jaden stood, came over to me, and set his hands on the arm rests of the chair. “Are you running from me?” His brown eyes sparkled.
“I could be.” I lifted one shoulder. “But if I was I wouldn’t have waited for you to get over here to me. Would I?”
“You’re mean.” Jaden said.
“Thank you. I love you too.” I teased him.
“Yay! You said it first.” He kissed me lightly again. “I love you too.”
“No you don’t.” I slipped under his arm. “You hate me.”
Jaden turned around. “Oh, yes, I hate you soo much.” He stepped towards me. “That is why I just kissed you.”
I stepped back. “Which you enjoy doing.” I retorted.
“Yes, I do.” Jaden took a few steps towards me.
I backed away from him. “I could tell.” I jumped inside of his closet.
Jaden followed me. “You cornered yourself.” He said, as he caught me around my waist.
“Yes, I did.” i turned around and looked into his smiling face.
“It’s your fault I kiss you.” Jaden said.
“Oh. How is it my fault?” I pressed my back against the wall of his closet.
“I don’t know, it just is.” He bit my neck barely.
“Ahh.” I muttered before he kissed me one more time. “Stop it.”
“Why?” Jaden whispered.
“Because if you don’t then I won’t be able to.” I jerked on his shirt. “Well, it’ll be hard.”
Jaden nodded. “OK.” He took my hand and led me back inside his bedroom.
I looked at him and smiled. He respected me enough to stop. “Baby.” I said squeezing his hand.
“Hmmm?” Jaden turned to me.
”Thanks.” I looked up at him. “You passed.”
“Passed what?” Jaden tilted his head slightly to one side.
“My test.” I tugged playfully on his hand. “You respect me enough to stop, and you didn’t get mad at me for turning the light on.”
“Is that good?” Jaden wondered.
I smiled. “Very good.” I told him, my brown eyes sparkled.
“How?”
The poor blonde. “I can trust you more, and you love me enough to stay off.” I reached up and tugged on his blonde hair. “Blonde boy.”
“Oh. You’re different and unique, even your name is. Two reasons why I like you.” He leaned against his desk. “And you’re cute.”
“So are you, all three of them.” I leaned against him, pressing my cheek against his chest. I closed my eyes and listened to his heart beating, wanting to memorize the sound………..
Wow it’s long! How’d you like it?
DestinyLies
Last edited:
DestinyLies
Active member
Joe's Point of View
I laid awake in bed watching Kandie sleep. My small petite wife lay beside of me dreaming. I smiled as she shifted slightly and rested her right hand on her pillow, just in front of her face. Her dark brown hair hung down her back, a few strands fell over her shoulder though. I glanced at her hand, the promise ring was there. It always was. The small blue stone shined at me from it’s place on Kandie’s finger. The other hand had a ring too. A much more valuable ring; her wedding ring. But that hand was hid underneath her pillow. I knew I needed to go to sleep but I couldn’t. I didn’t want to. I loved watching Kandie sleep. It made me feel better. It made me glad that I was able to be here with her, that she was alive, and so was I. She never stopped worrying about me. And I don’t blame her. When you have the life I do, I would expect worry. But she worries too much. She cares just enough. That’s one thing I love about her. Katherine has always cared, not only about me, but every one and every thing. She cares when I need her, when Jan gets hurt, and even when Jonah is ranting. Kandie cared what I liked, if I approved, and if I wanted to do something. I finally closed my eyes and tried to get to sleep. I opened my eyes a minute later when I felt her touch me. I smiled as she cuddle up to me in her sleep. She was cold. I wrapped one arm around her and held her close…………
“I’m fine, honey, go back to sleep.” Joe told me. “I didn’t mean to wake you.”
“It’s OK. Have you been able to get to sleep?” I sat up.
“No.” Joe shook his head.
“What’s wrong?” I touched his arm.
“I don’t know. I just can’t sleep tonight.” Joe replied, he reached for my hand and lifted my fingers to his lips. “Go back to sleep.” He said again.
“You have to first.” I argued. “Try.”
“I have been for the past four hours, Kath.” Joe said but he laid down to satisfy me.
“Are you worried about something?” I asked laying down as well.
“No, not really.” Joe replied. He slipped one arm around me. “I don’t think so.”
I rested one hand on Joe’s stomach, “Is everything OK at work?” I looked up at him.
“That I know of, yes.” Joe looked down at me. “Stop worrying about me. I’ll get to sleep eventually.” He kissed my forehead. “Please, go back to sleep.” He kissed my lips. “Now, missy.”
I smiled at him. “All right.” I gave in and obeyed him…..
