Drake heard Ithil scream, he ran back to the court yard and skidded to a halt beside Red. There was now a puddle of blood around him.
Drake cursed then turned to Ithil
"Who did this?" he demanded. Now he worried. Before he though there was no real danger to worry about, but seeing Red was living... or dead... proof...

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"I....I don't know," she stammared. Tears began to stream down her cheeks. "There was this guy.....and..and he just......" Scenes began to flash before Ithil. the guy stabbing Red.......an orc, stabbing her mother. & Blood.......tons & tons of bright, red, blood. Before she realized it, she was on the ground, shaking, tears streaming down her cheeks. "There was nothing I could do....."she cried, through all her sobs. "I was too late for both of them....I was too weak to save them......." Built up tears streamed down her cheeks, hidden fear & sorrow erupted from her. She was bent over with weeping. She burried her head in her hands, & emotions, that had been bottled up for so long, were let loose.

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"Great art is as irrational as great music. It is mad with its own loveliness."

Drake sighed, and put a reassuring hand on Ithil's shoulder. He couldn't help feel sorry for her. But something that she said also confused him. She said she couldn't save them. Who else wasn't she able to save? Who?

Drake shook his head, staring at Red's open, unblinking eyes. He walked over to Red, and closed the man's eyes in respect.
"C'mon. It's not safe here... we need to find somewere safe... I wouldn't trust going into the forest though..."

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Ithil's tears had finally stopped when Drake said this. But she had not intention of going anywhere. She didn't feel like doing anything. She felt so.......lifeless. What was the point in living, when people all around you died? She looked up at Drake. Every person that she had ever loved had died.......at that moment she made a silent promise to make sure that nothing ever happened to him. He would protect her, but she would protect him...........from herself. "Where do you propose we go, then?" she asked, lifelessly, almost in complete mono-tone. Not at all like the usual Ithil........

(sry 4 being all sad depressed like!!! lol It's Ithil not me!!! I'm still weird & crazy!! OK, yea....bye now )

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((wha? your going? hm...))

Drake thought for a moment. Were could they go? Then he remembered were he grew up... in the mountains. The people he grew up with would help them if he asked.
"Dragon mountain!" he said, "We'll got to Dragon Mountain, thats the closest, safest place I can think of..."

((Dragon mountain is the home of all the dragons *hinthint*))

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(no, i didnt think u were on, so i was gonna, but now i'll stay!! lol )

Ithil nodded, and silently stood up. She tried not to look at Red, but she couldn't help it. "Shouldn't we.........do something for him?" She asked.

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"Great art is as irrational as great music. It is mad with its own loveliness."

Drake rubbed his face with his palms, thinking.
"I guess we could burn him... we don't have time to burry him..." He offered...

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Ithil grimaced, considering they had just saved him from flames.....She shrugged helplessly. "I dont know. If we do, you do it." She didnt' want any part of burning a ............dead..body.

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"Burning the dead is respectful to the dead were I come from..." he mumbled. First he knelt by Red, and put his sword on his chest, then put his hand's on the sword's hilt. Other than the blood, he now looked kind of peaceful. Drake then took a stick and lit the end on fire. With that he knelt, said a quick prayer, and set the torch next to him. Soon Red was on fire, his body engolfed by flames...

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Ithil watched quietly as Drake did this, & as Red slowly became engulfed in flames. "May you rest in peace." she said said softly. With taht, she turned away. She could no longer bear to watch him burn. "Dragon Mountain," she said, her back turned to Drake. "What is that?"

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"Great art is as irrational as great music. It is mad with its own loveliness."

Drake stood.
"A mountain... what else? Though a mountain..." he took a deep breathe, "thats the home of the dragons." He walked out of the courtyard, then smacked himself. He gave a low wistle, that gradually went higher, then ended in a sudden low note. Granit, his horse, came running out of the wood.
"Why didn't I think of this before?" he asked himself...

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Ithil followed him, looking shaken. "Dragons..?" she asked. "Um....Drake, I...I don't know about you, but, um....I've never seen a dragon before....I mean.....I've heard stories...and...." she scratched her head. "Are you sure that's the only place you can think of?" she asked.

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Drake nodded.
"Other than the castle were your father is, and thats further away than Dragon Mountain, and, no offence, I'm in no big hurry to see the king again."
He sighed, and looked at her.
"Dragons are nothing, and I mean nothing, like the stories..." he looked away, "Trust me, if I'd ask they'd help us..."

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"I didn't mean to offend you or anything....I mean, if you like.......have been around dragons before or something.....It's just taht...I mean....." Ithil sighed. She was having a very hard time saying this. She took a deep breath. "I'm kind of.......afraid of dragons." there. she said it. she admitted she was afraid. "Are you sure they won't....like......eat me?"

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Drake sighed.
"Okay... I might as well tell you this now, because you'll find out sometime... My name, Drake, means dragon. My parents died when I was little, killed in an orc ambush near dragon mountain. The dragons... found me... and..." now this was hard to say, "they raised me, okay? I saved them once, they granted me the gift of toung in return. I..."
He cut himself off, and turned away. His face hard.
"thats why I know they'll help us..."

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Ithil stood there for a second. Slowly, a smile spread across her face. "Well that explains a lot." "Kidding, kidding, only kidding," she added quickly. "Well, I trust you," she didn't really haev a choice, but she left that out. "To dragon mountain!" She said. Suddenly, she stopped. "We have a problem though....I dont' have a special call to get my horse to come back..."

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