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Crystal Smee

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He crept closer, admiring these singular spirals of light, particles in the air spinning this way and that on a breeze too soft for him to feel. He could see all kinds of vines and epiphytes hanging from the long, crooked branches of the trees, and the vegetation on the ground was thick. Everything was overwhelmingly green, mixed with bright spots of color from some large flower or another. He could hear distant, shrieking cries of an animal.
Lucas stared with awe, breathing it all in. He had read about jungles, about this jungle, in his books, comfortable in a chair in the Varrock Library. He’d tried to imagine based on the words of famous explorers, but no words could do what he witnessed now justice. He’d never imagined he’d stand before such a powerful display of nature, never thought he’d ever go far beyond his city. Now here he was, in the most exotic place in the world, living his dream. No matter what he’d been through in the war – it had brought him here, to this moment, and he would never take that back.
“Lucas!” someone shouted, snapping him from his reverie. The next dinghy was pulling up. They sprinted back into the water to help haul it in. Soon he was occupied unpacking supplies, spreading the equipment high on the beach. Travis arrived, shouting orders to pitch tents and make camp. They would sleep on the beach tonight, as the sun was getting low in the sky, and begin their journey tomorrow. Lucas struggled with canvas and pounding nails in the ground, then went in search of driftwood until he heard Jonah’s sharp warning not to light fires; the smoke would be too visible.
He returned to his own tent and arranged his things inside. He had been reissued proper supplies, though they were scant – a single blanket, a new shirt, and the tent, which he could barely fit in if he curled himself around. He propped his head up on his pack and pulled his knees up, then began to scrawl a letter.

22-Jul-2011 21:17:14

Crystal Smee

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“Dear Justine,
This seems kind of silly, since you’ll get all these letters at once. But I guess I should record this journey somehow – it’s what all the great writers do, isn’t it? They log their travels. Maybe my letters to you could be famous someday, for chronicling this mission.”
He scribbled that out, that was just stupid. He’d never be famous. He was just another soldier.
“Well, anyway, I can’t really tell you what we’re doing, but I’ll tell you someday. We made it to Karamja today. I can’t believe how much of the world I’ve seen! It’s so big, and incredible. I wish I could show you this jungle – it’s so massive, and green, and just so alive. The biggest forest you can imagine doesn’t even come close. It’s just incredible.
Tomorrow we enter the jungle. I’m nervous, though. Not really about myself…I mean I am, but I trained on the way here, I learned and got stronger. But something happened on the ship, and well…suffice to say, one of our men was lost overboard, and I think it could have been avoided. It was a terrible mistake by our commander. I’m not sure I trust him to get us through this. It seems like he has no regard for our lives, and yet I’ve been told he’s one of the best out there. How does that make sense?
Someday when I’m back with you, Justine – because I WILL make it back to you – I’ll take you to a beach. We’ll travel south, so you can stand on the edge of the world and look out at it all. That is, if you’d want to go.”
He scribbled that last sentence out, then, frustrated, crumpled the entire paper. She hadn’t written to him. Surely that was telling him something. This was pointless…he couldn’t even send the letters anyway. Why bother? Why couldn’t he make that instinct to tell her everything just go away?
Someone paused outside his tent. “Hello?”
“Yeah?” he said, reaching over to pull back the flap. One of the young soldiers stood outside – Lucas searched his memory – Rohan!

22-Jul-2011 21:17:54

Crystal Smee

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“Lucas, right?
“We’re playing some cards, if you’d like to join.”
Lucas stuffed the crumpled paper and his pen into his pack. “Yeah, yeah, I’d love to.”
“Might wanna bring your blanket. Bloody freezing out here. We’re over in Nathan’s tent – this way.”
He grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around his shoulders, and as he stepped outside the tent, he felt the chill wind. The island had been blistering hot during the day, but the temperature had dropped drastically with the sunset. He shivered and jogged across the sand with Rohan, who led him to a slightly larger tent. Two other men were crammed inside, and as Lucas and Rohan joined them, they all had to squeeze to fit. They’d lit a small candle, which was carefully balanced in the center of the space. One of the men, the older one, Lucas recognized from sparring against. He was thin and fast, and Lucas remembered him as fiercely determined. Now he grinned widely, his eyes lighting up, and stuck out a hand.
“Welcome to my humble abode,” he joked. “I’m Nathan.”
“Lucas.”
“Brennan,” muttered the other soldier, a much younger man who was hunched over and did not even look up at Lucas.
*What are we playing?”
Lucas was pleased to learn he knew the game they were playing. The servants had always played at cards in the kitchen. Lucas’ dad had taught him how to play, how to bluff and lie and bet. He could finally put his childhood to good use here – he fit in with these men, laughing and arguing over the game. They had no money to bet with, not out here on edge of the jungle, but Lucas kept score on a scrap of paper and they insisted they would make good on the bets once they received their pay from the army.
“So where you guys from?” Lucas asked, studying his cards.
“Falador,” Nathan said. “Or I used to be. I think my home is gone now.*
Rohan whistled through his teeth. “Sorry to hear it, man.”