DestinyLies
~Joe~
I laid awake in bed watching Kandie sleep. My small petite wife lay beside of me dreaming. I smiled as she shifted slightly and rested her right hand on her pillow, just in front of her face. Her dark brown hair hung down her back, a few strands fell over her shoulder though. I glanced at her hand, the promise ring was there. It always was. The small blue stone shined at me from it’s place on Kandie’s finger. The other hand had a ring too. A much more valuable ring; her wedding ring. But that hand was hid underneath her pillow. I knew I needed to go to sleep but I couldn’t. I didn’t want to. I loved watching Kandie sleep. It made me feel better. It made me glad that I was able to be here with her, that she was alive, and so was I. She never stopped worrying about me. And I don’t blame her. When you have the life I do, I would expect worry. But she worries too much. She cares just enough. That’s one thing I love about her. Katherine has always cared, not only about me, but every one and every thing. She cares when I need her, when Jan gets hurt, and even when Jonah is ranting. Kandie cared what I liked, if I approved, and if I wanted to do something. I finally closed my eyes and tried to get to sleep. I opened my eyes a minute later when I felt her touch me. I smiled as she cuddle up to me in her sleep. She was cold. I wrapped one arm around her and held her close…………
Another tidbit
I lay asleep next to Joe. My husband, on the other hand, was still awake. He glanced at the clock on the nightstand and sighed. 2:30 A.M. He ran his fingers through his hair and shifted slightly in the bed. Fifteen more minutes past, Joe finally sat up in the bed. I opened my eyes, turned over and looked at Joe. “Joe, are you ok?” I asked him. “I’m fine, honey, go back to sleep.” Joe told me. “I didn’t mean to wake you.”
“It’s OK. Have you been able to get to sleep?” I sat up.
“No.” Joe shook his head.
“What’s wrong?” I touched his arm.
“I don’t know. I just can’t sleep tonight.” Joe replied, he reached for my hand and lifted my fingers to his lips. “Go back to sleep.” He said again.
“You have to first.” I argued. “Try.”
“I have been for the past four hours, Kath.” Joe said but he laid down to satisfy me.
“Are you worried about something?” I asked laying down as well.
“No, not really.” Joe replied. He slipped one arm around me. “I don’t think so.”
I rested one hand on Joe’s stomach, “Is everything OK at work?” I looked up at him.
“That I know of, yes.” Joe looked down at me. “Stop worrying about me. I’ll get to sleep eventually.” He kissed my forehead. “Please, go back to sleep.” He kissed my lips. “Now, missy.”
I smiled at him. “All right.” I gave in and obeyed him…..
DestinyLies
Last edited:
Nightcrawler_Fan
New member
Awesome. I like the dream one.
DestinyLies
Active member
I'm writing more of the dream...but it's a different dream.
DestinyLies
Active member
Omg!
Oh my Goodness! My faithful readers I just came up with this idea...check it out and tell me what you think....
Merwen is a mute girl who is raised by a man who found her wandering outside the city when she was only two. He (Ferlon Silas) took her in and raised her as his own. If raising her is the correct term. Is starts out when Merewen is 17 years old she is making supper before Ferlon comes home. When he comes home she rushes to get the porridge on the table and accidentally trips over the rug, spilling the food on Ferlon. The man is outraged and starts to beat Merewen. A man visits Ferlon and asks for Merewen as a concubine. Ferlon agrees but tells the man to come back the next day. Merewen tries to refuse, Ferlon tries to beat her again but Merewen manages to run away...but not without Ferlon tearing her cloak. She runs and somehow falls unconscience...I think she falls out of a tree. A boy who is out hunting (I have yet to think of a name...any sugggestions?) finds her and takes her to his home. He tries to teach Merewen to talk, and falls in love with her while doing it.
Well??????
DestinyLies
Oh my Goodness! My faithful readers I just came up with this idea...check it out and tell me what you think....
Merwen is a mute girl who is raised by a man who found her wandering outside the city when she was only two. He (Ferlon Silas) took her in and raised her as his own. If raising her is the correct term. Is starts out when Merewen is 17 years old she is making supper before Ferlon comes home. When he comes home she rushes to get the porridge on the table and accidentally trips over the rug, spilling the food on Ferlon. The man is outraged and starts to beat Merewen. A man visits Ferlon and asks for Merewen as a concubine. Ferlon agrees but tells the man to come back the next day. Merewen tries to refuse, Ferlon tries to beat her again but Merewen manages to run away...but not without Ferlon tearing her cloak. She runs and somehow falls unconscience...I think she falls out of a tree. A boy who is out hunting (I have yet to think of a name...any sugggestions?) finds her and takes her to his home. He tries to teach Merewen to talk, and falls in love with her while doing it.
Well??????
DestinyLies
DestinyLies
Active member
The Dream
This is a story that I dreamt yesterday!!!!!! It’s about a mute girl who runs away after the man who raised her, after finding her when she was two, tried to sell her to a rich man as a concubine. A young boy finds her while hunting and carries her home…..
I'm thinking of writing a chapter before this one...
Merewen Silas stirred the porridge in the wooden bowl. She looked out the window when she heard a familiar whistle. Mr. Blake appeared at the window, the old man smiled at the girl.
“Evenin’, Miss. Merewen.” He greeted.
Merewen smiled and nodded her hello. Being mute the girl couldn’t talk.
“”Ferlon should be home soon.” Ferlon Silas was the man who had found Merewen wondering around outside the city when she was only two years old. He had taken her in and raised her. “What are you making for supper?” Mr. Blake asked.
Merewen held up the bowl she was still stirring.
“Porridge.” She mouthed.
“Ahh, and yours is the best.” Mr.Blake winked at her. “Well, I better get home to my wife. Good day, Miss. Merewen.” Mr. Blake smiled at her again then walked away,
Merewen set the bowl down and started to set the table. A few minutes later she heard footsteps on the front steps of the house, then the front door to the small house opened and Ferlon stepped inside.
