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This is a story I am currently working on. For now...here is a preview piece (that is also the beginning). Enjoy!
DARTHO
The night was quite chilly. Tabitha did not notice, even though she was in beggar's rags. She was too frightened to take notice of the cold. She glanced behind her in fear. The stories she heard were true.
Suddenly, Tabitha bumped into a man in a black overcoat with a black top hat and wearing dark grey trousers.
She did not observe his clothing at the time, as she backed away, or tried to. The man had a hold of her shoulders.
"I say, steady on there, Miss!" stated the gentleman, but Tabitha hardly heard him.
She kicked the man in the shins, making him let go of her. Tabitha heard shouting behind her but she kept running. Ducking into a side-alley, Tabitha stopped as she reached a dead end. A shadow loomed over the nine-year-old girl. Turning around, gasping in short but heavy breaths, Tabitha fainted from fright, believing her persuer had caught up with her at last.
(if people like this and want more, please tell me here.)
DARTHO
The night was quite chilly. Tabitha did not notice, even though she was in beggar's rags. She was too frightened to take notice of the cold. She glanced behind her in fear. The stories she heard were true.
Suddenly, Tabitha bumped into a man in a black overcoat with a black top hat and wearing dark grey trousers.
She did not observe his clothing at the time, as she backed away, or tried to. The man had a hold of her shoulders.
"I say, steady on there, Miss!" stated the gentleman, but Tabitha hardly heard him.
She kicked the man in the shins, making him let go of her. Tabitha heard shouting behind her but she kept running. Ducking into a side-alley, Tabitha stopped as she reached a dead end. A shadow loomed over the nine-year-old girl. Turning around, gasping in short but heavy breaths, Tabitha fainted from fright, believing her persuer had caught up with her at last.
(if people like this and want more, please tell me here.)
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(part 2)
Tabitha awoke in a warm bed. She was in a strange room. The walls were white and the room looked moderately clean. The bed cover covered her body. Then, Tabitha noticed she was wearing some sort of dressing gown, her size too.
As she sat up, Tabitha noticed sunlight coming through a window.
It beamed down upon a writing desk against the wall of the window. A boy Tabitha's age was asleep in the oaken chair. His clothes were slightly dirty and torn from wearing on the street.
Taitha glanced around for her clothes, but did not see them anywhere.
Suddenly, the boy stirred awake and opened his eyes. He glanced at Tabitha sleepily and then glanced at the door on the opposite end of the room as it was pushed open.
The door leading into the room opened and in stepped a woman of a plumpish but kind-looking manner. She wore the clothes of a servant. She was carrying two trays piled with food. She beamed and smiled at the two children who were awake.
"Oh, hope you slept well, my dears," she exclaimed with happiness.
She set the two trays upon the desk. The boy was almost drooling, as he smelt the food. Tabitha blinked slightly in response.
(to be continued...)
Tabitha awoke in a warm bed. She was in a strange room. The walls were white and the room looked moderately clean. The bed cover covered her body. Then, Tabitha noticed she was wearing some sort of dressing gown, her size too.
As she sat up, Tabitha noticed sunlight coming through a window.
It beamed down upon a writing desk against the wall of the window. A boy Tabitha's age was asleep in the oaken chair. His clothes were slightly dirty and torn from wearing on the street.
Taitha glanced around for her clothes, but did not see them anywhere.
Suddenly, the boy stirred awake and opened his eyes. He glanced at Tabitha sleepily and then glanced at the door on the opposite end of the room as it was pushed open.
The door leading into the room opened and in stepped a woman of a plumpish but kind-looking manner. She wore the clothes of a servant. She was carrying two trays piled with food. She beamed and smiled at the two children who were awake.
"Oh, hope you slept well, my dears," she exclaimed with happiness.
She set the two trays upon the desk. The boy was almost drooling, as he smelt the food. Tabitha blinked slightly in response.
(to be continued...)
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(part 3)
"Don't mind me, dears. Go ahead and dig in!" exclaimed the jolly maid.
The boy did not appear to be told twice. He grabbed a bun from one of the plates on a tray and started biting into it with gusto.
Tabitha ignored the food and continued to look at the woman. She had grey hair under a bonnet and her wrinkled but humble face looked like the kindly old Lady she appeared to be.
"Aren't you hungry, dearie?" the old woman asked Tabitha.
Tabitha merely shook her head, not trusting herself to speak. Truth be told, she was starving, but Tabitha was still in a sense of shock from last night.
The boy, with his grubby hands clasping the half-eaten bun and mouth still stuffed with food, glanced over at Tabitha. He merely chewed some more and then swallowed the mouthful of bun in his throat. Without saying a word after a few seconds, the boy returned to his feasting, this time taking a bite out of a hot sausage, not seeming to care if he burned his tongue on the delicious food.
