A Small Kid Ran Into My Arms, Whimpering.
A small kid ran into my arms, whimpering.
"What's wrong?" I kept my voice gentle and level. There was something that scared the poor kid and he trusted me enough to run to me with that problem.
"I had a nightmare," he answered as he tried buried his face further into armor.
I took the boy's arms off of me long enough for me to sit before he latched on to my neck.
Rubbing his small back, I asked, "Do you want to talk about it?" If he did, that would give me an idea of exactly what nightmare I would be looking for. If he didn't, I would have to try to find the right one and hope that it wasn't a dream that I was going after.
"I don't know," he whined as he clutched me a bit tighter.
I held him so he could look at me as I started, "Do you not know how to word it?"
He nodded.
I let him go as I stood up. "Well, I don't know which one I'm looking for but I'll do my best." I looked down at him, he couldn't be more than four years old. "Would you like to come?"
His eyes grew wide. "Really?"
I didn't try to stop the smile coming on. No matter the age, the reaction was always the same and it was adorable. I only offer if they aren't able to tell me about the nightmare.
"I don't want to hunt the wrong one and you would recognize it," I answered him.
He almost grew a smile but it died to a concerned look. My brows furrowed.
What was wrong?
"Would I be safe?" the little boy asked me in a small voice.
"It could be dangerous but you would be helping me stop a nightmare from terrorizing anyone else." I crouched to his level again. "However, if you want to go home, I won't think any less of you and thank you for bringing this concern to me."
"If I went to my mommy, would you stop the bad dream?"
I smiled. "Pinkie promise."
"I want to go with you. I want no one else to get any more bad dreams," the brave little boy told me.
"Alright," I said standing up before offering my hand to him, "hold on to my hand and stay by my side at all times. Okay?"
He beamed as he took my hand. "Okay."
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The fields of Royal Cress are okay but when it's pollen mixes with that of things like Ghost Mother Willow... It's just not a good day.
"Have you ever been in there?" I asked as I gestured to the edge of the woods. If he hasn't, then we'd have to go around the Ashen Grove.
"Years ago, I think," he answered, picking a sprig of Royal Cress.
I was just very happy that Royal Cress pollen is heavier than most others.
"Maybe we should just go around," I offered.
"Will it get us there faster?"
"No."
He stood up. "We got through the Ashen Grove, then," he stated.
Oh dear. I rubbed my head. I'd probably have to help him through the mirages that happen to those not used to the pollens.
"Wait up," I called as I trotted to keep up with him.
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"Tell me something I don't know," I asked the strange man.
He looked up into the mostly cloudy sky and said, "All kids have magic. Some are allowed to keep it while others outgrow it."
"What makes those kids loose magic?" I scooted closer to him.
He looked... lost. "I don't know exactly why some don't keep the magic. Some say that they stop believing in the Elemental of the magic. Others say it depends on if their family had magic in it." His forget-me-not colored eyes bore into mine. "Then you get those like you. No one has come up with a rhyme or reason as to why you and other mages like you are here."
"I think they're meant to be here. All the mages and regular people. Everything wouldn't be the same without anyone missing."
"What about the disgraced king?"
"He is needed, too."
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I looked down at the young boy my brother found in the streets with no one to care for him and I wondered how he could sleep through such an earth - shattering thunderstorm.
What had he been through for this to be peaceful?
Or is it the fact that he was finally safe that kept him calm?
The only thing I've seen about this kid is his autumnal colored hair.
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