George Popplewell
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We sat silently in the balloon, floating gently this way and that - slaves to the mercies of the wind. Mother sat silently with tears rolling down her cheeks. I sat silently – desperate to comfort my mother but not having the faintest idea of h
“When the elves came, Father Leiter, Brother Dezent, and Sister Gutig came to protect us. We left the house at night and-” but that was as far as I got in telling the story to my father as he started to shake. I was scared to look at him. His f
“Send for!” The voice was disbelieving. It came from behind me. It was my mother’s voice. “You did not send for our child!” She emerged from behind the curtain. “You’ve been away all these years!” Her voice had cracked a little and had a faint
In the tunnel, an eerie chill seeped into my bones with every step and though it could not have been possible, it seemed as though the pitch black darkness grew darker still. I shivered.“This isn’t right,” Handeln was moaning, “I’ve been down m
I woke early the next morning, long before the sun had risen. I was cold. I was cold, confused and lonely. And Hinweisgeber’s words from the night before still chased themselves around my head, “He’s changed. He’s different.” How had my father
We ate a feast that night. Entering the room, we were greeted by a plate full of warm strangely-shaped pastries filled with crushed mushrooms - richer than anything I’d ever eaten before. Next, the elf served us a parsnip and potato soup that w
Several thing happened at once. In a flash, Handeln had drawn his club from his belt and launched it violently at the elf. Simultaneous to this, Manquer had drawn her knife and sent it gliding through the air. As these two objects flew across t
Finally after what felt like a lifetime, we landed. Or to put it more accurately, I found myself crashing through increasingly thick and firm branches until finally I reached branches that were so thick that I stopped smashing through them and
Manquer pulled at a rope fiercely, watched the sails fall, and nodded awkwardly as the ship lifted ever so slightly out of the water. Turning, I saw a ship, a huge ship, a colossal ship – the size of which I could never have even imagined - app
As I sat with my line in the water, my mind drifted. My mind drifted back into the fogs of my memory to a time long long ago. I remembered fishing – fishing with my father. I remembered his arms around me, helping me to hold the line. I remembe
I barely slept that night. I couldn’t. My mind wouldn’t let me. Every time I closed my eyes, I was transported back to the gangway in Hafen. Every time I closed my eyes, I heard the elf’s soft chanting and the lapping of the water against the b
I woke to find Handeln and my mother shaking me frantically. Terrified that the Elves had found us, I jumped up at once. It was not elves though that terrified my mother; looking across the water I saw something as different from the elves as c
I slept not a wink that night. The smell of burning timber seemed to engulf the entire lake. Its bitterness filled my nostrils as I wriggled and writhed on the floor of the ship. The edges of the planks seemed to push into me no matter how I po
I was still lying, staring at the ceiling, when Flussmann burst through the door of our room – wide-eyed and panicked.“Elves,” he gasped, “here in Hafen, looking for Goblins.”Mother was already upright – fully alert. In a moment, she was loomin
Unremarkable - that was how I would describe Manquer, now that she stood hoodless before me. She was a goblin. A plain and simple goblin and I could not fathom for the life of me, why she was spoken of in such hushed tones throughout Hafen. In
Mother stormed away ahead of me. Practically jogging to keep up, I pulled at her sleeve, but alas she would not be slowed. Over the uneven boards, she stormed. Past the huddled groups of dwarves, she marched, all the way back to the inn with he
Mother was standing by the window, looking out at the floating village of Hafen, when I awoke. Yawning, I stretched, jumped to my feet and shook myself free of the sawdust.“What will we do today mother?”“Today, my darling, we will find a passag
Mother wouldn’t answer me, when I asked who this mysterious Manquer was. She didn’t even acknowledge that I’d spoken, she just dragged me behind her, moving nimbly across the planks of boardwalks that gently rose and fell with the water they fl
I woke with a start the next morning. Confused at seeing the sun blazing down at me. Unnerved by the sound of water lapping at the sand. It took me a while to realise where we were.We had done it - I reminded myself.We had escaped the mine.Natu
That night, my mother made a fire and we sat there on the edge of the water. We ate fish and we were warm. For the first time since we left the house, I wasn’t hungry and I wasn’t cold. We talked, while we ate. We talked about home; we talked a
“Slowly,” his voice was deep, calming and soothing.I pulled at the string with a nervous energy – frantically.“Slowly,” he said again, more loudly this time with a tinge of frustration and a hint of laughter in his voice.It was pulling against
“I don’t know if this is a wise decision,” mother murmured anxiously, rolling the golden chain between her fingers. It was fair to say that she hadn’t leapt at the idea when I suggested it to her. In fact, it would be more accurate to say that
I awoke with a shiver. Opening my eyes, I was astonished to see that I could – well – see! I could see I was in a huge cave, comfortably one hundred times the size of our small home that we had left far behind us. Hundreds of stalactites hung t
We stopped. I don’t know when. I didn’t know how long we’d been moving. I’d walked; I’d cried; I’d dragged at mother; I’d been dragged by mother; I’d been carried by mother. Through the caves, we’d travelled, coughing, retching, sneezing, cryin
It was a strange noise: a cross between a bark and a hiss that seemed to come from behind us and rush around us into the depths of the mines, where it reverberated back up, slithering along the floor, enveloping the tunnel entirely. The hairs o
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