“Merewen.” Ferlons’ gruff voice speaking her name always sent shivers down her spine The term ‘father’ was incorrectly used in Ferlon’s case. “Do you not have supper ready, girl?” He almost shouted. One reason why Merewen was glad they were the only house around was Ferlon’s shouting.
Merewen rushed to get the porridge as Ferlon sat down at the table. In her rush to get back to the table Merewen’s foot caught the edge of the rug causing her to trip. She was able to catch herself but not the porridge. The bowl went sailing through the air and landed at Ferlon’s feet, spilling the contents all over his boots.
“Curse you girl!” Ferlon stood up. “Can you not even walk on your own two feet?” He shouted. He grabbed Merewen by the arm and shook her. “All I ask of you is to take care of the house, and have supper ready by the time I get home. And you poor it all over me!” He raised his hand and struck her across the face so hard she feel to the dirt floor. “I brought you into my home out of kindness and you can’t even thank me!” He kicked her in the side. She moaned in pain. “I”m glad you can’t talk.” His black eyes blazed with furry. “Because no one will hear you scream for help.” He picked up the stick that he kept by the door, raised it above his head, and came down hard on the girls back.
Merewen raised her arms to shelter her heard from the many blows she was receiving. Five minutes past and Ferlon suddenly stopped as he heard the jingle of a horses bridle, and the beating of hooves on the ground outside his house.
“Get up!” He hissed. “And clean up your mess.” He put the stick back, opened the door, and stepped out of the house. “Greetings.” Merewen heard him speak before closing the door behind him.
Merewen cleaned up the porridge, wincing every time she moved. She knew her body would be covered with bruises the next morning. She started to make another bowl of porridge knowing that Ferlon would invite whoever had stopped outside of hit house inside. By the time the porridge was ready Ferlon and his guest entered the house. Merewen recognized the man as a wealthier noble. Not royalty, but close. She set the porridge down on the table, carefully avoiding the rug, then sank back into the shadows. She noticed the man wore silk clothing, and had rings with precious stones on his fingers.
The men talked as they ate but Merewen didn’t pay attention to what they said. Until her name was mentioned.
“Merewen? As your concubine?” Ferlon asked shockingly.
“Yes. My wife has not brought me an heir, and I need some one who can. Your wench is not only gorgeous but also able to bring me what I want.” The visitor looked at her with a look that made her turn away from the men.
“I will have to think it through tonight.” Ferlon said stroking his beard.
“Very well, I will be back at this time tomorrow.” The visitor stood.
“I will have Merewen prepare something wonderful for supper.” Ferlon also stood.
“Good.” The visitor glanced longingly at Merewen then turned and left the house.
The second he could no longer hear horse hooves, Ferlon turned to Merewen. “If I can get that rich fool to buy you I will no longer have to keep you, and I will have enough money to visit the tavern more.” He said more to himself than to Merewen.
Merewen shook her head. “No.” She mouthed.
Ferlon laughed. “You have no say in this. Ha! You can’t talk anyway.” He chuckled at his joke.
Merewen continued to shake her head. She turned and headed to her bedroom, and started to put the few belongings she had on her bed.
“What are you doin’, girl?” Ferlon followed her into her room. “Don’t even try to run.” He grabbed her arm. Merewen jerked free and turned to grab her cloak. Ferlon again grabbed her, this time tighter. He turned her around, press her against the wall and slapped her. “Don’t make me tie you up.” He threatened.
Merewen felt her face sting where he had struck her. She brought her foot down hard on Ferlon’s foot, the mans grip loosened enough for her to pull free, and run towards the door.
“Hey!” Ferlon yelled. He lunged after her, catching her by the edge of her dress, he pulled her back and threw her. She hit the bed and fell the the floor. Merewen started to move but Ferlon was already there, he set her up. “I guess I will have to beat some sense into you.” He picked her up and slammed her down on the bed. Merewen tried to fight the man off but that only made him more mad. Her fingernail cut his face as she slapped at him. Ferlon wiped at the blood, he raised his fist and smacked her, she fell sideways, hit her head on the bedpost and fell to the floor unconscious.
Ferlon went out to the barn, retrieved some rope,came back inside, set Merewen up and tied her securely to the bed post.
The next morning when Merewen opened her eyes, her head throbbed. She started to move but found that she couldn’t move her hands or feet, and what little she did move, hurt.
“Punishment, Merewen.” She turned her head looking for Ferlon. He stood in the doorway to her room. “You forced me.” He said. “Now, you have to agree to behave and stay here before I untie you.”
Merewen nodded her head yes.
“Good girl.” Ferlon stepped inside the room, loosened the chords that held her hands an feet. “What?” He asked when she looked at him. “Do you think I trust you after what you did last night?” He chuckled. “I am only loosening the hold so you can eat, clean, and have supper done before I get home.” He then stood and left.
Merewen stood and started towards the kitchen, every time she moved a wave of pain shot through her. Merewen felt the tears prick her eyes, then slide down her face. She stood and cried for she didn’t know how long before moving to the table and sitting down in one of the chairs. She tried to think of a way to escape. The door was bolted from the outside so not through there. The window? A quick glance and she saw that that too was bolted. She looked down at her tied hands. The visitor! Ferlon wouldn’t keep her tied up when the man was here. She could simply run out when Ferlon untied her, and the two men were busy negotiating.
