The Day the World Was Silent: Chapter 1

13 years later.....


December climbed up the sycamore tree as swiftly as a monkey. "Careful, honey!", Naomi shouted from down below her eyes filled with worry. The young girl laughed, "I'm fine, Grandma Nomi." December crawled on her stomach to reach the things that she had been wanting to get for ages. Two golden daggers that had a design that looked like the moon and stars etched on the handles were stuck in to wood on the highest branch. "Reach for it...reach for it!", December said to herself, "You can do it." Naomi even older then she had been tapped her cane on the tree as if to tell it to take care of her charge. December's small hands groped for the two daggers, Naomi looked away and shut her eyes. "I got them!", The 13 year old shouted in triumph. There was a crack and the branch gave way. December went hurtling to the ground while Naomi screamed in horror.  "Lefall donle tme!", December yelled in a strange language, the twin daggers glowed and turned into a glider. She sailed to the ground borne gently by the wind to the ground. Naomi gaped and December glanced at her, her ice blue eyes glowing, "That was so cool!" Her expression turned serious and she ran her hand through her sandy hair, "Naomi." Naomi shut her mouth and gave a nod telling her to continue. December swallowed and looked at Naomi, her eyes hard, "What am I."