Faltering Stairs 14Dappled sunlight danced upon the grassy earth. Kaolos and Mother sat beneath a tree I just discovered yesterday. The area was secluded, only a few guards in the distance. Birds chirped from the trees, adding near-music to the peace of the garden.It was only thanks to Kaolos' height and masculine figure that I could see who was who. Mother held the infant version of me in her arms. It felt weird to see myself so tiny, merely babbling and perfectly safe. She barely looked different from the wonderful woman I now knew, aside from having a bit more weight to her.Kaolos on the other hand, looked pretty much identical. His eyes had a hardness to them, instead of the mere stern look when he gave orders. He sat right next to Mother, back stiff against the tree. His hair was as long as Mother's here, flowing down his back in a silvery river. While the Queen coddled infant-me, Kaolos looked into the distance. Immobile, his legs folded tight against his body. His gaze almost seemed to be lookin
Faltering Stairs 13I trudged along the deserted alleys, between Kaolos and Svrek. Until this morning, I forgot how nice the sun was on my tan skin. After a month of being cooped up inside the palace's sterile marble halls, King Tuel finally gave me permission to exit the monstrous building. However, my brother insisted on me coming out with him and Svrek on some errands. So much for exploring the lush gardens inside the palace gates."Why do I need to go with Svrek?""You're coming along so that when I talk to my parents, I don't get skinned alive.""S-skinned?"Kaolos rolled his eyes. "It's a figure of speech.""Right. Sorry about that. My parents just aren't exactly supportive of me. I wouldn't be talking to them about my apprenticeship, but it's common courtesy. And I would like you with me just for the comfort factor.""Won't they know I'm one of the princes?""No. Even at your funeral your name wasn't disclosed. The public learns your name when you're twelve, normally.""I'm nameless?" The idea of b
Emergency Lightsaber PartiesIt all started at 11:33 P.M., New Years' Eve. The one game our entire group of friends was obsessed with Just Dance and its predecessors blared music to "Jin Go Lo Ba". Michelle, Justin, Indi and I imitated the aboriginal on the screen with almost complete attention. At some point, I heard my cell phone ring. It was about time.Nate was watching us to the side, and the ring quickly ended. Right after the four of us finished the song, Nate spoke up, loud enough the thirty-odd others at the party could hear. His voice was devoid of the usual jovial tone. "Alice and Brooke aren't coming. Brooke got in an accident while making a delivery in L.A.""What?!" was the roar he got back."Calm down! Brooke's fine. Well, as fine as you can be with a cast and a wrecked car, in L.A.
"Just Dance's theme music was a quiet whisper as the realization hit us. It meant no fun outside with the drums Alice and Brooke usually brought from their parent's