Floating words…

The Pebble…

25 06 2009

It was night and the streets were dead. The silence was inspirational. A young man walked along this road alone, wondering what he should do and where he should go.

Flashbacks were coming to him from his last conversation with his Master, whom had told him he must leave the clan and start a new life elsewhere. Martom did not understand why and thought, many times, that he should return back as this might be a test. Though he kept on walking forward to honour his Master’s choice.

Days turned into months and still no sign of a werewolf clan that he might join or make friends with. Until the night came when he found The Pebble. The event goes like this.

He was traveling across a beach and saw a family with two children trying to bounce some pebbles across the sea. He was at a distance from the family and decided to pick up a pebble and try it himself. To his surprise the Pebble bounced out until he could not see it any longer. To his even greater surprise the Pebble came back to him like somebody was rewinding it, but instead it stopped at his feet.

He continued traveling for another day along with the Pebble. Soon he met a clan and became friends. He showed the mysterious Pebble to the Master of the clan hoping for an explanation. The Master immediately recognized it and told Martom that the Pebble belonged to that clanas their emblem but had lost it many years ago when a vampire had stolen it. It was said the Pebble belonged to the moon.

Martom was allowed to join the new clan and start a new life, just as his old Master wanted for him.

by AlphaWings (c)

I recorded myself writing this:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XaEDh46Ypwo

A picture of the handwritten copy can be found in the Gallery Page.