Junior School Magazine - Edition 5 (June 2018)

T he S pirit of the G uardians Embindy stared into the crackling fire, her bone hammer neatly kept beside her. Fiddling with her fingers, Embindy thought of her parents; that warm glow. It was all she remembered of them. Embindy started feeling drowsy, her blue almond-shaped eyes started closing. In the distance, an owl hooted – that was her signal to get her sleeping sack and to have some rest. Embindy did just that. Above her, the jewel box of stars twinkled at her. Embindy closed her eyes and was in complete and utter bliss. Embindy woke up. Her hunting instincts told her to. No! She thought to herself. Embindy had left the fire to burn and she had accidently knocked over some of the rocks that surround it. The fire had covered a patch of the forest like a blanket – it was spreading fast. Embindy clutched her stone necklace. She picked her bone hammer up and ran, pearl drops trickling down her eyes. All her memories were connected to that tenet. The fire roared – Embindy tripped. She was instantly teleported into a world of blackness. Embindy woke up – again. Her dark chestnut coloured hair was spread over her face. Embindy was perplexed. She was in a strange, light brown tent. In one corner; there was an arrow that was gently weeping blood, in another corner there was a bloodied pig. Embindy got up and went outside the tent. An eagle was soaring splendidly. It took one look at her then started charging at her. Embindy’s eyes widened. The eagle abruptly stopped, and in its place; a dark skinny man with matted hair appeared. She was aghast! “Hello Embindy,” the strange man croaked. “I am your Guardian.” Embindy stood there – speechless. The strange man explained that a Guardian was a spirit of an animal disguised as a human. He also explained that her mother was the queen of the Guardians; while her father was a human. “Your parents were killed by a demon – a demon getting stronger every day – the Obolong.” Embindy remembered that strange shadow that she sometimes saw. “The Obolong is a demon in the shape of a horse; It will come after you as you have come of age – you are now eleven.” “What is your name?” Embindy asked. “Yousifor,” replied the strange man. Yousifor then explained that her necklace was powerful and only it could defeat the Obolong. A horse suddenly charged at Yousifor, he fell to the ground. It was the Obolong. Suddenly, Embindy knew what to do, she raised her necklace in the air – her only memory of her mother; and a light spread over the whole forest. The Obolong was defeated. Yousifor heaved himself up and cried. “You are the future queen of the Guardians,” announced Yousifor. Embindy felt herself as if she was a cloud and saw that she had been turned into a falcon. She flew up into the air and flew off into the distance.

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