Several moons had passed since we first took the request from the Guild hall job board; from the weeks of preparation to the journey we set off for. Many nights we’d slept underneath the stars, the constellations paving the way to our destination. Our sights were set on the Hinterlands, said to be where a crimson dragon was making its nest. Our employer requested the beast and her eggs be slain before a dragon horde descended on the city.
Our party was composed of four individuals, myself included who was chosen to lead the group. We’d travelled as a party for many years but this job request was unlike any other, we’d yet to meet an adversary I couldn’t best with my blade. A dragon was rare in our corner of the realm and despite our reputation within the Guild, it would prove to be a worthy opponent even for us.
Klaus, our tactician and scholar adept in the arcane arts, gave the party a brief history in draconian beasts before we set off on our adventure. Even with his well-considered plan of attack, I held my reservations for the execution.
Tonight was our last night before we’d reached the dragons nest. I stared into the embers of the fire, steeling my nerves for the upcoming battle. Beside me, the Druid Rowena, hummed a gentle melody while she crafted healing salves and fire warding charms for our armour. Both Klaus and Noah were wrapped in their bedrolls by the fire, and it wasn’t long before Rowena and I joined them.
We woke as the sun rose, just as the last of the campfire embers died. Rowena issued each party member with the warding charms, a single draconian scale imbued with her magic. Klaus went over his strategy once more while we ate our rations, reminding us all there was little room for error if we wanted to secure victory.
I struggled to stomach my meal, feeling my nerves wavering. All the pressure was on my shoulders as their leader. It was my duty to keep my party safe, even if it might cost me my life.
We journeyed to the base of the mountain, where the dragon’s nest awaited. The stench of death hit the back of my throat as we entered the mouth of the cave, but we pressed on until we found our mark in the antechamber.
A scarlet dragon curled up in a makeshift nest of livestock carcasses, the crimson pool surrounding her body was as deep as her scales. Blood red with wicked charcoal talons that gripped the nest as a smog escaped her lips. She’d sensed our intrusion despite the spells we’d used to prevent our immediate discovery. A roar erupted in her throat, shaking the earth beneath our boots. Her wings stretched to their full span and ignited as her amber eyes fell upon me.
I cursed under my breath, gripping my amulet in my gauntlet until my armour illuminated with a golden halo. The mark of the Tempest provided me with the might of a God, and under his protection I felt immortal. I stared down my adversary, the scarlet dragon roared until I was coated in a film of her saliva, yet my moral never wavered. The nerves that’d plagued my mind an hour before became the fire that fueled my fight. I stood before the dragon, readying my shield and sword.
The first strike belonged to me, my blade pierced her left ankle. The dragon retaliated launching a breath of fire in my direction. I held up my shield deflecting the blast away. I had all her attention on me, allowing the party to cut her down.
Klaus summoned countless spells with the arcane arts, while Rowena worked her magic, weaving healing spells in with the natural elements she’d summoned to fight on her behalf. A stone golem rose from the earth, driving a rocky fist into the dragon’s side. The beast snarled as she stumbled on her talons. Noah latched onto the dragon’s tail, hacking chunks of scaled flesh with his twin daggers.
I used the opportunity to my advantage, a miscalculation on my part. I launched myself off the ground, my blade making purchase with the dragon’s amber orb. I’d intended for my movements to be swift, but my blade refused to budge from the crying cavity.
The antechamber shook as the scarlet dragon plummeted to the earth, her wicked talon sliced through my armour like a knife through butter. My body was thrown into the carcass nest, the splintering of bones pierced my exposed skin. I tried to stifle the scream in my throat, but it was the only noise ringing in my ears.
‘Not like this,’ I coached myself to move despite every inch of my body crying out in agony. I hauled my tired body off the ground, struggling to stand and glanced back at my adversary, but all I could see was a haze of crimson. I could barely make out the outlines of the party frozen in place by my condition.
I reached out for my amulet yet my hand couldn’t locate the trinket. ‘No, not my…’ I cursed under my breath, without the Tempest’s amulet there was no hope of defeating the beast. I fumbled amongst the bones but my vision was too badly obstructed to locate the item, and instead I grabbed the thickest bone I could manage and wielded it like a weapon.
‘Change of plan, cover me,’ I called to my party as I ran to the fallen beast. I fought my way up her snout, smoke choking my lungs until I found my beloved blade.
The scarlet dragon wasn’t going down without a fight, just as my fingertips kissed the hilt, she spat flames separating the party from me.
‘Ophelia, watch out!’ Klaus bellowed. ‘Rowena, do something.’
‘My mana is all but depleted. Noah?’ she called to our final member but squealed when she noticed the halfling was lying face down in the dirt.
I stretched until my muscles were threatened to tear, until I was finally reunited with my blade. No sooner was the sword in my hand, the scarlet dragon swiped with her talons, launching me from her snout into the air.
‘Now’s my chance.’ I used the gifted momentum to my advantage, holding the blade close to my body and striking myself in a downward motion, piercing straight through the dragon’s spine and straight through to her heart.
Darkness closed around me as the dragon roar echoed in the antechamber. Then I heard Rowena scream, as I emerged from the beast, drenched in crimson entails. The last thing I remembered was smiling at my party before I succumbed to my injuries, drifting into a dreamless sleep.
"Give it back!!" Tawny hissed, blushing uncontrollably.
She reached in vain for the piece of paper, but Elaine held it just out of reach, looking smugly satisfied.
"How quaint, girls," Elaine mused. "The poor little mouse has the hots for her handsome, broad-shouldered, older educator....how positively sad...."
