((I should pretty this up, but I can't be bothered. I'm posting it before I loose my nerve. So self concious of my writing!))

Under the Lotus

Chapter 1

Light footfalls made not a sound on the cool tiles, carrying the young woman silently through the palace, her bare feet moving gracefully under the translucent linen shift she wore. Hair coiffed with a minimum of fuss that morning, her unnaturally scarlet hued eyes outlined in black, drawn to a point along the curve of her face in the Egyptian way, the woman wore hardly any jewelry, only the minimum accouterments for a princess. She was not seeking to be seen that morning, quite the contrary she sought solitude, escaping the watchful eyes of her guards and the hovering of her maids, she’d slipped out from her rooms in the early hours of the morning. The sun crept over the horizon, the garden faintly lit as she descended the stairs to her favorite spot there. A far off corner, shaded by large palms, the heady scent of hibiscus blossoms filling the air. Here was her fountain, the space filled by the sound of the falling water, the spray hanging in the warm air, a green place full of life, a sanctuary from the dry desert air. It was cool in the early morning with the promise of the day’s oppressive heat already apparent, the sun’s creeping light blossoming around her as she reached her sanctuary. She settled on the richly decorated rugs there, pillows with gold thread in their weave, costing a small fortune to make, merely upon which to lay her head. She closed her eyes and listened to the slowly fading night sounds be replaced by those of the day. She drowsed there, the air heating up as the sun rose. A voice awoke her.

“Dreaming child? That’s all you ever do. Dream. Sneaking off, the guards all in a fuss. I know your ways though. I know where to find you,” said a woman’s voice. Not unkindly. Doting. The young woman wrinkled her nose at the voice. Followed.

The air seemed to be perfect. No rain, no clouds, just sunshine. It was breezy, a little cold though. Enna had just awaken from a nap. She stretched and hurried to her mother bugging her for food. She leads her over to a nearby patch of purple flowers, Enna loves these. She grazes for quite a time before getting full and starts to call for her friends. "Baaa!" She stands by her mother waiting for a reply. "Baaaaaa," She hears a call far off in the distance, not too long after that she hears another one, "Baa," and another "Baaaa!". Many fawns are out in the perfect weather to play today. She looks at her mother for approval. She nods, Enna bounces with joy and hurries off to her friends. After finding them, one of the fawns leads them to the spring to play in the water. They leap over to the other side and frollic in the open space playing in the sun. A buck approaches them, he's no threat though, he came for a drink. Soon after that a doe follows in his tracks, ths must be his companion. The doe gently gazes at the fawns with her big blue eyes. And behind her follows a newborn fawn, very young. Enna approaches the newborn sniffing her and asking her to play. Enna starts playing too rough and the fawn falls to the ground and starts to call to it's mother. "Baaa! Ba!". As soon as the father hears it's call, he comes bolting over the stream along with the mother. The father huffs and snorts. "Snort!". He begin to stomp his hoof pounding the ground. Startled, the four friends dash off into the forest to find their parents. Dusk begins to fall and Enna has found her mother. "Baa,". She settles down beside her to stay warm for the night. Enna lays her head beside her warm chest and begins to fall asleep dreaming of tomarrow.

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Well, today started just like any other day. You wake up and eat breakfast, then brush your teeth and get changed, y'know, that sorta thing. Well, At about 12, Mom and Dad drag me and one of my sisters to the hospital to go visit our Grandpa. That was a nice encounter, much better than last time I can tell you. We stayed for awhile, but at about 1 we decided it was time to go home. Dad had to go to work and all. Well, when I got home, I packed up my laptop, and walked to the library. I haven't written another entry in Souls of the Fathers yet. But well, that's okay. I was on a bit of a writers block anyway. But that's not the biggest thing to happen to me yet.
Well, when I got to the library, I set up my computer and started checking my mail, I have Facebook. I tried to get into contact with a friend of mine, Valerie, 1 because I haven't talked to her in a while. And 2, her Dad just left home for good, her parents got a divorce.
Nothing happened, so I waited for a while. While I was waiting, just poking about on the web minding my own business, when I got a message. I thought "Great! Valerie's answered!" But it wasn't who I had thought at all. It was a request to be a friend by some Japanese guy called Sano Mizuri. He was really cute. And I like making new friends so I said yes. And the strangest conversation irrupted. I started it off by noticing that he was from the Osaka Academy, Nice. And that he wanted to go to Tokyo University. Kool. Nothing wrong with that. We talked for a while, like I said, he's been in Alberta for 6 months. And he also visited the "English Peoples" has he so put it, when he was a little boy. And I was thinking, for someone who's only lived in Canada for 6 months, he's got some good english on him. And he kept apologizing for his bad english, and for being so hard to understand. I told him it was no problem and that he did not need to apologize.
Then he said something that caught me completely off guard.