Hm.. what should I hunt today?
As dawn approaches, Jacob got out of bed and into his clothes. Suddenly, he thought of Othello.
Maybe.. just maybe.. I shouldn't hunt today... Just to not feel guilty if I see Othello today...
Then, he remembers that this is his last year as a necromancer's apprentice.
I just have to finish this year. How many more days... 15.. just 15 more days. I will not feel guilty after that. Yes, yes.
Othello was flying around in the air. Searching.. searching for her best friend, Maria. Maria was a newborn. She was only 3 years old. And yet, she's disappearing again.
"Chirp, chirp, chirp. Chirp, chirp."
Maria's sound. Othello glided downwards, following the chirps sound waves. There, she saw Maria, playing with the leaves.
Othello phased and there, she lifted Maria in her hands.
"Maria, how many times do I have to tell you? Don't play alone in the woods. There are dangers lurking around."
Maria phased. She turned into a 23 year old, same year as Othello but older.
"Oh, Othello! Look at the beauty! The nature that surrounds us all the time. It's wonderful!"
Othello smiled. She loved Maria because Maria loved everything. She was such a sweetie that she can't bear to leave her alone in the dangers of the woods.
"Maria, dear. It's time to go home. You don't want to be in danger now, do you?"
Maria sighs but listens. She phased back into a lovely sparrow and flew away. Othello was about to phase back when she heard her name being called. A male's voice.
Othello turned around.
"Jacob!"
Jacob smiled at the girl for remembering his name.
"Who were you talking to?"
"Oh, I didn't see you. You saw it? I was talking to my best friend, Maria. She's a sparrow but I can understand her. She's so sweet."
Maria, the name brings back memories..
"Maria... she's your friend?"
"Yes, I've known her for 3 years. She lost her memory 3 years back. I had to help her. She's a nice girl and helps out a lot."
Why am I telling about Maria to Jacob? Does he... does he know her by chance?
"I see... Well, can I meet her?"
"Sure. Let me get home and give her a heads up. Just come after me within a 10 minute time."
Jacob nodded as Othello turned. Jacob didn't listen to Othello. He followed her after she turned her back on him. He followed her. He saw her. He saw her phase... phase into the beautiful hummingbird that he saw the other day. He saw her flew away... he followed the direction in which she flew in. He found a little cottage in sight. He saw Othello phase back and bent down.
"Maria, Maria dear. Where are you now? Come out. I have something to tell you."
A little sparrow came out.
"Chirp, chirp."
Jacob saw the little sparrow phase.. phase into a girl... a girl with the face he saw 3 years ago... at her funeral...
It couldn't be... it just couldn't be...
"Yes, Othello?"
The same voice... the same sound...
"I'm bringing over a friend."
"Oh, is it another sparrow? Hummingbird? I love making friends!"
Maria jumped around Othello and smiled joyously.
"No, no, no. It's a human. A human male."
"Oh..." Maria's hopes fell. Then, she quickly smiled again.
"Well, this is my first time meeting one!"
Othello smiled gently at Maria's beautiful face.
"He should be about here. Maria, he's a necromancer... you know what that is, right?"
She knew.. she knew all along...
"Yes.. one that kills and revives the dead, right?"
"Yes, so I want you to be cautious... ok? Promise me? I think he knows your past..."
Jacob is in deep thought. How much did Othello know? His head hurts. He's taking in too much. It's also about time. Time for me to go out...
"I understand. You brought him here to see if I remember him, right? Do you want to send me away?"
"Of course not, dear Maria. You are like my sister, or daughter. I would never do that."
As she said that, Jacob observed a quite invisible tear rolling down her face.
"Othello..."
"Hello! There you are, Othello. I thought I lost you."
Maria turned at the sound of the so familiar voice... like she heard it before.
She gazed at Jacob, like she knew him... and Jacob stared... It was history repeating itself.
"Hello? Helllllllllo?"
Jacob was still gazing. Othello, shocked and still shocked, just stared right back.
"Hello. My name is Jacob. What is your name?"
Othello, shaking out of it... tried to put water into Jacob's mouth.
"What you need to do right now is not ask questions but to drink this and go home. I don't know how hard you hit your head."
Jacob obediently drank the water and sighed a happy sigh.
"How old are you, Miss? You seem to know these woods well."