"Talk about delusional..." chimed Violet.
"It's almost as bad as when you were crushing on him, Elaine," added Elizabeth.
Huh?
Violet looked at Elizabeth, confused. Maddie suppressed a laugh (Tawny was still too mortified to react to the revelation).
Elaine turned slowly to look at her redheaded friend. "Excuse me? What was that?"
"It's just that...you used to have a crush on McCurdy, too, back in the day..." said Elizabeth in a tiny voice. "We all kinda did..."
"Don't lump me in with the rest of you, okay?" Elaine said threateningly, jabbing her finger into Elizabeth's chest. "You're already on thin ice. Or have you forgotten your little 'affliction'?"
Violet avoided eye contact with the two of them. Elizabeth looked down to the floor and said no more.
"That's what I thought. Stay in line, Beauregarde. Ah, ah, ah..." Elaine evaded a surprise effort from Maddie, who had attempted to snatch the paper while her guard was down. "Nice try."
"What do you want, Elaine?" asked Maddie, exasperated.
Elaine gave a smile as though she were the cat that swallowed the canary. "I want chaos. I want discord. I want to see the look on your beloved teacher's when he finds out in front of the entire class you think he's a sexy Scotsman."
Tawny looked at Elaine in horror. "You wouldn't."
Elaine. "Oh. I would. On one condition. You walk out of Ivoree Gates and never show your peasant face here again." She pointed down the hall to the double doors leading out of the building. "That's my ultimatum, Tawdry. Let's go, girls."
And with that, the girls walked by Tawny and Maddie (though Elizabeth noticeably trailed a few steps behind, her eyes still cast downward to the floor).
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"That was intense..." said Maddie later on. Both she and Tawny were doing homework in Westminster Hall, which became their new haunt after discovering the place with Dylan.
"I'm dead," said Tawny. "Elaine has killed me. She's going to read that poem in front of everyone in my class. I'll never be able to look Professor McCurdy in the eyes again...!"
"Hey, hey," said Maddie reassuringly. "It's going to be okay."
"Maybe I should just drop out," muttered Tawny. "Save myself the heartache."
"Don't say that," said Maddie seriously. "You can't let her think she's won."
"Well, hasn't she?!" she threw her pencil down on the desk. "I can't think straight. I'm going to use the washroom."
Before Maddie could object, Tawny stood up from her seat and left.
The bathrooms in the library were not the most glamourous in the world. In fact, they were downright cavernous. Located in the basement, the sterile floor tiles and grey-washed concrete walls made it feel more like a dungeon far removed from the Dark Academia esthetic of the rest of the library.
Still, because they were tucked away underground and unsightly, she knew they'd be deserted and would give her time to think.
Or so she thought.
As she was about to turn the corner, Tawny heard the sound of voices.
"What do you want?" said the first voice. It was male, and familiar.
"...I just wanted to talk to you," came the second voice. Tawny immediately identified the voice as coming from Elizabeth.
"It's over between us," said the male voice, who Tawny now identified as belonging to Grady, Dylan's best friend.
"How can you say that?" Elizabeth said, a hint of desperation in her voice. "After what happened? What am I supposed to do?"
"Get rid of it," was Grady's succinct reply. "I've moved on. So should you."
There was silence for several seconds, then Grady spoke again. "I gotta go. Dylan's expecting me."
Tawny braced herself to encounter Grady as he turned the corner; thankfully, he went in the opposite direction, his footsteps echoing against the tiles in the corridor as he departed.
When the footsteps dissipated, all Tawny could hear was the sound of crying.
Tawny took a deep breath and turned the corner, confronting Elizabeth.
Elizabeth was sitting on the ground, crying into her hands.
Tawny cleared her throat. "Hey...Elizabeth....are you okay?"
Elizabeth looked up; her impeccable hair was out of sorts and limp, and her usually pretty face was just a collection of running mascara, snot and tears.
"I'm pregnant," spat Elizabeth. "What the hell do you think?"
Elizabeth continued to cry into her hands. Tawny had expected this reaction and walked past her to access the washroom.
After several seconds, Tawny returned with a rolled-up wad of toilet paper, which she handed to Elizabeth.
Elizabeth looked up at Tawny, suspicious.
"What are you doing?" asked Elizabeth. "What is this?"
"It's called being compassionate," replied Tawny. "Take it."
Elizabeth took the toilet paper and blew into it messily.
"Look," began Tawny. "I'm not going to tell anyone about this. But I really think you need to talk to someone."
"Elaine and Violet already know," said Elizabeth.
"Besides them," said Tawny. "Someone you can trust. Anyway, I better head back."
Tawny walked by Elizabeth. Before turning the corner, Tawny glanced back one last time at Elizabeth.
The image would be etched in her mind forever: Elizabeth looking devastated, kneeling on the cold, tiled floor, staring at the toilet paper in her hands, now damp with her sadness.
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then you told me that you never leave anyone but we have to think of a solution because we were having a lot of misunderstandings and the only thing that could make us work was meeting up. you were right but the timing was not. maybe if you gave us some time to arrange something like that but you just wanted everything to be done so quick.
then came you birthday 8 September 2023, and i wished you almost at 1 am. you were really surprised that i remembered your birthday and i was really happy to do so... then later that day everything changed we had a real long conversation and then we blocked each other. you did, but i didn't... then you texted me on my second account and told me that you do care but i don't which was really heart breaking for me, then we had another convo and you blocked me from there too.
8 September,2023 it ended
it ended as soon as it started...