Sorry I've been away for ages ~:| Thanks Cameo and Arwen. Anyways, I hope the prologue to a new book will sort of make up for it ~:| If you need the meanings of anything (somethings are just made up things so yeah). The book is called 'Silver Voice'.
Melody jumped out to see a monster, a serick, drag the woman away from her. She shielded the baby she held in her arms from the sight but boldly advanced on the creature.
“Leave the woman alone!” Threnody yelled at the beast. The baby started crying and the serick snarled. Melody opened her mouth but someone yelled.
“What?” Melody snapped, authority in her voice. “I most certainly am not!”
“Don’t worry love, the serick is taking care of the kulien,” A man emerged from the midnight mist, followed by others. “Eat it up you ugly brute, then go!”
The serick snarled. The man invited his men to fire and pistols were shot at the serick. It ran howling into the woods. The man turned his attention onto the babe in Melody’s arms.
“I would give that kid to me, ma’am,” The man told her, walking through her gate and up to her door where she stood. “That thing was a kulien and you know there is a high chance its offspring is too.”
“The child was not hers,” Melody answered, cradling the child awkwardly in her arms. It was clear to everyone watching that she hadn’t long been looking after it. Threnody felt a need to explain it, “This child was dropped on my doorstep yesterday morn.”
“What became of the child the kulien carried then?” The man asked Melody. She hung her head, telling him, “It perished along with her.”
“She’s telling the truth,” Someone called to the man. Probably a truth teller Melody decided. The man at her doorstep called to his troops and they travelled back down the deserted road. A growl came from the forest but Melody shook her head and went inside with the child.
She placed the baby in a crib near the door and walked into the kitchen to warm up some milk. She brought it back to the child and it sucked on the bottle eagerly.
“Well then Loretta,” Melody said, gazing at the little girl. “I suppose the authorities don’t object to me being your carer.”
Loretta looked from her bottle and blinked once as if to say ‘well obviously.’ Melody left the baby in the crib and went into the next room. She took up a quill and started writing. Around her were piles of scrolls and vials.
Melody heard crying and she ran back to the crib. Loretta had dropped her bottle on the floor. Melody sighed and picked it up. She took Loretta from the crib and carried her into her study, gently giving the bottle back to the girl. Quietly she hummed to Loretta until the babe was snoring gently.
Melody cradled the child in one arm and wrote with her other hand.
“Thing’s aren’t going to be easy with you around, are they?” She whispered to the sleeping angel. She laughed quietly and shook her head, going back to her studying.