Adore Angel
Today is a good day to die
"Clara!" Adella shouted into the torrent of rain and wind, "Clara! Clara, where are you?"
Even though Adella was trying to run as fast as she could, here in the forest, where there was very little light to light her way, where the rain and wind made the trees and surrounding forest that are so familiar to her in daylight, seem foreign and terrifing now. The wind grabbed at her clothes and hair, pulling at her, threatening to push her over. She stumbled again, soaked to the bone but unable to feel the bitter cold that she was sure accomponied this storm.
"Adella? Sister! I'm over here!"
Adella almost sobbed in relief when she heard Clara's small voice through the wind and said a silent prayer to the Lord as she made her way over to a large oak tree. The same tree her and Jeremiah were sitting under for shade just a few hours before.
"Clara! Oh thank the Lord, Clara what on Earth do you think you're doing?" Adella shouted, grabbing onto her sisters wrist and forcefully dragging her away from the giant oak, and back towards the Fort.
When she looked back towards the oak tree though, she had to take a doubletake. For just a moment, one moment, it looked like there was a woman waving to her from under the tree. The woman was skinny, and waved in the wind like the branches and leaves of a tree. The woman gave Adella a smile before disappearing into the oak tree again.
Adella blinked a few times in surprise, and shock. Okay, she was seeing things now. She would have to assess what that meant later. But, a moment later, a lightning bolt struck that same oak tree tree. Clara and Adella were still close enough that when the thunder followed, immediately after, it rattled their heads, shock the ground, and brought tears to their eyes. Clara screamed and cried in pure terror as they both stumbled to the ground in shock and surprise.
Adella was the first to recover, she pulled Clara up by the back of her dress and pushed her forward.
"Get going Clara! Run!" Adella shouted, pushing her sister forward. Thankfully, Clara wasted no time in running back towards the fort.
Adella ran to the best of her ability, but quickly lost sight of her sister again and only prayed she would find her own way back to the fort. Adella had to slow to a walk, stumbling through the dense forest, tripping over unfamiliar roots and rocks. Eventually, a strong gust of wind, and a well placed uprooted root, tripped her and she fell down. She shrieked in surprise, and when she fell felt a sharp rock dig into her knee. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes as she sat up and crawled to lean against a near by tree. Her ankle and knee throbbed. And through the darkness, she was able to see that her knee was indeed bleeding from a deep gash. She wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. And she was still in the danger zone if the dam were to break. Her green eyes lifted to look off into the distance, praying that the men working on the dam would fix it before it flooded the forest, and killed her.
Clara made it back to the fort, cheering in excitement as she did, but when she turned around to look for her sister, and realized she was nowhere in sight, panic filled Clara like an oncoming tsunami.
"Adella?" Clara called into the storm, "Adella? Sister!" Panic took over her small body, and she ran into the fort as fast as her small legs could carry her, crying and screaming for anyone to hear her, "Help! Help please!"
Even though Adella was trying to run as fast as she could, here in the forest, where there was very little light to light her way, where the rain and wind made the trees and surrounding forest that are so familiar to her in daylight, seem foreign and terrifing now. The wind grabbed at her clothes and hair, pulling at her, threatening to push her over. She stumbled again, soaked to the bone but unable to feel the bitter cold that she was sure accomponied this storm.
"Adella? Sister! I'm over here!"
Adella almost sobbed in relief when she heard Clara's small voice through the wind and said a silent prayer to the Lord as she made her way over to a large oak tree. The same tree her and Jeremiah were sitting under for shade just a few hours before.
"Clara! Oh thank the Lord, Clara what on Earth do you think you're doing?" Adella shouted, grabbing onto her sisters wrist and forcefully dragging her away from the giant oak, and back towards the Fort.
When she looked back towards the oak tree though, she had to take a doubletake. For just a moment, one moment, it looked like there was a woman waving to her from under the tree. The woman was skinny, and waved in the wind like the branches and leaves of a tree. The woman gave Adella a smile before disappearing into the oak tree again.
Adella blinked a few times in surprise, and shock. Okay, she was seeing things now. She would have to assess what that meant later. But, a moment later, a lightning bolt struck that same oak tree tree. Clara and Adella were still close enough that when the thunder followed, immediately after, it rattled their heads, shock the ground, and brought tears to their eyes. Clara screamed and cried in pure terror as they both stumbled to the ground in shock and surprise.
Adella was the first to recover, she pulled Clara up by the back of her dress and pushed her forward.
"Get going Clara! Run!" Adella shouted, pushing her sister forward. Thankfully, Clara wasted no time in running back towards the fort.
Adella ran to the best of her ability, but quickly lost sight of her sister again and only prayed she would find her own way back to the fort. Adella had to slow to a walk, stumbling through the dense forest, tripping over unfamiliar roots and rocks. Eventually, a strong gust of wind, and a well placed uprooted root, tripped her and she fell down. She shrieked in surprise, and when she fell felt a sharp rock dig into her knee. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes as she sat up and crawled to lean against a near by tree. Her ankle and knee throbbed. And through the darkness, she was able to see that her knee was indeed bleeding from a deep gash. She wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. And she was still in the danger zone if the dam were to break. Her green eyes lifted to look off into the distance, praying that the men working on the dam would fix it before it flooded the forest, and killed her.
Clara made it back to the fort, cheering in excitement as she did, but when she turned around to look for her sister, and realized she was nowhere in sight, panic filled Clara like an oncoming tsunami.
"Adella?" Clara called into the storm, "Adella? Sister!" Panic took over her small body, and she ran into the fort as fast as her small legs could carry her, crying and screaming for anyone to hear her, "Help! Help please!"