22-Jul-2011 21:18:36

Crystal Smee

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Nathan shrugged. “Stuff happens. I saw my wife in the city after the battle, and our family is fine.”
“You have a family?”
“One daughter, one son,” he said proudly. “Eliza and Jonathan.”
Lucas smiled. “Wow, that’s – that’s incredible. Oh, and – I win this trick,” he added, slapping down his final card. He swept the cards toward him, then made a note on the paper. “How many did you get, Brennan?”
Brennan held up two fingers. “Think I’m gonna head to bed, folks. See you tomorrow.”
Rohan watched him go, then tightened the blanket around his shoulders. “He’s not very talkative, is he?”
Nathan chuckled. “Nah, but he’s a good guy...He’d just never admit it. Used to live down my street – I’ve tried to keep an eye out for him in all this. He’s done well for himself, though.”
“Must be nice to have someone you know with you.”
“No one you know joined up with you?” Rohan asked incredulously. “All the boys in my town signed up.”
Lucas thought of Justine, his only true childhood friend. Of the men in the servant’s quarters, most of whom weren’t allowed to sign up – gods forbid the war disrupted the orderly running of the palace. “Uh, they all just ended up in different companies, I guess. Bad luck.”
“That’s a shame, man.” Nathan shuffled the deck. “You guys up for one more round?”
Lucas hunched closer to the flame of the candle and took his cards, squinting to read them in the dim light. “Definitely,” he said.

22-Jul-2011 21:19:18

Chuk

Chuk

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Some adds are better than none.
And not working on anything I feel is publishable. Just trying to practice writing believable characters and not-too-cliche plots and twists. Maybe once I can do that a bit better, I'll look into publishing something.

23-Jul-2011 02:21:53

Chuk

Chuk

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Not much to comment on here. The description seemed a little dry in the first post of adds, maybe. Good to see Lucas getting to know the other soldiers. Shame about him crumpling up his letters, though. :|
Looking forward to the next ones.

25-Jul-2011 17:48:30

Crystal Smee

Crystal Smee

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Sorry, guys, these adds are terrible. I didn't have much time to write on this vacation/I was focused on other projects...and ever since I got back I've been sick with this ugly virus. Most of this I wrote on the plane, mostly just the dialogue, and I just didn't have the energy to add in a whole lot of stuff. I wanted to give you something, though, since I'll be going away again on Thursday and won't have time to write for a few days :\

Anyway, my point: I apologize for the excessive dialogue and for writing bad adds in general.

03-Aug-2011 03:55:50

Crystal Smee

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Justine stood outside the door, raised a hand to knock, then pulled back. This was silly. She did*’t want to be here – no, she did*’t want to want to be here. But here she was.
She thought of a time she had stood outside Lucas’ door, afraid to knock. She’d been in his family’s small home, and his mother had watcher her waver at this same point. She had regarded her warily – she knew of her son’s friendship with Justine, but what had brought this high-class girl to their humble quarters?
“Are you all right, dear?” she’d asked after Justine had stood for several minutes, hesitating.
“Yes – I…” she faltered, sick with nerves.
His mother clearly did*’t know what to say. “Do you – would you like to talk about it?” Then added quickly, “My lady.”
She flushed furiously. “No…it’s fine.” She braced herself and opened the door. Lucas lay sprawled on his bed, napping. One arm lay across his stomach, the other out on the bed, as if gesturing to her. She slid into that space next to him, pressing her head to his chest.
He shifted, opened his eyes. “Mhm, hey,” he said. Then he jerked upright, out from under her. “Sorry ---“
“No, no, it’s okay,” she said, sitting up and straightening her clothes.
“Um, what are you doing here?” he asked her. He looked around his room, and she did too, noticing how organized it was. He had a shirt thrown over a chair and some books and papers strewn around, but for the most part, everything was put away neatly. Drawn to explore, she rose and began to wander around the spare room, searing for clues, new information about him.
She’d never before seen the servants’ quarters of the palace before. She only knew her own room, with its tapestries, curtained bed, and closet full of nice, expensive clothes. Lucas had no ornate rugs, only bare wooden walls and floors. A small dresser – 3 drawers – stood alone in the corner, which must have held all his shirts and pants, and a single comb lay on top.

03-Aug-2011 03:56:39

Crystal Smee

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His boots were lined up neatly along the wall. He had a low bookcase that was stacked high with books, and a small writing desk with papers covered in his neat scrawl.
Lucas rose, pulled on her arm to make her stop. “I know it’s nothing like your room,” he said.
“Oh, stop it,” she chided. “It’s very you. All neat and organized.”
“It’s a mess,” he answered, and rushed to neaten the heaps of books. “I wasn’t expecting you.”
“Sorry to just drop by like this.”
“You’re Lady Val’Myren, you can do whatever you want,” he said. He threw up a hand, as if he could stop the words in the air before they reached her. “Sorry.”
She sank down on the bed, picked up a book and flipped through the pages. “I’m really sorry about the other day.”
“ ‘The other day’?” he echoed. “Justine, I was so humiliated.” His voice became small, and he began to furiously rearrange the desk. “I guess it was dumb of me to think this could ever happen. I should have known it was all just some giant tease. Was that the plan, to make a fool of me? To string me along?”
She threw down the book and put her head in her hands, shaking it furiously. “Never, Lucas! Do you think I’d be here if all I wanted was to embarrass you? There’s no cruel joke.”
“Then…why?”
“Don’t you understand? It’s because of my…position.”
“Right. You’re a lady. Gods forbid you ever lower yourself to sleep with a servant of the palace.”
“It’s not like that! Lucas, I want to. But someday my father will marry me off to some Lord, and certain things are…expected.”
“That you’ll be a vir(c)gin,” he spat. “You’ll refuse me to save yourself for someone you’ll just be given away to for your father’s political purposes?”
“There are other –“
“I want all of you!” he shouted, shoving a sheaf of paper to the floor. “I love you, Justine. I want to share that with you. And there’s no hope that I could be the one to marry you and then no one would have to give a damn, right?”

03-Aug-2011 03:57:25 - Last edited on 03-Aug-2011 03:57:45 by Crystal Smee

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