The Shores

It seems to Pearl that nothing she ever does it right. She is made fun of at school. But Pearl's world turns upside down and sideways when she meets a strange girl. The girl helps Pearl discover her past, present and destiny. Can Pearl discover what she was born to do--in time to save her kingdom?


29. Present Time!

The next few days I spent training with Abitha, archery and magic. But more magic then archery. I still couldn't rap my mind around the magic concept, so I gave up. I stopped trying. I stopped repeating the three steps over and over agin in my mind.

So after a few days of nonstop training, I sat in my room, at my desk, writing in my diary. I was interrupted my a knock on the door. "Come in," I said, not looking up. I knew who it was, as soon as the door opened.

"Hi dad," I said, still not looking up. "Hi honey," he said, " it's your birthday

"Oh." I knew that. It's not like I lost track of time and forgot my own birthday. Tee Hee.

Wait a second! If tomorrow is my birthday, then so is my coronation! Oh, shoot.

" Here's your present." Dad put it on my writing desk beside me.

"Thanks." I said, and a swooshing of the door meant that he had left. I felt bad that i had been a little cold to him, but I still haven't got over our fight. I took the package in my hands and ripped the wet tissue paper off. Sometimes it stinks to be underwater all the time.

Covered by the paper was a box, and inside of it was was a locket. It had aquamarine gems engraved in the silver metal. An amithist jelel in the middle was crafted into the middle. I opened it. Inside was a picture of a beautiful woman with a baby in her arms. She had a goofy smile on, but there was something in her eyes. Sad, maybe. She had my white blond hair, tied up in a ponytail just like Abitha. Her eyes were not blue like Abitha's or green like mine; they were a deep violet.
'Briallen must have violet eyes.' I thought, ' she has Abitha's smile and my hair. She must have Briallen's eyes.'

I was happy that I knew a little bit more about my mother, and a little bit more about Briallen. Although, I'm sure that the baby in the picture is me. There was a whitish blond tuft of hair and enormous green eyes. For sure, it was me.

I closed the locket and snapped the silver chain around my neck. It looked odd, laying on my chest on top of my training clothes. It was something beautiful on something ugly. I tucked the chain inside of my shirt. That was better. I couldn't see it, but I could feel it. I was thankful for my dad giving it to me. Now I feel like I have a bit of my mom--a bit I never had.
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