The Symbolic Journeyby Samie Bauder
It’s a long story of how I got in this forest, so I’m not even going to go there. But I can tell you that it wasn’t pretty, and it also wasn’t my choice. It was Korlan’s minions that dumped me here. Who’s Korlan? Well, he’s the only shadow elemental here on Ballanore, and boy can I tell you, I’m happy about that. They are not a nice bunch. More like evil with a capital E. He’s trying to take over Ballanore, and the sad thing is, he’s succeeding.
I’m not a suspicious person by nature, more like impulsive, but I had a right to be suspicious. After all, they dumped me in the middle of the forest and gave me one hell of a headache, but they wouldn’t just leave me here after knocking me out, not when I could easily find my way out of here. Nope, they probably sent something big, mean and ferocious after me.
Well, anyway, I am wary, especially after all that, so I took a look around. Hmm… There, behind me, there’s a wolf muzzle between some branches. I am really starting to hate wolves. Why did they have to join Korlan’s army? Probably because they think that he’s going to win, which he is most definitely not. But anyway, I better get moving before they send in more creatures than even
I can handle.
Yep, they started chasing after me right after I took off, but guess what? I was faster. There was even a path I could follow. Okay, maybe that wasn’t the smartest choice, but it was only faintly worn, and didn’t look like it was used often. By the time I had thought about it, I was already far ahead of the wolves.
But wait, what was that up ahead on the path? Oh, it’s only a log. So I leaped over it and as I did I changed into a panther. What was that?
I changed? Yep, I changed. That’s what I do, I’m a shapechanger. Everyone in Ballanore can shapechange, except the evil guys, but it’s not that easy, so some are just no good at it. Like, most of the world.
Whoa, what’s that. Oh it’s a bear.
A bear? Well, half of the bears are on my side and half are on Korlan’s side, and right now I’m willing to believe it’s the latter. Wait, it’s…
“Bear!” I shouted joyfully as I skidded past him to hit a tree stump. “I was beginning to think I’d never see a friendly face again!”
His big bearish face split into a grin. “Dragon! Everyone has been wondering where you went.” He sobered up immediately. “Unfortunately, they were starting to get worried.” He gave me a bear hug. Who would have thought of that? A bear hugging a panther?
Anyway, yes he did call me Dragon, because yes that is my name. Dragon Spiketale at your service. I’m Queen of Ballanore, except with Korlan imposing on my throne; some people prefer to see him as the king. Huh, he’s more dense than a 2x4. Only a few people call me Dragon, the rest call me Queen Dragon, or just my lady.
“So, are you just going to sit there, dreamy-eyed for the rest of the day or are you coming with me?” Bear asked, chuckling at my normal empty-headedness. Bear is my best friend, and always has been. He has a knack for powerful shapechange forms, so he usually sticks with his normal form of the bear, because it takes less energy for him.
“I guess we’re going to have to prepare quicker than we expected. If his shadow army’s numbers are too high, we’ll hardly even stand a chance.” I sighed. “They’re going to need something extra special to motivate them.” Mischievously I glanced at Bear to see what he thought of my plan.
“Dragon!” he groaned. “How are you going to get the key if you don’t even know where it is?”
“Who says I don’t know where it is!” I said in a slightly injured tone. Bear looked sorry, but only until he figured out I was playing with him.
“So that’s how you’re going to play, huh?” Uh oh, I don’t like his tone very much. Sounds like he’s changed the joke so that it’s on me!
Wary, I shuffled around a bit in my sleek cat form. “What are you up to, Bear?”
Laughing, he tackled me, but I easily dodged out of the way and started running. “Try and catch me now, Bear!” He chuckled and followed after me in his lumbering gait of a run, nowhere near as fast, of course.
I slowed down though, soon after I started running, and pointed my ears forward. No, no, wait! Yes, there’s definitely something over there.
“Bear…”
“Yes, Dragon?” he had just come up behind me, probably wondering why I was standing there.
“Do you smell blood?”
He sniffed the air. “Maybe over –“
“I smell blood, Bear. Something - Something’s wrong Bear.”
I carefully padded forward, toward the small clearing ahead, Bear following me.
