|A New Beginning (standard:fantasy, 2169 words)|
|Author: Melody||Added: Jan 27 2001||Views/Reads: 2335/1423||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|This story is about a young girl living under the cruel thumb of a common street thug, and what happens to her.|
A New Begining Seluna took a deep breath and stepped into the blackness of the narrow alleyway. Her dainty bare feet made not a sound as she hurried through the darkness toward an old rundown building at the end of the back street. She could feel the unseen eyes upon her as she half walked; half ran finally reaching her destination. Seluna knocked on the small plain door, and then jumped back as it slowly creaked open a half an inch. "What be the word?" the voice from within asked. " I...ah..." in her nervousness the young girl had nearly forgotten the phrase Prowen had told her would gain her admittance. "Ye knows it or ye don'ts" the voice was beginning to sound agitated. Seluna's sharp mind suddenly clicked and her voice came unwaveringly through the inky blackness. "The moon shines round and bright this night" she smiled slightly to herself as the door swung wide allowing her inside. Seluna stepped through the darkened entrance and waited while her eyes adjusted to the dimly lit room. A raspy voice at her shoulder gave her a start. "Yer here to see Reybur aint ye?' Seluna could only nod mutely and hope her expression did not belie the disgust she was feeling upon looking at the rat-faced man before her. He had only one good eye, the other nothing more than a hollowed out socket. He chortled at Seluna's expression, a dribble of spittle running out of the corner of his mouth and down his chin. " I'll fetch him fer ye." The man shuffled off as Seluna inwardly cringed. As she waited, she took in the surroundings her eyes having become accustomed to the gloom. She could make out the sparse furnishings, a battered but sturdy looking table in the middle of the room. The only light source came from the large candle that was sitting in its center. Three chairs were haphazardly placed around it, and a black doorway yawned in the far corner. It was to that doorway that her attention was now turned. Through the opening stepped Prowen followed by one whom she assumed to be Reybur. Prowen walked to her a cold smile on his lips. “Good thing ye showed this eve Seluna.” He grabbed her arm and shoved her down onto one of the chairs. She winced as her knee bumped the table but knew better than to voice any complaints. “Now Prowen, that is no way to treat my guest.” Reybur’s silky smooth voice cut through the gloom of the small chamber. He bowed politely to Seluna. “ I am Reybur and this humble abode is mine. I am so glad you could join us this eve.” His smile was devoid of warmth and it gave his handsome face a severity. With a fluid grace he seated himself opposite her. Prowen scowled, accentuating the jagged scar running across his forehead, as he grunted and sat down next to Seluna. Reybur steepled his fingers and raked his gaze over the girl before him, taking her in from the top of her head down to her scantily clad body. She sat with her slender arms wrapped about herself as if fearing attack from someone. Her long, thick, dark hair hung down her back, curling slightly at its ends. Her expressive, dark eyes framed by sooty, full lashes were demurely downcast. Her figure was lithe but curvaceous and her scant clothing left little to the imagination. Reybur’s first thought was that this girl looked more like a follower of Sune Firehair, the goddess of beauty, than Prowen’s plaything. Seluna shivered unconsciously under the scrutiny and glanced at Prowen. “Now then,” came Reybur’s smooth voice diverting her attention. “Prowen has told me much of you and your talents my dear.” His cold eyes continued to watch Seluna. “I aint real sure what yer talking about Mr. Reybur.” She kept her eyes downcast a soft blush staining her cheeks. Prowen guaffed and slapped Seluna’s thigh. “He’s talking about yer dancing and persuasive ability girlie. I didn’t tell him about the other stuff.” He laughed again his eyes wandering appreciatively over her form. Seluna blushed deeply and lifted her eyes to Reybur. “What is it yer a wantin from me cause I knowed ye wouldn’t have called me here if ye didn’t want something.” Reybur chuckled softly. “Prowen and I have decided to make use of your Click here to read the rest of this story (144 more lines)
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