"I live in the woods. I have friends, animal friends. But these days, they don't happen to be seen. I can't find them anywhere." Othello sighed and turned away.
Jacob, feeling guilty, tried to cheer Othello up.
"It's ok. Maybe they will come back someday. I heard that there is a evil creature messing around in the woods."
Yea, I know.. it's you, Jacob. You're the monster. I should stay away from you. When are you going to -- oh right. He sniffed in the love potion. He won't leave anytime soon...
Othello shook her head and looked into Jacob's eyes.
"My name is Othello. Nice to meet you, Jacob. I think I should go. It's getting dark."
Not that it matters to him or me. I can see in the dark.
Jacob didn't want Othello to leave after just knowing her name.
"Where do you live? I'll escort you back."
No! Why is he so stubborn...? What if he sees me one day in animal form? Would he personally kill me?
"No thank you. My ma doesn't want me to hang around strangers, not meaning you, you're one of my friends now. Ma just doesn't want people she doesn't know to know me. She's just being cautious.
Jacob looked hurt at first but after hearing the explanation, he relaxed.
"Ok. Let's see each other another time. It's rare for me to find a friend in these woods," he said with a smile.
"Bye, Jacob."
"Bye, Othello."
With that, they both went their own ways.
Jacob was still gazing. Othello, shocked and still shocked, just stared right back.
"Hello. My name is Jacob. What is your name?"
Othello, shaking out of it... tried to put water into Jacob's mouth.
"What you need to do right now is not ask questions but to drink this and go home. I don't know how hard you hit your head."
Jacob obediently drank the water and sighed a happy sigh.
"How old are you, Miss? You seem to know these woods well."
"I live in the woods. I have friends, animal friends. But these days, they don't happen to be seen. I can't find them anywhere." Othello sighed and turned away.
Jacob, feeling guilty, tried to cheer Othello up.
"It's ok. Maybe they will come back someday. I heard that there is a evil creature messing around in the woods."
Yea, I know.. it's you, Jacob. You're the monster. I should stay away from you. When are you going to -- oh right. He sniffed in the love potion. He won't leave anytime soon...
Othello shook her head and looked into Jacob's eyes.
"My name is Othello. Nice to meet you, Jacob. I think I should go. It's getting dark."
Not that it matters to him or me. I can see in the dark.
Jacob didn't want Othello to leave after just knowing her name.
"Where do you live? I'll escort you back."
No! Why is he so stubborn...? What if he sees me one day in animal form? Would he personally kill me?
"No thank you. My ma doesn't want me to hang around strangers, not meaning you, you're one of my friends now. Ma just doesn't want people she doesn't know to know me. She's just being cautious.
Jacob looked hurt at first but after hearing the explanation, he relaxed.
"Ok. Let's see each other another time. It's rare for me to find a friend in these woods," he said with a smile.
"Bye, Jacob."
"Bye, Othello."
With that, they both went their own ways.
So just a whiff of this and a few words...
"Dai kua ze ge ming kue lai le!" Jacob exclaimed as he tapped his finger to the poor bird's heart.
Jacob heard the heart started beating slowly. Jacob watch it twitch in pain and then, the bird hopped upright and looked as if it were testing its wings. Not sure if it can still fly, the bird gave a test run. It fluttered a few inches from the ground. When it was sure that it could fly again, it flew with such grace that Jacob gazed in awe.
As Jacob headed back to his grandfather's cottage, he suddenly saw a dead hummingbird. At least it looked dead to him... He saw its wings and realized that it was the same hummingbird he saw earlier in the week. Of course, Othello wasn't dead. She was just laying there unconscious because of the long flight back. Necromancy can bring back lives, yes. But once a necromancer falsely assumed one's death, necromancy can go backwards on the spell. The hummingbird twitched a little and out fell a bottle. The love potion. The cork slightly moved when it touched the ground. Jacob, being very curious, wants to know what's inside the tube. He uncorked it and took a whiff of the potion. He looked back at the hummingbird. His eyes started to get a bit hazy, dizzy in fact. Then, he lay unconscious on the leafy ground, next to Othello.
Othello woke up 1-2 hours later after Jacob collapsed. She thought Jacob may be hurt. She phased back into human form and ever so lightly, put her head on Jacob's chest.
Good, he's still alive.