I gasped. There was blood. Blood and fur. Fur that look familiar…
“No! Lilly, no!” I raced over to her body as soon as I saw her, my heart racing as well. “It was wolves who did this,” I snarled, furious. Three big wolves, with large sharp teeth, sharp claws, and heavy bodies against one small otter, with small pointy teeth, small claws and a small body! No, I was past furious.
“Dragon, calm down.” Bear said in that soothing voice of his, harsh and soft at the same time. “I know Lilly didn’t deserve to die, but you can’t change that now, all you can do is avenge her and tell Otter of her death.”
I tried, I really did, but I was too hyped up to calm down. I’m pretty sure my eyes were starting to go red from blood lust. “Bear, carry her in your mouth.”
Luckily for him, he knew better than to object, so as soon as he listened, I changed into a dragon. My namesake, dangerous, and majestic all at once, has a long body, a huge wingspan, spines all the way down my back to the tip of my tail, and large feet with large claws. Not many people had seen me transform into a dragon, but Bear was one of the ones who had, and still he gasped slightly, which must have been pretty hard to do, considering he held the scruff of a dead otter in his mouth.
I wasted no time, charging straight out of the clearing, down the path and into the next one, pushing aside trees as I did so. Right as soon as I came into the clearing, I whacked the first wolf with my tail, slamming him across the small clearing and into a tree. The next wolf that came after me had a small silver thing around his neck. I head butted him with enough force to kill a fully grown elephant. The third wolf had started to run, but I grabbed his neck between my large jaws and shook him around like he was no larger than a twig.
“Bear, get the key…” Right before I blacked out. I can’t believe I actually had enough energy to say those words, but I did.
Next thing I knew, I was laying on the ground, with Bear sitting beside me. It’s funny how a bear sits, kind of like a dog I guess. “Did you get it?” were the first words out of my mouth. I guess it should have been ‘Thank you,’ but there you go, that’s me.
“Don’t worry, Dragon, I have it. I put it in your pouch. You’ve only been out for 5 minutes.” Luckily for me, Bear understands me, and he has a heart that’s almost too big for his own good.
“Thank you, Bear.” softly I thanked him, not only for taking care of me, but for understanding.
If bears could blush, I’m sure Bear would have been at that moment.
“We’d better get going Bear. First to the otter clan, second to the base with the otter clan tagging along, hopefully.
Bear nodded. “To the river.”
I grinned. “Bear, you’re the best.”
Bear grinned too. “Not if we’re racing to the river, I’m not.”
I laughed. It’s good to laugh in times of war. It keeps you sane. “Surely you don’t expect me to race you in my dragon form? That just wouldn’t be fair.” So, sure enough, I changed into a panther again. My favourite wild cat.
So, we raced to the river. Bear and I seem to be racing everywhere these days. Maybe we should slow down and walk once in a while. Well, we got to the river, but no one was around. They were probably all hiding from the wolves. Hopefully…
“Hey! Anybody here to greet your Queen?” It seemed like the most sensible way to get the otters to come out, and sure enough, come out they did.
“My Lady! What brings you to this part of the forest, If I may ask?”
“Otter,” I said softly.
Bear came forward and gently deposited Lilly’s body in front of her father, without me having to ask.
“I avenged her as soon as we found her body Otter,” I murmured. “I’m sorry, but we got there too late.”
Grief stricken for only a moment, Otter soon got down to business. “We’ll help. All of us.”
I nodded. “Thank you, Otter. We have to go, and soon.”
“Oy! Somebody get the rest of the clan up onto the banks. Everyone is coming to the Queen’s base camp. Olivia and I are going with her majesty and Bear. You are to follow along, but don’t be too far behind. Children stay in the middle.”
Olivia is Otter’s wife, such a gentle dear, but in battle, she fights twice as fierce as anyone, knowing that she’s protecting the future generations.
We started running to camp right away, with me as a panther, and Bear, Otter and Olivia as themselves. We got there pretty fast too.
Someone was coming up to greet us.
“Badger! Nice to see you, friend.”
“As it is to see you, my Lady. Here is your chalice.” Badger bowed.