Feeling confident about her plan Merewen stood and after eating some bread and drinking a small cup of water, started the house work. Merewen set the last plate on the table when Ferlon opened the door several hours later.
“Did you learn your lesson?” Ferlon asked.
Merewen nodded. Her face fell when she heard a horse outside the house.
Ferlon stepped over and untied her hands an feet, tossed the ropes into a corner and opened the door. The rich man stepped inside the house.
“Good day. Have you thought it over?” The man asked Ferlon.
“Yes. The girl is all I have.” Ferlon said.
“I will pay you five-thousand gold piece.” The visitor offered holding up a pouch, coins jingled inside.
Ferlons’ eyes lit up. “Why don’t we sit down and eat, and we can discuss it?” Ferlon motioned to the table.
“Let me first examine the girl.” The visitor stepped toward Merewen. “Hmmm.” He muttered as he circled her. “She’s lean, healthy.” He came back around and stood in front of her. “Nice full lips, small body.” He turned her head to one side then the other. He ran one hand down her neck across her shoulder down her arm.
“The girl is clumsy.” Ferlon said as the mans fingers stopped on a bruise on Merewens’ arm.
“Oh.” The man nodded. “Tell me girl, have you ever seen such a man as powerful as I?” He asked. When Merewen did not reply he asked another question. “Do you find me pleasing to look at?” When she didn’t answer the second time he was beginning to get angry. “Answer when I am talking to you, wench.” He slapped her across the face.
“I am sorry, sir, Merewen can not talk.” Ferlon smiled at the sight of some one else abusing Merewen.
“No matter. Talking is not necessary for what she will be doing.” The visitor turned her face to look at him. He leaned close to her.
When Merewen realized that the man was going to kiss her she pushed him away, he fell back into Ferlon and both men fell to the floor. Merewen ran out the door and into the woods. It wasn’t long before she heard Ferlon calling after her. She swung herself up into a tree and climbed high enough to where he couldn’t see her from the ground………..
This is a story that I dreamt yesterday!!!!!! It’s about a mute girl who runs away after the man who raised her, after finding her when she was two, tried to sell her to a rich man as a concubine. A young boy finds her while hunting and carries her home…..
I'm thinking of writing a chapter before this one...
Merewen Silas stirred the porridge in the wooden bowl. She looked out the window when she heard a familiar whistle. Mr. Blake appeared at the window, the old man smiled at the girl.
“Evenin’, Miss. Merewen.” He greeted.
Merewen smiled and nodded her hello. Being mute the girl couldn’t talk.
“”Ferlon should be home soon.” Ferlon Silas was the man who had found Merewen wondering around outside the city when she was only two years old. He had taken her in and raised her. “What are you making for supper?” Mr. Blake asked.
Merewen held up the bowl she was still stirring.
“Porridge.” She mouthed.
“Ahh, and yours is the best.” Mr.Blake winked at her. “Well, I better get home to my wife. Good day, Miss. Merewen.” Mr. Blake smiled at her again then walked away,
Merewen set the bowl down and started to set the table. A few minutes later she heard footsteps on the front steps of the house, then the front door to the small house opened and Ferlon stepped inside.
“Merewen.” Ferlons’ gruff voice speaking her name always sent shivers down her spine The term ‘father’ was incorrectly used in Ferlon’s case. “Do you not have supper ready, girl?” He almost shouted. One reason why Merewen was glad they were the only house around was Ferlon’s shouting.
Merewen rushed to get the porridge as Ferlon sat down at the table. In her rush to get back to the table Merewen’s foot caught the edge of the rug causing her to trip. She was able to catch herself but not the porridge. The bowl went sailing through the air and landed at Ferlon’s feet, spilling the contents all over his boots.
“Curse you girl!” Ferlon stood up. “Can you not even walk on your own two feet?” He shouted. He grabbed Merewen by the arm and shook her. “All I ask of you is to take care of the house, and have supper ready by the time I get home. And you poor it all over me!” He raised his hand and struck her across the face so hard she feel to the dirt floor. “I brought you into my home out of kindness and you can’t even thank me!” He kicked her in the side. She moaned in pain. “I”m glad you can’t talk.” His black eyes blazed with furry. “Because no one will hear you scream for help.” He picked up the stick that he kept by the door, raised it above his head, and came down hard on the girls back.
Merewen raised her arms to shelter her heard from the many blows she was receiving. Five minutes past and Ferlon suddenly stopped as he heard the jingle of a horses bridle, and the beating of hooves on the ground outside his house.
“Get up!” He hissed. “And clean up your mess.” He put the stick back, opened the door, and stepped out of the house. “Greetings.” Merewen heard him speak before closing the door behind him.
Merewen cleaned up the porridge, wincing every time she moved. She knew her body would be covered with bruises the next morning. She started to make another bowl of porridge knowing that Ferlon would invite whoever had stopped outside of hit house inside. By the time the porridge was ready Ferlon and his guest entered the house. Merewen recognized the man as a wealthier noble. Not royalty, but close. She set the porridge down on the table, carefully avoiding the rug, then sank back into the shadows. She noticed the man wore silk clothing, and had rings with precious stones on his fingers.