Tabitha understood why the boy was pre-occupied with eating. He was skinnier then she was, which was saying something. His raggedy and baggy clothes seemed to be his only salvation from cold weather. Even his cap had quite a few holes within it. He was a beggar, probably an orphan like Tabitha aswell.
(to be continued...)
"Don't mind me, dears. Go ahead and dig in!" exclaimed the jolly maid.
The boy did not appear to be told twice. He grabbed a bun from one of the plates on a tray and started biting into it with gusto.
Tabitha ignored the food and continued to look at the woman. She had grey hair under a bonnet and her wrinkled but humble face looked like the kindly old Lady she appeared to be.
"Aren't you hungry, dearie?" the old woman asked Tabitha.
Tabitha merely shook her head, not trusting herself to speak. Truth be told, she was starving, but Tabitha was still in a sense of shock from last night.
The boy, with his grubby hands clasping the half-eaten bun and mouth still stuffed with food, glanced over at Tabitha. He merely chewed some more and then swallowed the mouthful of bun in his throat. Without saying a word after a few seconds, the boy returned to his feasting, this time taking a bite out of a hot sausage, not seeming to care if he burned his tongue on the delicious food.
Tabitha understood why the boy was pre-occupied with eating. He was skinnier then she was, which was saying something. His raggedy and baggy clothes seemed to be his only salvation from cold weather. Even his cap had quite a few holes within it. He was a beggar, probably an orphan like Tabitha aswell.
(to be continued...)
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(part 4)
But behind the dirt, Tabitha could see sparkling blue eyes, almost like sapphires. His black hair was a mess of straight tangles.
The old woman had nodded almost sagely and had left the room via the doorway she entered, closing the door behind her.
Glancing back at the boy, Tabitha finally realised how hungry she was. But, she did not feel comfortable to the cosy lifestyle. A warm bed, clean and soft clothes and a lovely feast every time you woke up.
She decided to ask the boy a few questions. Maybe he'd know what was going on.
"Hey," she stated in a light and soft voice.
The boy glanced at her, his mouth full once more.
"Yeh?" he asked rather crudely before swallowing the food in his mouth.
"Do you know where we are?" Tabitha asked.
The boy shrugged his shoulders.
"Ain't got a clue," he replied, eating the rest of his sausage that was in his right hand.
After swallowing the sausage after chewing, the boy paid his attention once more at Tabitha.
"Alls I know is that this 'ere house is the bestest place fer grub!" exclaimed the boy as he stood up from his chair, sighing in content of a satisfied meal.
(to be continued...)
But behind the dirt, Tabitha could see sparkling blue eyes, almost like sapphires. His black hair was a mess of straight tangles.
The old woman had nodded almost sagely and had left the room via the doorway she entered, closing the door behind her.
Glancing back at the boy, Tabitha finally realised how hungry she was. But, she did not feel comfortable to the cosy lifestyle. A warm bed, clean and soft clothes and a lovely feast every time you woke up.
She decided to ask the boy a few questions. Maybe he'd know what was going on.
"Hey," she stated in a light and soft voice.
The boy glanced at her, his mouth full once more.
"Yeh?" he asked rather crudely before swallowing the food in his mouth.
"Do you know where we are?" Tabitha asked.
The boy shrugged his shoulders.
"Ain't got a clue," he replied, eating the rest of his sausage that was in his right hand.
After swallowing the sausage after chewing, the boy paid his attention once more at Tabitha.
"Alls I know is that this 'ere house is the bestest place fer grub!" exclaimed the boy as he stood up from his chair, sighing in content of a satisfied meal.
(to be continued...)
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(part 5)
He walked to the door. Turning, he glanced at Tabitha.
"Me name's Sammy Gibb by the way," he stated, almost proudly.
"I'm Tabitha Swanson," stated Tabitha.
Tabitha wasn't really called Swanson, but she felt it good and proper to answer with a last name, since the boy had told her his last name.
The boy smirked slightly.
"Well, see ya around, Tabitha. Have somewhat to eat, tis a grand brekky!" exclaimed Sammy Gibb, opening the door.
He left without another word, shutting the door behind him. Tabitha glanced over at the trays that were upon the sunlit table. Sammy had been considerate enough to not touch a single piece of food upon the other tray. When Tabitha noticed how empty the plate on the tray Sammy had eaten out of, she saw naught even the slightest crumb left.
Feeling her stomach start to pine for something to eat, Tabitha pushed back the cover that was over her body. Dangling her legs over the edge of the bed, Tabitha set her feet down upon the wooden, polished floor. Amazingly, it felt warm, even though her feet were already warm from sleeping in the comfy bed.
(to be continued...)
He walked to the door. Turning, he glanced at Tabitha.
"Me name's Sammy Gibb by the way," he stated, almost proudly.
"I'm Tabitha Swanson," stated Tabitha.
Tabitha wasn't really called Swanson, but she felt it good and proper to answer with a last name, since the boy had told her his last name.