“Thank you, Badger. Stand back, now.” I took the key out of my pouch, and inserted into the fifth keyhole. A chalice that has keyholes? Yep, this is one strange cup. It has eight of them in fact.
The chalice filled with a sparkling peacock green liquid. I poured it onto the ground, and immediately a small fruit tree grew in its place.
“Badger, get someone on this tree. Tell them to pick a fruit every five minutes. No more, and no less.”
“Yes, my Lady.” He bowed before scurrying away.
Time for my speech. I had no idea how vulnerable my troops were, so I braced myself. In the middle of the clearing, there was a large tree stump. This was where all meetings were held, with the speaker, me, on the tree stump, and the rest gathered around.
“My loyal subjects: who’s ready for a battle?” Since the cheer I got was rather lacking, I said “No? Why not?”
One brave goshawk told me. “Craaaaaak! We will not win this battle! Korlan will destroy us all!” He clicked his beak a few times, and there were a few murmurs of agreement.
“Oh really. What do you think will happen if we lose this battle?” I figured this would get them thinking. “Well?”
No one answered. You could have heard a pin drop.
“Fine, I’ll tell you. Nothing. Nothing will happen, because there will be none of you left. Just Korlan, ruling the world. How boring. I don’t think I would want to live in that world, even if I did survive. And let me tell you something. You’re not fighting for me,” I paused and amended with a small smile, “Well, you are, but that’s not first and foremost. You’re fighting for you. You’re fighting for you, you’re families and your future. That’s first, and
then you’re fighting for me.”
“So, who’s ready for a battle?”
Now
that was a cheer. Satisfied, I changed into a dragon. No point in not stocking the fire a little bit more. Sure enough, another cheer erupted.
“That’s all for now. Get back to preparing!”
Changing into a bear, I turned to Badger. “Where are the squirrels? I haven’t seen any around since we got back.”
Frowning, Badger replied “Neither have I. Otter asked me that question too, just before your speech my Lady.”
I nodded. “I’ll find out what happened. Did they disappear all at once or gradually?”
Badger was still frowning. “I don’t know, your majesty.”
“Okay.” I sighed. “Well, I’m off. I’ll try not to be gone for so long this time.”
Bear came up shortly after this exchange. “I’m going with you.”
“No you’re not,” I said immediately.
He frowned. “But-“
“No buts Bear. You’ll have to be in charge if they attack while I’m gone. Which they probably will,” I added as an afterthought.
He nodded, looking disconcerted. I knew it wouldn’t sit well with him, but he had to stay here to be in charge while I was gone. Who knew what the troops would do unsupervised.
“I’ll be fine, Bear. Don’t worry about me, worry about what we’ll do when Korlan attacks.” I left him with that, and then headed east out of the camp, towards the edge of the forest. There was no path here at all, because none of the forest creatures liked being out in the open. That was more Korlan’s territory.
I had to bushwhack some weeds out of the way, but what better to use than a bears claws? Forging a path was easy. The vegetation got thinner fast, until there were only a few scattered trees left. Then forest ended and the Great Plains began. As far as I could see eastward there was grass. Tall, prairie grass, not short green grass. A breathtaking sight, even for me.
Well, no time to waste dilly-dallying. I soon got to business, following the smell of deceit, and the sense of something not right. That way. It was not quite straight into the plain, more to the side so you had to cut through diagonally. Like the other sensible forest creatures, I was not comfortable out in the open either.
Soon I spotted something in the distance. Yes, that seemed to be where whatever it is was coming from. It didn’t take very long to get to the shack, if that’s what you want to call it. It really was more like a few pieces of wood stuck together, but the smell of death was all over it. It was much worse than when Bear and I found Lilly’s body.
I circled the structure, but there didn’t seem to be a door of any sort. I went back to the ‘front’ and pulled away the first couple boards. Underneath was… the squirrels. All of them. Sadly, they weren’t going to get a proper burial, at least not until the war is over. I gently placed the boards back on top.
Suddenly, I really felt that something was wrong. It was probably…
I turned around and confirmed my suspicions. Yep, Korlan attacked while I was gone. Good thing I made Bear stay there, or they’d be in even more trouble, being without a leader and all.