The men talked as they ate but Merewen didn’t pay attention to what they said. Until her name was mentioned.
“Merewen? As your concubine?” Ferlon asked shockingly.
“Yes. My wife has not brought me an heir, and I need some one who can. Your wench is not only gorgeous but also able to bring me what I want.” The visitor looked at her with a look that made her turn away from the men.
“I will have to think it through tonight.” Ferlon said stroking his beard.
“Very well, I will be back at this time tomorrow.” The visitor stood.
“I will have Merewen prepare something wonderful for supper.” Ferlon also stood.
“Good.” The visitor glanced longingly at Merewen then turned and left the house.
The second he could no longer hear horse hooves, Ferlon turned to Merewen. “If I can get that rich fool to buy you I will no longer have to keep you, and I will have enough money to visit the tavern more.” He said more to himself than to Merewen.
Merewen shook her head. “No.” She mouthed.
Ferlon laughed. “You have no say in this. Ha! You can’t talk anyway.” He chuckled at his joke.
Merewen continued to shake her head. She turned and headed to her bedroom, and started to put the few belongings she had on her bed.
“What are you doin’, girl?” Ferlon followed her into her room. “Don’t even try to run.” He grabbed her arm. Merewen jerked free and turned to grab her cloak. Ferlon again grabbed her, this time tighter. He turned her around, press her against the wall and slapped her. “Don’t make me tie you up.” He threatened.
Merewen felt her face sting where he had struck her. She brought her foot down hard on Ferlon’s foot, the mans grip loosened enough for her to pull free, and run towards the door.
“Hey!” Ferlon yelled. He lunged after her, catching her by the edge of her dress, he pulled her back and threw her. She hit the bed and fell the the floor. Merewen started to move but Ferlon was already there, he set her up. “I guess I will have to beat some sense into you.” He picked her up and slammed her down on the bed. Merewen tried to fight the man off but that only made him more mad. Her fingernail cut his face as she slapped at him. Ferlon wiped at the blood, he raised his fist and smacked her, she fell sideways, hit her head on the bedpost and fell to the floor unconscious.
Ferlon went out to the barn, retrieved some rope,came back inside, set Merewen up and tied her securely to the bed post.
The next morning when Merewen opened her eyes, her head throbbed. She started to move but found that she couldn’t move her hands or feet, and what little she did move, hurt.
“Punishment, Merewen.” She turned her head looking for Ferlon. He stood in the doorway to her room. “You forced me.” He said. “Now, you have to agree to behave and stay here before I untie you.”
Merewen nodded her head yes.
“Good girl.” Ferlon stepped inside the room, loosened the chords that held her hands an feet. “What?” He asked when she looked at him. “Do you think I trust you after what you did last night?” He chuckled. “I am only loosening the hold so you can eat, clean, and have supper done before I get home.” He then stood and left.
Merewen stood and started towards the kitchen, every time she moved a wave of pain shot through her. Merewen felt the tears prick her eyes, then slide down her face. She stood and cried for she didn’t know how long before moving to the table and sitting down in one of the chairs. She tried to think of a way to escape. The door was bolted from the outside so not through there. The window? A quick glance and she saw that that too was bolted. She looked down at her tied hands. The visitor! Ferlon wouldn’t keep her tied up when the man was here. She could simply run out when Ferlon untied her, and the two men were busy negotiating.
Feeling confident about her plan Merewen stood and after eating some bread and drinking a small cup of water, started the house work. Merewen set the last plate on the table when Ferlon opened the door several hours later.
“Did you learn your lesson?” Ferlon asked.
Merewen nodded. Her face fell when she heard a horse outside the house.
Ferlon stepped over and untied her hands an feet, tossed the ropes into a corner and opened the door. The rich man stepped inside the house.
“Good day. Have you thought it over?” The man asked Ferlon.
“Yes. The girl is all I have.” Ferlon said.
“I will pay you five-thousand gold piece.” The visitor offered holding up a pouch, coins jingled inside.
Ferlons’ eyes lit up. “Why don’t we sit down and eat, and we can discuss it?” Ferlon motioned to the table.
“Let me first examine the girl.” The visitor stepped toward Merewen. “Hmmm.” He muttered as he circled her. “She’s lean, healthy.” He came back around and stood in front of her. “Nice full lips, small body.” He turned her head to one side then the other. He ran one hand down her neck across her shoulder down her arm.
“The girl is clumsy.” Ferlon said as the mans fingers stopped on a bruise on Merewens’ arm.
“Oh.” The man nodded. “Tell me girl, have you ever seen such a man as powerful as I?” He asked. When Merewen did not reply he asked another question. “Do you find me pleasing to look at?” When she didn’t answer the second time he was beginning to get angry. “Answer when I am talking to you, wench.” He slapped her across the face.
“I am sorry, sir, Merewen can not talk.” Ferlon smiled at the sight of some one else abusing Merewen.
“No matter. Talking is not necessary for what she will be doing.” The visitor turned her face to look at him. He leaned close to her.
