Friday, March 25, 2011

M.M.F.F. Challenge: Week #32

Amy C over at Romance Book Wyrm and Dottie over at Tink's Place have come up with the idea for a Monday Morning Flash Fiction challenge. Each Monday a new picture prompt will be posted and if you choose to participate - you post your story on Friday - 350 words, give or take. 

And here is picture prompt # 32




                                    Through The Veil
                                  By Brenda Sessoms

It had been four years now since Zeera returned from the veil. The only reason she returned was to save her mother from death.

She had been trained from a child to become a warrior of the archer clan. As her father's first born daughter it was her duty to serve her clan. 

She had become the best warrior the clan had. At the age of seventeen , she was already a fierce and dedicated warrior.
She had acquired many horses and wealth from raids on warring tribes.


She was proud to be a warrior and very happy that she would not be obligated to wed as she never wanted to  be ruled by a man as her mother was.

Her father was the leader of the entire Ulay kingdom. His people adored him but his family suffered under his rule.He was so cruel to Zeera's brother Salede, the boy ran away.

Zeera was called before her father and ordered to catch her brother dead or alive.


Zeera tracked her brother for days and found where he had crossed the veil.


The veil separated their world from a small world known as Earth. Very few knew of the opening into the other world beside Zeera and her brother.

Zeera had only crossed over twice and had not stayed long as it was so different from her world as to be frightening.

She came out in the same place she always arrived, she stowed her weapons and donned clothing she had stolen the last time she crossed over.

She set out to find her brother and she knew it might be hard since the village they called New York was large and crowded with many loud machines, tall towers and loud people.

She wandered for weeks, sleeping in alleys, stealing food and whatever she felt she needed. On the third week she spotted him. He had his braids pulled back and was rubbing some sort of cloth over one of the machines these people are conveyed in.

She called his name and he looked up in shock and fear to hear his name spoken. When he saw his sister his face lit with joy.

He explained he was doing a job to make money which was what a person needed to survive in this jungle of New York.
He told her of Jake who had befriended him and was teaching him the ways of earth.


When his shift ended Salede led Zeera to the rooms he shared with Jake. They spoke of home and their parents, Salede refused to return to their home and Zeera could not blame him.

When Jake came home, he welcomed her as if he had known her all her life.

Days tuned into weeks and weeks to months, they learned the ways of these people and Jake learned of their ways. 

Before Zeera realized it a year had passed and somewhere along the way she and Jake had fallen in love.

Zeera never saw herself with a man but Jake was so different. 

With him everything was equal, everything shared. Jake was so surprised to find Zeera had never been intimate with a man. Jake was also surprised to find out how quickly a warrior learned.

Life was very good for all three of them. They had moved to a bigger apartment and by working hard and pooling their money they were living a good life. 

Salede had found someone to love and was planning to marry, Zeera and Jake were expecting their first child in just a few days.

Zeera was home on leave from her job , when she heard a knock on the door. She opened the door and there stood Faga. Faga was a fellow warrior sent by her father demanding she return or he would kill their mother.   


Zeera  gave birth to a beautiful little girl with curly red hair and called her Rabi after her mother. 

She told Jake she had no choice but to return as her mother had always sheltered them from her father's wrath . She told Jake and Salede to care for their little one and she would return as soon as possible with their mother.

Her father's fury had no bounds as he had her brutally beaten for not forcing her brother home. Zeera vowed to take her mother away if she had to kill her father to do it.

The next day Zeera's cell door was opened and her mother stepped in and embraced her. Rabi told her of her father's demise. No one knew what happened, they found him with his throat slit when his concubine went in to dress him that morning.

Zeera stands atop the tallest mountain in her world looking for the last time as she waits for her mother to join her in their journey into the veil.....

The End

Word Count:714


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3 comments:

Michelle Greathouse said...

That was amazing. I love it!!

M

Blodeuedd said...

I wonder who killed him..good, and I really like the veil thing. Our world and theirs

Dottie (Tink's Place) said...

OMG B!

This is just an outline of a story, there's a whole book here! Wonderfully told! I love it!

Dottie :)