The boy smirked slightly.
"Well, see ya around, Tabitha. Have somewhat to eat, tis a grand brekky!" exclaimed Sammy Gibb, opening the door.
He left without another word, shutting the door behind him. Tabitha glanced over at the trays that were upon the sunlit table. Sammy had been considerate enough to not touch a single piece of food upon the other tray. When Tabitha noticed how empty the plate on the tray Sammy had eaten out of, she saw naught even the slightest crumb left.
Feeling her stomach start to pine for something to eat, Tabitha pushed back the cover that was over her body. Dangling her legs over the edge of the bed, Tabitha set her feet down upon the wooden, polished floor. Amazingly, it felt warm, even though her feet were already warm from sleeping in the comfy bed.
(to be continued...)
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(part 6)
Making her way to the table, Tabitha sat down within the chair Sammy had been sleeping in and delicately reached out and grabbed a sausage from her plate upon the tray. Eating the sausage, Tabitha was thoughtful over last night's events. The only logical reason why she was here was because someone had found her in the darkened side-alley. But, who?
Before Tabitha could think anything more, she heard the door behind her opening. Swallowing her chewed up sausage, Tabitha turned in the chair and glanced at the person who had entered the room. It was a rather pale-looking and thin woman wearing a long black homely made dress. She wore an apron tied around her waist and was wearing a small white hat, the kinds servants wear. She was obviously a maid. Tabitha reckoned the woman was maybe ten years older then herself. The maid was carrying some clean linen for the bed.
"I'm sorry fer troubling you, Miss," stated the forlorn maid. "I'm just needing to make your bed for you."
"That's quite allright," stated Tabitha, almost surprising herself with the tone of authority in her voice.
"Continue as you please," Tabitha said more meekly.
(to be continued...)
Making her way to the table, Tabitha sat down within the chair Sammy had been sleeping in and delicately reached out and grabbed a sausage from her plate upon the tray. Eating the sausage, Tabitha was thoughtful over last night's events. The only logical reason why she was here was because someone had found her in the darkened side-alley. But, who?
Before Tabitha could think anything more, she heard the door behind her opening. Swallowing her chewed up sausage, Tabitha turned in the chair and glanced at the person who had entered the room. It was a rather pale-looking and thin woman wearing a long black homely made dress. She wore an apron tied around her waist and was wearing a small white hat, the kinds servants wear. She was obviously a maid. Tabitha reckoned the woman was maybe ten years older then herself. The maid was carrying some clean linen for the bed.
"I'm sorry fer troubling you, Miss," stated the forlorn maid. "I'm just needing to make your bed for you."
"That's quite allright," stated Tabitha, almost surprising herself with the tone of authority in her voice.
"Continue as you please," Tabitha said more meekly.
(to be continued...)
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(part 7)
The maid nodded curtly and went over to the bed. Tabitha watched her while continuing to eat her breakfast. The maid pulled down the large cover and removed the bed sheet. Putting aside the bed sheet, the maid deftly folded it over a chair that was beside the bed and unfolded the new sheet. Deftly lifting the corners of the bed one at a time, she tucked the bed sheet under and smoothed out the top. Taking the pillows, the maid took off the covers and put on some new pillowslips, fluffing up the pillows before arranging them at the head of the bed. Pulling the cover, she tucked it in at the sides and smoothed it out once more. After picking up the bed sheet draped over the chair and the pillowcases, the maid curtsied to Tabitha and left the room, closing the door behind her.
Tabitha sensed an eerie peace about herself, as she was alone once more. Silently continuing to eat her breakfast, Tabitha recalled last night in a flash of her mind. A shadow, looming out of the darkness, Tabitha turning and running, after that it was all a Haze. As if from a dream. She had no recollection of bumping into the man or of a mysterious stranger whom saved her after she fainted in the alleyway.
(to be continued...)
The maid nodded curtly and went over to the bed. Tabitha watched her while continuing to eat her breakfast. The maid pulled down the large cover and removed the bed sheet. Putting aside the bed sheet, the maid deftly folded it over a chair that was beside the bed and unfolded the new sheet. Deftly lifting the corners of the bed one at a time, she tucked the bed sheet under and smoothed out the top. Taking the pillows, the maid took off the covers and put on some new pillowslips, fluffing up the pillows before arranging them at the head of the bed. Pulling the cover, she tucked it in at the sides and smoothed it out once more. After picking up the bed sheet draped over the chair and the pillowcases, the maid curtsied to Tabitha and left the room, closing the door behind her.
Tabitha sensed an eerie peace about herself, as she was alone once more. Silently continuing to eat her breakfast, Tabitha recalled last night in a flash of her mind. A shadow, looming out of the darkness, Tabitha turning and running, after that it was all a Haze. As if from a dream. She had no recollection of bumping into the man or of a mysterious stranger whom saved her after she fainted in the alleyway.
(to be continued...)
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