When Merewen realized that the man was going to kiss her she pushed him away, he fell back into Ferlon and both men fell to the floor. Merewen ran out the door and into the woods. It wasn’t long before she heard Ferlon calling after her. She swung herself up into a tree and climbed high enough to where he couldn’t see her from the ground………..
Attachments
Nightcrawler_Fan
New member
That's really cool. I like that. Please continue writing that story.
I like that. Please continue writing that story.
DestinyLies
Active member
Finally! Someone posted hahaha! I am still writing it I just have not gotten around to adding more the past few days. I will see what I can do.That's really cool.
DestinyLies
Active member
Merwen's Beginning!
Ferlon Silas was walking back to his house from visiting his sick mother in a nearby town. As he neared the outskirts of town he heard leaves rustling, and a small cry. Looking around the man saw nothing. When he heard it again it sounded like it was coming from a bush on his left. Walking over the the shrub he pulled back the branches and saw a little girl about two years of age with her back to him. “Um, little girl.” He spoke.
The child jumped and turned around.
Ferlon almost jumped back when he saw the girls eyes. They were purple. Seeing the shocked look on the strange mans face scared the child causing her to cry more. “No, shhh. It’s OK I won’t hurt you.” Ferlon said. “Are you lost?” He asked. The child nodded. “How about you come home with me?” He said while thinking, She will make a good servant when she gets older. And with her color eyes I can maybe sell her later. The child nodded and emerged from behind the bush. “Come on now.” He said and turned to walk away. The girl walked beside of him, she had to run in order to keep up with him. “Do you have a name?” Ferlon asked.
She didn’t reply.
“Can you talk?” Ferlon asked. She shook her head. “Merewen? Do you like that name?” Ferlon repeated.
Merewen nodded.
“Well, I am Ferlon.” Ferlon told her.
Merewen nodded and continued to trot beside of him.
They walked for a few more minutes before Ferlon turned towards a single house, the only house that they had seen so far. “Welcome to my house.” He said as he opened the door. “It’s not much but you’re only a little thing.” He said.
Merewen stepped inside her little eyes swept over the small house. A small rug covered a portion of the dirt floor, a table was set to the far right, a door way separated the front part of the house to the back. She saw a cabinet and water pump to her left.
~Seven years later~
Nine year-old Merewen stepped outside into the pouring rain, ran to the wood pile, picked up the driest logs she could see and ran back into the house with them. Ferlon sat at the table watching the girl, she put the fire in the fireplace so Ferlon could try to light it. The man stood and moved over to where the girl was. He picked up the match box and took out a match, striking it on his boot he lowered it to the wood. After going through six matches with no flame, Ferlon growled. “Could you not find any dry wood, girl?” He barked at her.
Merewen shrank back.
“Go look again.” Ferlon ordered.
Merewen quickly stood and did as he said. She looked as best she could but found no dry wood. She finally went back to the house expecting a scolding. “There is none.” She mouthed when she entered the house.
“Well, I guess we’ll freeze.” Ferlon huffed. He tried a few more times to light the soaked wood but failed. He threw the match box down and turned to Merewen. “You did not look hard enough.” He roared.
Merewen’s lips trembled. She shook her head, she made motions with her hands to show him that everything was wet.
“Useless, child.” Ferlon slapped her across the face. “I should make you sleep outside.” He threatened.
Merewen felt the tears stinging her eyes. She shook her head.
“I won’t.” Ferlon hissed. “But I should.”
She turned and went back out into the rain.
Ferlon laughed when she child was gone. “Only a few more years before I will sell you.” He said. “Then I will be rid of your annoying begging.”
Merewen looked everywhere for dry wood, the woodpile, the small barn where Ferlon kept his chickens, and even in the woods but found only a few less wet sticks. She took them back to the house hoping that they would help.
Ferlon took the sticks threw them on the fire and tried to light them. This time a tiny flame licked at the end of one of the sticks and smoke began rising from the wood. “You are not totally useless.” He mumbled to Merewen.
Merewen excused her self to her small bedroom, where she fell on the bed and cried herself to sleep.
~Two Years Later~
“Merewen, go into town and get some food.” Ferlon ordered the eleven-year-old who stood by the fire.”And have supper done by the time I am home.” He then left for town.
“Yes, sir.” Merewen nodded as she mouthed the words, she didn’t argue. She had learned not to. “You’re going into town why can’t you do it?” She asked, It would not have been good if Ferlon could hear her. She retrieved her cloak, tide it securely around her and exited the house with a basket.
Merewen walked slowly into town, she loved nature, the sound of the birds, the dew on the trees, the sound of the wind. “Hello, Miss. Merewen.”
Merewen jumped at the sound.
“I’m sorry.” Aldous Blake had come up beside of her.“What are you going to town for?” Aldous asked seeing the basket.
“Food.”Merewen replied motioning to her belly.
“Do you mind if I walk with you to town? My mother is sending me to get bread.” Aldous asked.
Merewen shook her head.
They two walked into town together, Merewen went to one of the fruit stands.
“Good Morning, Miss. Merewen.” Mr. Sier the man who owned the stand greeted her with a smile.
Merewen smiled at him. “Good morning.” She mouthed.
“I still say you come live with me.” Mr. Sier teased her. “It’s much better in town then out where Ferlon lives.” He winked at her.
