MagiStream

Prologue

“Aria…Aria? Come here my dear granddaughter.” said an elderly woman lying on a bed beneath layers of quilts. “I have a gift for you for your fifth birthday.”

A small girl with beautiful long, straight black hair and sparkling green eyes poked her head around the corner of the door. “Nana?” whispered the girl while looking at her grandmother.

“Come, and I’ll give you your present. It’s hanging in my wardrobe over there next to the window.” the little girl, Aria, walks over to the wardrobe, opens it and finds a dark purple dress hanging there with black embroidery of beautiful flowers that Aria and never seen. The cuffs, collar and hem all had black lace lining them and matching gloves to keep away the chill here in the deep of the Alasre Mountains.
“Nana! It so pretty! My dress?” asked the girl while turning to look at her grandmother.

“Yes Aria, that dress belongs to you.”

“Aria happy! Aria Loves Nana!”
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The weather has warmed, but Aria’s heart has become cold and closed off to others. Just a few months before was Aria’s fifth birthday, and now it is after her grandmother’s funeral. Aria is standing by her grandmother’s grave after the funeral, wearing the dress her Nana gave her. The rain is pouring down, yet Aria does not have an umbrella to hide beneath. Her parents stood nearby, watching their daughter grieve for her grandmother, heartless to her feelings.

“Come one Aria! We want to go home, this rain is awful.”
Aria turns to her parents and reluctantly follows them home. All the while keeping her eyes to the ground, and thinking about her grandmother the whole time.

When they finally entered their house, Aria’s mother turns and smacks her daughter so hard she is thrown to the floor.

“That’s what you get for keeping me in the rain for so long. Look! I’m nearly soaked.” Aria’s mother yells, even though it was Aria without the umbrella.

“You useless piece of trash! What if your mother caught ill hmm? Where would you be then?” her father asks as he grabs her hair and drags her into the kitchen.

“As punishment you are to clean the whole kitchen, and not a peep do I want to hear come from your mouth.” her father tells her as him and her mother go up stairs to do who knows what up in their room.

Aria reluctantly obeys, for she is too young to know what else to do. As she stands on a small stool to start cleaning the dishes a tear runs down her cheek. Her grandmother was her only escape for this nightmare. And now she is gone, leaving Aria all alone.

more

tomorrow, lol. I have most of it writen, but I want to give people a chance to read the posts before I put more up.

Cahpter 1
“I wonder who these visitors are?” asks Aria’s mother as Aria serves coffee to her mother. It is now Aria’s thirteenth birthday, with once again there being no cake or presents for her like her grandmother used to make and give her.

“I believe they are here to visit a relative. Miss Ryane if I remember right.” Aria explains to her mother, and steps back as her mother tries to smack her face again.

“Did I ask you? I was merely thinking aloud. Another word and I’ll whip you.” Aria mutely nods her head and heads back into the kitchen. Her father is sitting at the table, reading the daily paper. He looks up at Aria as she enters and puts down his paper.

“You lazy bum! We’re out of coffee now, so go to the market and buy more! If you don’t I’ll lock you into the cellar again.”

Aria shivered at the thought. She might wear dark colored clothes, mostly from not being able to wash them all the time, but she hates the dark. She cannot see anything, and is afraid to move. In her room at least there would be the moon shining light down through the windows.

“Yes sir. Right away.” Aria grabs a coat off the rack hanging by the door and leaves, putting the coat on as she walks out into the rain. She slowly makes her way to where the market is because of all the mud on the dirt roads in this part of the village. Finally she makes it to Miss Ryane’s booth, the booth that sells coffee.

“Why hello Aria, coming to get more coffee already?” The middle aged woman asks as Aria draws near. Aria just nods her head and hands Ryane the money for the coffee. When Aria turns to walk away there is a girl about her age blocking her path.

“And who are you?” demands the girl as Aria sees her. Aria is at first surprised, but then turns her head and tries to go around. Again the girl blocks her path.

“Fine, I am Quin, Ryane’s niece. Nice to meet you, what’s your name?” the girl asks this time.

At first Aria does not answer, but sees the girl will not let her pass until she tells her. So she whispers “Aria” to the girl, then pushes her way through. As Aria hurries home to avoid punishment, Ryane turns to Quin and says “Aria never speaks. I only know her name from the people around town. Apparently she stopped, or almost completely stopped talking when her grandmother died, and hasn’t spoken to me since I came here.”

Quin thinks for a moment, and then says to her aunt “I believe she’s afraid of something which is preventing her not from talking, but talking to people she does not know. Oh! This is exciting! I want to find out what it is!” A gleam appears in her eyes. For a girl around Aria’s age, she was full of mischief. Unlike Aria, Quin has short, curly brown hair with dancing blue eyes. And today she happened to be wearing the outfit Ryane made her for exploring in her favorite color of doe brown. She was going to find out the secret surrounding Aria!

this is really good I can't wait for the next chapter.

whitewing1339 wrote:this is really good I can't wait for the next chapter.

Thank you! Almost noone is replying, and it's really sad. I wish more people can tell me what they think. I'm more of a math solver than a writer, but I have another story I started working on a few years ago. I'm not sure if I shpould put it up since it's not finished.

I think you should and I know rifht now it may not be popular but I'm sure it will pick up.

Chapter 2
Aria finally made it home when the rain clears and the sun shines through. She quickly enters the house, goes into the kitchen and begins making more coffee for her mother and father. Little did she know that Quin and followed her home, and was watching her through a window on the shaded side of the house.

“What took you so long you stupid girl?!” her father demands, and smacks her when she says nothing. The force sends her to the floor, and she scraps her arm on the rough tile. Blood slowly oozes from her arm. “Clean yourself up before you sully the floor!”

Aria hurries up the stairs before her father’s kick makes contact with her. And she cleans her wound from practice, using none of the medical herbs her parents kept in their room. She then changes her clothes so that the sleeves are long enough to cover her arm and hide the wound. She then returns down stairs and sees her father looking out one of the windows. When he hears her he turns around and punches her.

“You little tramp! Drawing the males her like flies huh? I’ll teach you to mess with boys while I send you out to do the chores!” he shouts as he rushes towards her again.

“Wait!” cries her mother. “That might have been someone else. Maybe a villager curious about our home. Let’s get ready in case something happens.” an evil gleam appears in Aria’s mother’s eyes.


I do appoligize for putting this up so late. I got off work late, and to do some shopping and eat dinner, but here it is for all to see.

nice chapter can't wait for number three.

Chapter 3
Quin didn’t realize what she would really see, so when she saw Aria’s father smack her hard enough to send her to the floor she was in shock. How can someone be so mean to Aria? She hasn’t even done anything wrong! This just mad Quin mad, but what really bothered her is seeing the blood from a scrape on Aria’s arm. She believed that punishment shouldn’t involve bloodshed. She watches closely as Aria heads up stairs and her father goes back to reading his paper, without a care in the world.

If only I could prove what her parents have been doing to her! A little scrape can happen anywhere. Quin gets so mad that she doesn’t realize that she started making a growling like noise for Aria’s father began looking around. Quin quickly ducks her head down to avoid being seen.

Soon Quin hears Aria’s father yelling again and quickly looks up. She looks up just in time to see Aria’s father punched her in her should, and again sending her to the floor. I’ve had enough of this! A bruise that large is more than enough proof, I have to tell my Aunt about this!

While no one is looking from inside the house Quin runs back to her aunt’s home, thinking the whole time about Aria. I didn’t think that this was what her secret was! If only she never lived with those awful parents she would probably be a fun cheerful girl like me!


I posted it a bit early to make up for the last chapter, enjoy!