“What do you reckon we should do with ‘em?” muttered a female voice. I could not see who was speaking as I had been blindfolded in addition to my limbs being bound. Casually, a young man’s voice said, “Hmmm…throw them in the river? Tie ‘em up into trees? Shoot arrows at them?” “Saylor, let’s not get carried away,” chuckled another man’s voice. “Aw! Come on, Aaron!” cried the first young man, who I determined was Saylor. “What do you think, Ferris?” asked the man I had determined was Aaron. “I don’t know…” replied the girl. “How about we take the blindfolds off?” queried Saylor. “Good idea,” answered Aaron. As they removed the blindfolds, I saw that there were not three captors, but six. I dared not speak in fear that it may lead to my imprisonment…or worse…my death. “I am Ferris Harley,” said the girl who had been speaking with Aaron and Saylor. She had silvery white hair of a satin like texture, peachy pink skin, silver freckles, and grayish blue eyes. There was a coldness in her eyes that gave stark contrast to her cheery smile. As she turned away to join the other captors, I saw that she had a multitude of daggers on her dress’s belt. One dagger in particular stood out to me. The beautiful weapon had a crystal blade, a silver handle containing many pale colored gemstones, and an edge sharp enough to cut a spider’s fine silk. (INSERT DRAWING OF FERRIS HARLEY) Then, a young man with navy tipped, blonde hair stepped forward. “My name is Aaron Diener, “he said, adjusting his, well pressed, white collar. His chocolate brown eyes, on anyone else would’ve been a warm detail, gave only an ice cold stare. His fake smile indicated that he had a plan brewing. He stepped away, only to guide a girl, seemingly kind and of Aaron’s same age, over to Dabble, the princess, and I. (INSERT DRAWING OF AARON DIENER) “Pleasure to make your acquaintance. I’m Deeds Fallon,” stated the girl. Deeds wore a beautiful multi-tone teal dress, layered with fancy fabric of green-blue hues, and a simple, corset back. She held a golden lantern, and her cocoa colored hair held a dainty crown. The crown’s, three tiered, ring body matched Deed’s lovely dress and had bedazzled, golden butterflies as the delicate detail. She walked with an elegance only found in cultured women. I could not understand how she could be one of our captors, she seemed too sweet, too polite, too civilized. I was to be very wrong about Deeds. (INSERT DRAWING OF DEEDS FALLON) Next to come forward was a tan, dark haired, girl in a lacy, but somewhat simple, blue dress. She was barefoot but beautiful. She smelled of sweet sea salt and waterfall mist. She bowed slightly and said, “I am Lakelynn Rhone.” She batted her delicate, long, pitch black eyelashes as she slowly turned and walked gracefully back to the group. (INSERT DRAWING OF LAKELYNN RHONE) Next, a young man with bright red hair came forward. “I’m Saylor Tine,” he said cheerily, bending forward into a small bow. He wore a pale yellow, button down, formal shirt, much like Aaron’s white top. On his legs he wore deep green, cotton, dress pants. If you did not look at his unruly hair or boyish face, he would appear as an average businessman. (INSERT DRAWING OF SAYLOR TINE) Finally, the last of our captors stepped forward to introduce their self. He was a tall, skinny, boy with a shy look to him. He wore a deep purple shirt, black pants, and a golden watch. He also looked at his feet as he walked slowly away from the group of his friends. Had he walked with more confidence, he would seem a brave and strong man, but he looked much the opposite. Grinning sheepishly, he said, “Hey…I’m Louis…Louis Bore…” He rubbed his neck as he finished speaking. He glanced up briefly as he began to turn away. “Wait!” cried Princess Gwynn.