I changed into a dragon, knowing I wouldn’t have time to later, and flew back to the base as fast as possible, which is pretty fast when you’re a dragon. I even got there faster than I expected!
I surveyed the battle. It was three to one, everywhere, and not in my favor either. Quickly, I pulled the chalice and key out of my pouch. Eighth keyhole. Instantly the cup filled to the brim with a sparkly fire red liquid. I drank it in one shot, and felt fire going down my body. Out to my wingtips, down to my claws, and down to the tip of my tail. Ah, that felt better.
I roared, but it was more like a screech than anything. Everything from that point on seemed like it was in slow-motion to me. The whole battle paused. As one, my army and Korlan’s looked up at me, mixed reactions on there faces. I screeched again, and this time it went so high-pitched that even I couldn’t here it, but it seemed to be awfully painful to Korlan’s troops. They were falling down, clutching their ears, all over the place.
And then they came. The phoenixes. Like fireballs, 5 streaks of light shot past my head, putting live fire everywhere. Live fire only hurts things that were dead, like undead, or things made of shadows, like Korlan, or things that had evil hearts, like the rest of Korlan’s troops. Once the phoenixes were done setting all the bad guys on fire, they disappeared in another flash of fire, and left me to clean up the mess.
But first, I had some business to take care of. The phoenixes were strong, but not strong enough to destroy the three strongest evil dudes: Korlan, the minotaur, and the manticore. Well, might as well take out the weaker ones first.
I charged at the minotaur, grabbed the bull by the horns, quite, litteraly, and threw him at the tree stump. He was gone in a wisp of shadow. All I had to do to the manticore was whip my tail at him. He ducked, but the fire on it caught him as he was coming back up. Then he was gone, too. Korlan was more of a challenge, but not by much. I fanned my wings at him, he charged at me, and I stuck my claw right through where his heart would be, if he had one. So much for that army.
The battle was over, but how many had we lost before I arrived? “Badger, start counting our losses,” I said crisply. No time for me to break down when my subjects need their Queen most.
“My Lady,” Badger said tentatively, like he was afraid of what my response would be.
“What,“ I snapped, not meaning to be rude, but not in a very good mood, either.
“I think you should see this,” was all he said.
Wearily, I followed him. If there was anything worse than what just happened, I had better see it now.
Then I saw him.
“Bear! No, Bear. No, no, no.” I wasn’t reacting very well, and I can tell that’s exactly what Badger expected me to do. “Bear, talk to me. Tell me anything, please Bear.”
“Dragon… I said I would die for you. I’m sorry…”
“Bear! No, you did everything you could. Why you, Bear, why?” I slowly traced the long gash that ran across his heart.
“Dragon… I’m sorry I have to leave you… How ironic, that the time you need me most is at my own death. I love you Dragon,” he whispered.
“Oh Bear,” I started crying soundlessly. “I love you too,” I whispered. “I promise, Ballanore will mourn, but we will reconstruct first.”
He chuckled weakly, “You know me so well.” His breathing grew weaker.
“Goodbye Bear,” I said softly, and that was it.
I’m sure I wasn’t really myself for the rest of the day, after all, I had just lost a part of me, but I functioned. I knew there were many who had died, but also many who were still alive. Enough to replenish my kingdom. Fortunately, we found a family of squirrels who had been hiding out the war in a hollow oak tree. I’m sure they were surprised when they were welcomed with open arms instead of being lectured, but there was no point in being hard on them. My subjects would soon get used to me sitting on the tree stump, lost inside my own head, and undisturbable until I came out of my memories. I grew to be like that, often dreaming and thinking about nothing in particular. I wasn’t a very good Queen, I suppose.
I knew things wouldn’t always be peaceful, but I also knew that when we did do battle, it would be very painful for me, bringing back memories of Bear and the old days. I knew that when we did do battle, I would fight, not only for me, but for Bear, and I knew that we would win. I knew that someday, I would have to have children, too, but I didn’t know if I would be able to. I knew that good almost, but not quite always wins, and I knew that love would always triumph.
The End
Told ya it was long (in my journal entry)
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