Merewen looked over the apples, oranges, and plums. “Ferlon.” She mouthed. “Alone.”
“That is nice of you to stay with Ferlon, no where close to neighbors, or town.” Mr. Sier said. “Mighty noble.”
Merewen looked up at him. She shook her head. “Not me.” She mouthed her purple eyes looked up at him.
“Well, I believe there is.” Mr. Sier said. “And for that I will give you whatever you want today for free.”
Merewen shook her head and pushed his hand that held the money away.
“Now don’t refuse, Miss, I don’t take no.” Mr. Sier winked at her and slipped one of every fruit he had into her basket.
“Thank you.” Merewen dipped her head in thanks to the man…….
I’ll post more later…how do ya’ll like it?
DestinyLies
Ferlon Silas was walking back to his house from visiting his sick mother in a nearby town. As he neared the outskirts of town he heard leaves rustling, and a small cry. Looking around the man saw nothing. When he heard it again it sounded like it was coming from a bush on his left. Walking over the the shrub he pulled back the branches and saw a little girl about two years of age with her back to him. “Um, little girl.” He spoke.
The child jumped and turned around.
Ferlon almost jumped back when he saw the girls eyes. They were purple. Seeing the shocked look on the strange mans face scared the child causing her to cry more. “No, shhh. It’s OK I won’t hurt you.” Ferlon said. “Are you lost?” He asked. The child nodded. “How about you come home with me?” He said while thinking, She will make a good servant when she gets older. And with her color eyes I can maybe sell her later. The child nodded and emerged from behind the bush. “Come on now.” He said and turned to walk away. The girl walked beside of him, she had to run in order to keep up with him. “Do you have a name?” Ferlon asked.
She didn’t reply.
“Can you talk?” Ferlon asked. She shook her head. “Merewen? Do you like that name?” Ferlon repeated.
Merewen nodded.
“Well, I am Ferlon.” Ferlon told her.
Merewen nodded and continued to trot beside of him.
They walked for a few more minutes before Ferlon turned towards a single house, the only house that they had seen so far. “Welcome to my house.” He said as he opened the door. “It’s not much but you’re only a little thing.” He said.
Merewen stepped inside her little eyes swept over the small house. A small rug covered a portion of the dirt floor, a table was set to the far right, a door way separated the front part of the house to the back. She saw a cabinet and water pump to her left.
~Seven years later~
Nine year-old Merewen stepped outside into the pouring rain, ran to the wood pile, picked up the driest logs she could see and ran back into the house with them. Ferlon sat at the table watching the girl, she put the fire in the fireplace so Ferlon could try to light it. The man stood and moved over to where the girl was. He picked up the match box and took out a match, striking it on his boot he lowered it to the wood. After going through six matches with no flame, Ferlon growled. “Could you not find any dry wood, girl?” He barked at her.
Merewen shrank back.
“Go look again.” Ferlon ordered.
Merewen quickly stood and did as he said. She looked as best she could but found no dry wood. She finally went back to the house expecting a scolding. “There is none.” She mouthed when she entered the house.
“Well, I guess we’ll freeze.” Ferlon huffed. He tried a few more times to light the soaked wood but failed. He threw the match box down and turned to Merewen. “You did not look hard enough.” He roared.
Merewen’s lips trembled. She shook her head, she made motions with her hands to show him that everything was wet.
“Useless, child.” Ferlon slapped her across the face. “I should make you sleep outside.” He threatened.
Merewen felt the tears stinging her eyes. She shook her head.
“I won’t.” Ferlon hissed. “But I should.”
She turned and went back out into the rain.
Ferlon laughed when she child was gone. “Only a few more years before I will sell you.” He said. “Then I will be rid of your annoying begging.”
Merewen looked everywhere for dry wood, the woodpile, the small barn where Ferlon kept his chickens, and even in the woods but found only a few less wet sticks. She took them back to the house hoping that they would help.
Ferlon took the sticks threw them on the fire and tried to light them. This time a tiny flame licked at the end of one of the sticks and smoke began rising from the wood. “You are not totally useless.” He mumbled to Merewen.
Merewen excused her self to her small bedroom, where she fell on the bed and cried herself to sleep.
~Two Years Later~
“Merewen, go into town and get some food.” Ferlon ordered the eleven-year-old who stood by the fire.”And have supper done by the time I am home.” He then left for town.
“Yes, sir.” Merewen nodded as she mouthed the words, she didn’t argue. She had learned not to. “You’re going into town why can’t you do it?” She asked, It would not have been good if Ferlon could hear her. She retrieved her cloak, tide it securely around her and exited the house with a basket.
Merewen walked slowly into town, she loved nature, the sound of the birds, the dew on the trees, the sound of the wind. “Hello, Miss. Merewen.”
Merewen jumped at the sound.
“I’m sorry.” Aldous Blake had come up beside of her.“What are you going to town for?” Aldous asked seeing the basket.
“Food.”Merewen replied motioning to her belly.
“Do you mind if I walk with you to town? My mother is sending me to get bread.” Aldous asked.
Merewen shook her head.
They two walked into town together, Merewen went to one of the fruit stands.
“Good Morning, Miss. Merewen.” Mr. Sier the man who owned the stand greeted her with a smile.
