In Medieval times there was once a heroine of great leadership who fought for King Charles VII but died at his hands. The heroine had supernatural powers and was named Joanna of Arc. This is not a tale of her so I will not go into detail’s. This tale is in a different time & place. The tale I am telling is about this Heroine but not quite. Now it is time to see what is happening with our individual at the moment.
“Joanna ... Joanna...Joanna wake up..wake up....get up and go to the tree in the park... the one in bloom.” said a familiar voice. Joanna wandered in the darkness. Trying to find the person who was talking to her. A crimson light was in the distance. Joanna headed toward the crimson light in the distance. The light started to fad the Joanna got closer and a shape appeared. A gigantic labyrinth about 135 meters long. Joanna heard the voice echo down the straight pathway of the labyrinth. The walls startled to crumble as Joanna touched them.
Up ahead images took shape. One was a women being burned. “Joanna....Go to the park....Joanna..Joanna....Joanna.“the voice echoed and started to fade. Joanna opened her eyes and felt herself come back from the strange dream. She touched her head. Dust crumbled from her hand. She put her hand in front of her. The dust....from the labyrinth was there. Her eyes opened wide “it was only a dream, how?” She said but something inside told her that it was not correct. A knock came from the white door of her room. “Joanna. Time to get up sweety! Don’t forget today is the fair.”said the person her that had knocked,. It was Joanna’s mom.”maybe I should ask mom...after all..she is a scientist..who knows about these things.” Joanna thought to herself. She got up and quickly changed it to her plaid top and jean skirt. After she had brushed her hair, Joanna ran down the stair case to the D’Arcs kitchen. The smell of sausage and pancakes filled Joanna’s nose.”hello daddy-kin’s!Hi Maria lee and Jessica Anne! Good morning Mum!”Joanna said smiling at her family.
“Good morning to you My little pumpkin. Ready for the day?”Her dad replied. He was flipping some pancakes. Joanna walked over to her younger sister’s and gave them each a kiss. Joanna smiled at the twins. Jessica was the one who was most proper and well behaved while maria was a rebel and fun loving. They were both 2 years old last week. “Mom may I eat in the family room?”Joanna sked her mom. Her mother nodded at her. Joanna put 5 sausages and a muffin with jam on her plate. She went down the hall to the tv room. She flicked it on to her favorite show.
 Tatti-desu · Wed Jan 23, 2008 @ 05:31pm · 0 Comments |