Then, she notices the bottle uncorked in Jacob's hand. Jacob slowly regains consciousness. Othello didn't see the harm in talking to him so she asked:
"Are you okay? Hello? Can you hear me?"
Of course Jacob can hear her. The voice sounded wonderful in his ears. It was like a angel sighing. He tried to gaze at the angel but saw nothing but a really bright light.
"Don't move," the angel told him, "You may be hurt."
Jacob couldn't feel anything. He only felt the warmth of the angel's skin against him and her voice caressing his face. Jacob tried to tell this angel that he was okay when he felt a head rush and laid unconscious on the floor once again.
Othello, seeing that he was out of it again, tried to carry him. He was actually light to Othello. She took him outside her home. She went to a nearby riverbank to get water for Jacob.
Ugh, where am I? Jacob groaned as he tried to get his eyes to survey his whereabouts. He felt like his head was a thousand pounds heavy. He tried to sit upright but was immediately failed by his dizziness. What happened?
Othello came back from the riverbank with a bamboo cup full of water.
"You're awake," the angel said with a smile, "I was afraid you were going to be out for a long time."
Jacob stared at Othello like she was the only person in the world that matters to him. He gazed at Othello with such affection that Othello suddenly had a thought.
The Great Love Master is the master of love potions. Surely, he couldn't have thought to have given me one... no... it couldn't have been those potions.
She thought in horror of what she had asked for and stared at Jacob once again. She stared at the poor boy who was deeply in love with her.
"Dai kua ze ge ming kue lai le!" Jacob exclaimed as he tapped his finger to the poor bird's heart.
Jacob heard the heart started beating slowly. Jacob watch it twitch in pain and then, the bird hopped upright and looked as if it were testing its wings. Not sure if it can still fly, the bird gave a test run. It fluttered a few inches from the ground. When it was sure that it could fly again, it flew with such grace that Jacob gazed in awe.
As Jacob headed back to his grandfather's cottage, he suddenly saw a dead hummingbird. At least it looked dead to him... He saw its wings and realized that it was the same hummingbird he saw earlier in the week. Of course, Othello wasn't dead. She was just laying there unconscious because of the long flight back. Necromancy can bring back lives, yes. But once a necromancer falsely assumed one's death, necromancy can go backwards on the spell. The hummingbird twitched a little and out fell a bottle. The love potion. The cork slightly moved when it touched the ground. Jacob, being very curious, wants to know what's inside the tube. He uncorked it and took a whiff of the potion. He looked back at the hummingbird. His eyes started to get a bit hazy, dizzy in fact. Then, he lay unconscious on the leafy ground, next to Othello.
Othello woke up 1-2 hours later after Jacob collapsed. She thought Jacob may be hurt. She phased back into human form and ever so lightly, put her head on Jacob's chest.
Good, he's still alive.
Then, she notices the bottle uncorked in Jacob's hand. Jacob slowly regains consciousness. Othello didn't see the harm in talking to him so she asked:
"Are you okay? Hello? Can you hear me?"
Of course Jacob can hear her. The voice sounded wonderful in his ears. It was like a angel sighing. He tried to gaze at the angel but saw nothing but a really bright light.
"Don't move," the angel told him, "You may be hurt."
Jacob couldn't feel anything. He only felt the warmth of the angel's skin against him and her voice caressing his face. Jacob tried to tell this angel that he was okay when he felt a head rush and laid unconscious on the floor once again.
Othello, seeing that he was out of it again, tried to carry him. He was actually light to Othello. She took him outside her home. She went to a nearby riverbank to get water for Jacob.
Ugh, where am I? Jacob groaned as he tried to get his eyes to survey his whereabouts. He felt like his head was a thousand pounds heavy. He tried to sit upright but was immediately failed by his dizziness. What happened?
Othello came back from the riverbank with a bamboo cup full of water.
"You're awake," the angel said with a smile, "I was afraid you were going to be out for a long time."
Jacob stared at Othello like she was the only person in the world that matters to him. He gazed at Othello with such affection that Othello suddenly had a thought.
The Great Love Master is the master of love potions. Surely, he couldn't have thought to have given me one... no... it couldn't have been those potions.
She thought in horror of what she had asked for and stared at Jacob once again. She stared at the poor boy who was deeply in love with her.
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