The Mob: Chapter 4

"Appears like a mob, two to dozen will come out to nothing. Should not have stayed back at all”., thought Pietre. They almost reached the main door, and were about to push it open. “WAIT!! Not so fast" screamed Darra the wizard. Pietre was determined not to stop, she pushed the door, "No this cannot be happening!!" thought Pietre. She pushed the door with all her might but the door wouldn't budge. "We are trapped Aimy" whispered Pietre.

"WAIT!! Listen to me, we will not harm you. We want your Help!! Please ..." said Darra. Pietre was surprised and silently swore within herself that all this was a trap and she should not listen to them, but the pleading in the wizard's voice made her turn and face the crowd. She stood dumb folded at what she behold, there were more than fifteen dwarves, all reaching up to Pietre’s arms.

She could not stop gaping at the sight of the dwarves, she moved her gaze a little further and was even more astonished to see elves, rabbits, ravens, centaurs, wild dogs and an old witch. “This cannot be true!! I must be dreaming”, thought Pietre. The creatures were staring at Pietre and Aimy. Pietre was tall, fair with waist length hair; Aimy had golden hair and was looking angel like with her rosy cheeks filled with color and fear at the sight of these creatures.

“Please do not be afraid, we are not here to harm you, on the contrary we seek your help in relieving helpless bound creatures for ages!!”spoke Darra. Pietre kept staring at the wizard. Deep silence filled the room and everyone was waiting for Pietre to speak, Aimy was in the verge of tears.” Help…me??..b-but I-I do not understand??!!” Pietre found herself blurting out. “If you can sit for a while and be patient I can narrate to you the incidents of the past and the legend that was written a century ago” spoke Darra.