2 The Devouring Cave (1/2)
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We're getting deeper into the forest but the cannoyt-like, borruca-like, and other animals that looks so dangerous are not moving at all. Morning Dew still used to follow me behind grabbing my clothes and is about to scream. This guy is unbelievable. ”It's okay, they are safe. They are not moving, you see.” I teased him and I chuckled. You really are a coward Dew! Be like me! I want to be a Knight so I can be strong! Well, being a squire is one thing but becoming a Knight is really impossible. An elusive dream.
”Oh! I can see the entrance of the cave from here! Let's hurry Morning Dew! So we can give the hunted animals and feast on them later!” I told him haughtily. ”Yes!” He replied quickly.
We ran until we are in the opening of the cave but a Dungeon of Monsters is such a lame way to intimidate children like us. What I can see is a magnificent cave that looks like a haven of crystals. I can see a lot of colours from the outside. How much more if we go down deep, yes? I looked at Morning Dew and pointed the insides of the Crystal Caves.
”No, Twig! We need to hurry and give these lifeless creatures! It's barely night time. People might remember us being away for so long, they might initiate a search party! I will get another punishment and.. and..” perturbed and upset, he began counting how the townspeople will do to punish a misbehaving child.
”Alright! Stop blabbering now, worrywart! You should start aiming high, Dew. We're almost young grown-ups. Quit being such a girl! We need to be squires! We. Need. To be. Squires! Understood?” If we don't do this, how can we leave our status being the sons of serfs? We need to dispel the doubt that we can't do anything, that is.
”Huh! We can't even pay for our independence. When we turn 15 Luners, we will be serfs like our parents! No one can change that.” Refuting, as if he can read my thoughts. ”I can.” I retort loftily. My resolve is indestructible. We just need to keep going until we reach our sweet goal.
”Oh, really? How?” negating all my answers. How can this guy not have that same level of resolution?
”With these crystals! I will get each one of them and sell them with other merchants next season at the festival!” I replied and pointing to the gorgeous crystals in front of us.
”Stop daydreaming, you idiot! Serfs are not allowed to sell anything in the market.” Ignoring the gems in front of him, he starts crouching on a rough and shaggy like uncombed hair, unkempt meadow grass.
”Says who? I can be a squire, I know! And I can ask Sir Lyol to sell it for me.” Still not backing out. I arguably said it.
Morning Dew stopped talking for a while now while lying down the grass. He is certainly an easy guy to speak to. Well, we were born at the same time. That may be the reason why we share the same intentions periodically. He's an honest childhood companion for a reason. Oh! I am slamming these crystals like a soft rock with my blade. I got 7 colours from them. This should do it!
I am nearly done obtaining the eighth when the earth starts trembling. It even felt heavy every quake. This is the first time we experienced this tremor so strong. Now I know how difficult it is to collect precious metals underground. You'll never when this would happen. Dew jumped preparing his things when the cave unexpectedly opened wide radiating a blinding light from inside. It's like there is something more rare gems inside. But! But it's shaking so bad! Oh, God! But It's like the cave is summoning me. My body is... My body is walking towards the light.
”Twig! What are you doing! Let's go!” He said while looking daggers at me. This might be the first time I saw him so alarmed. ”Dew, help me!” I replied immediately.
”Twig! Stop with your pranks! Let's go!” I can see that he's very annoyed now but I really meant it.
”Dew! I can't change the direction of my body. It's walking on its own!” I said.
”Damn! Hold the rope tight!” Agitation can be heard from his coarse voice.