Flute Among Trumpets

This is a school project about adventure stories. The elephant orphanage mentioned is the David Sheldrick Wildlife Trust's orphanage, found by Daphne Sheldrick.


6. The Journey Begins

     When I woke up, the first thing I noticed was Mithr. The second was that it was only Mithr; the herd was gone. I scrambled up, turning around much faster than an elephant should. We were in a rocky clearing, the boulders covering three sides of the space like walls.

"Mithr! Mithr! Wake up!" I called.

"Whazzat? Where are we?" She muttered, disoriented.

"Alone! We're separated from the herd! We-" I stopped. Suddenly things were very clear. I had to find Tambletch and fight him.

"Are you okay?" I asked Mithr.

" I guess so. We're going after Tambletch, aren't we?" She groaned.

"You know me so well already," I replied.

     I  had just figured out I could make a pebble float. the pebble seemed pretty mad about that. Or maybe that was just my nervous energy rocking the little rock. Hehe, bad pun. After leaving the herd, I felt like another pair of eyes had opened; I could sense energy almost without trying. Anyway, I caught traces of twisted energy around the pebble, and I started to follow a trail of other rocks like it. The trek had begun.

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