Merewen smiled at him. “Good morning.” She mouthed.
“I still say you come live with me.” Mr. Sier teased her. “It’s much better in town then out where Ferlon lives.” He winked at her.
Merewen looked over the apples, oranges, and plums. “Ferlon.” She mouthed. “Alone.”
“That is nice of you to stay with Ferlon, no where close to neighbors, or town.” Mr. Sier said. “Mighty noble.”
Merewen looked up at him. She shook her head. “Not me.” She mouthed her purple eyes looked up at him.
“Well, I believe there is.” Mr. Sier said. “And for that I will give you whatever you want today for free.”
Merewen shook her head and pushed his hand that held the money away.
“Now don’t refuse, Miss, I don’t take no.” Mr. Sier winked at her and slipped one of every fruit he had into her basket.
“Thank you.” Merewen dipped her head in thanks to the man…….
I’ll post more later…how do ya’ll like it?
DestinyLies
Nightcrawler_Fan
New member
Awesome as always.
DestinyLies
Active member
Thank you!! You need to be more detailed in your comments! Haha just kidding.
DestinyLies
Active member
Dancing in the Rain
Here is the first excerpt that I posted on my newest blog The Sound of Tears. Because my LJ is currently being blocked by the internet security on my laptop. Hope you like. I will post more of Merewen's story later Nightcrawler!
The sound of thunder and rain pounding on the windows hit my ears. I looked up at Joe, he knew what I wanted. He nodded his approval and followed me towards the front door of the house. I looked up at my boyfriend again once we stood at the edge of the porch, barely underneath the cover of the porches roof. I smiled at the young man and he returned it with his own. We then raced out into the pouring rain.
Joe held tight to my hand and ran with me towards the grass. Once we stopped he pulled me close leaned his head down and whispered in my ear. “Dance with me, Kath.” He then twirled me beneath his arm.
“Do you still love me?” I asked as I twirled.
“Of course.” Joe replied, we danced a few steps before he twirled me again. “Why would you ask that question?” He said.
“I don’t know. I just like to make sure.” I replied.
Joe slipped one arm around my waist, lifted me off the ground, and spun in a circle. “I never have stopped loving you, and I never will.” He said.
“I know.” I told him as he lowered me back down. “I love you just the same.”
Joe smiled at me causing my heart to skip a beat. “I think I would die if you did stop.” We danced in a small circle.
“Then I won’t stop.” I shook my head my wet hair sticking to my skin.
We danced and twirled for a few minutes, the lightning and thunder being our back ground music. Joe held on tight to me as I twirled into him. I looked up at him and my breath caught. The love that shone in his dark brown eyes melted me. We stopped dancing. He reached up with one hand and pushed back my soaked hair that was in my face. “Don’t ever forget , or even think about doubting, that I love you.” He ordered. He reached his other hand up to my face, cupping it around my neck, he lowered his head and I felt his lips press against mine.
I accepted the feel of his mouth against mine, as I kissed him back. “I won’t.” I promised him when he pulled away……….
Well???
DestinyLies
Here is the first excerpt that I posted on my newest blog The Sound of Tears. Because my LJ is currently being blocked by the internet security on my laptop. Hope you like. I will post more of Merewen's story later Nightcrawler!
The sound of thunder and rain pounding on the windows hit my ears. I looked up at Joe, he knew what I wanted. He nodded his approval and followed me towards the front door of the house. I looked up at my boyfriend again once we stood at the edge of the porch, barely underneath the cover of the porches roof. I smiled at the young man and he returned it with his own. We then raced out into the pouring rain.
Joe held tight to my hand and ran with me towards the grass. Once we stopped he pulled me close leaned his head down and whispered in my ear. “Dance with me, Kath.” He then twirled me beneath his arm.
“Do you still love me?” I asked as I twirled.
“Of course.” Joe replied, we danced a few steps before he twirled me again. “Why would you ask that question?” He said.
“I don’t know. I just like to make sure.” I replied.
Joe slipped one arm around my waist, lifted me off the ground, and spun in a circle. “I never have stopped loving you, and I never will.” He said.
“I know.” I told him as he lowered me back down. “I love you just the same.”
Joe smiled at me causing my heart to skip a beat. “I think I would die if you did stop.” We danced in a small circle.
“Then I won’t stop.” I shook my head my wet hair sticking to my skin.
We danced and twirled for a few minutes, the lightning and thunder being our back ground music. Joe held on tight to me as I twirled into him. I looked up at him and my breath caught. The love that shone in his dark brown eyes melted me. We stopped dancing. He reached up with one hand and pushed back my soaked hair that was in my face. “Don’t ever forget , or even think about doubting, that I love you.” He ordered. He reached his other hand up to my face, cupping it around my neck, he lowered his head and I felt his lips press against mine.
I accepted the feel of his mouth against mine, as I kissed him back. “I won’t.” I promised him when he pulled away……….
Well???
DestinyLies
Nightcrawler_Fan
New member
Aw, Cuteness
DestinyLies
Active member
Thanks...I will be gone for a week and so I won't be able to post anything new. I will try to post one more thing before I leave tomorrow!!!!! Thanks for always reading!
Nightcrawler_Fan
New member
I'll miss you. I enjoy reading your stuffs.