Daydreaming
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- Nov 27, 2012
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(Depollux is a tribe, Hedarufidias is a person. I need some sensory details or something like that. Also, please give some advice! Thanks!)
I'm twelve, by the way.
“Halt.” Aaron ordered. All the horses screeched to a stop.
“What is it?” Hudson asked.
“We are at the border of the Histitine territory.”
The four stared at the landscape. It was clear, with all the buried sand mines and the high walls seen in distance, that the Histitines were reluctant about intruders, or simply outsiders.
“That is an unwelcoming line of mines.” Hazel stated, looking uncomfortably at the ring of sand mines that surrounded the territory. It was more impossible than crossing the Nile river on a mice. The mines made a large ring, ten meters in width.
“Well, let’s get in here. Call a guard.” James ordered. “Signal bomb.”
Aaron took one out of his pocket. “Lighter.”
Hazel zipped open her backpack and fished one out. Aaron took it, and lit the signal bomb.
“’Kay guys, lets wait.” Aaron stepped back. As he said that, a flash of yellow shot out of the small paper package and up into the beige colored sky. It drew an arc in the air, and exploded near the Histitine camp.
A few moments later, some guards zipped out of the camp, riding on a large flying machine.
“Depollux visitors?” one of the dressed in purple called.
The four Depollux’s waved and nodded. The flying machine floated down beside them.
“We need to see Hedarufidias.” Hudson climbed onto the flying machine.
“Why?” The guard demanded.
“Something went wrong with a possible exchange.” Aaron explained. Or, at least, tried to explain.
I'm twelve, by the way.
“Halt.” Aaron ordered. All the horses screeched to a stop.
“What is it?” Hudson asked.
“We are at the border of the Histitine territory.”
The four stared at the landscape. It was clear, with all the buried sand mines and the high walls seen in distance, that the Histitines were reluctant about intruders, or simply outsiders.
“That is an unwelcoming line of mines.” Hazel stated, looking uncomfortably at the ring of sand mines that surrounded the territory. It was more impossible than crossing the Nile river on a mice. The mines made a large ring, ten meters in width.
“Well, let’s get in here. Call a guard.” James ordered. “Signal bomb.”
Aaron took one out of his pocket. “Lighter.”
Hazel zipped open her backpack and fished one out. Aaron took it, and lit the signal bomb.
“’Kay guys, lets wait.” Aaron stepped back. As he said that, a flash of yellow shot out of the small paper package and up into the beige colored sky. It drew an arc in the air, and exploded near the Histitine camp.
A few moments later, some guards zipped out of the camp, riding on a large flying machine.
“Depollux visitors?” one of the dressed in purple called.
The four Depollux’s waved and nodded. The flying machine floated down beside them.
“We need to see Hedarufidias.” Hudson climbed onto the flying machine.
“Why?” The guard demanded.
“Something went wrong with a possible exchange.” Aaron explained. Or, at least, tried to explain.