Dissent Destinies of Elf and Untouchables

~Their bodies were burnt to ashes in every life , it was their souls that found each other again and again~

JETHRO

Life was never life , it was a battlefield , a battlefield thirsty of blood from two hundred years , waiting for blood of legacies to spill , waiting for mansion of history established on the pillar of filth and lies to crumple at the feet of ashes of truth that died two hundred years ago and I will burn every wall that was built for the filth but then life had something else planned - a temptating twist I didn't required in my life .

Her ! She happened like an inevitable storm that changed every path I had to take - it changed what was written in stars , it rewrote my story and it changed everything

NYMPHMIN

A bakery that echoes of my laughter and songs , A flowershop that smells of my aroma and a village where my life meant dancing in my small kitchenette that smelled of peonies and dandelions but then I made a mistake...

Mistake of running towards the mountain I was warned about...

Mistake of standing on a land I should never have stepped on...

Mistake of falling in the arms of a man I should never have let my eyes fall on...

He walked in my life amidst fire and took me out of death's embrace like a knight in shining Armour- little did I knew he was not a Knight - little did I knew death would become a dream to beg for because this was Jethro Hunter

Nymphmin~

Soft breeze fluttered on my face and my reddened cheeks complaints as it pulled a little in itself with chilly breeze that feels sharpened with my feets steps.

The thing i love the most about this village ,faelfland falls , is its forever autumn like season with the most gentle form of sun that only gleams beauty and warmth and the second thing i love of here is , the life .

The simplicity of sipping sweet coffee , plucking berries and baking english sweets to make living as music and books of fairytales keeps me buried in imaginations and wonders .

I also love the simplicity of sitting silently in our lawn on soft green grass , near white fences after long day of baking in kitchenette.

I smile a little at the brushing thought of our countryside life as-

"Is the sourdough preparared or are you still playing with the flour? Nym ?"

I hear over the music and pretend i didn't hear her as i twirl in my vintage floral red period dress and and do a little charleston midst thumping my hand in the jar of white flour as the music chimes in the soft fading evening .

I love to think of my life romantically in everything i do , as i work hopelessly because one day this life would be in It's last moments and then the only thing that would matter -be , did i romanticize it enough ? Did i laugh enough ? Was i happy? And kind ? Did my heart lived enough?

I shake my head at my bookish thought and twirl around a little knowing i will be scolded soon .

"We have orders for twenty seven baked tuffies , is it preparared?"

What ?

I was only making sourdough...

I sigh and scrunch up my eyebrows.

Who wants so many tuffies ? And why?

"Tasmin ? Yasmin ? Both of you go and check if she's preparing"

Ugh!

I am preparing !

Just being a little happy amidst too !

I bite my lip and rush to duck and open fourth drawer , I pull out the kitchenette blade and stand , making my dress twirl like fairy tales , in time the tap tap of feminine boots sounds and a giggle escapes me .

Lord

"She has done nothing" i hear Yasmin speaking loudly about me even though she's not even here!

This rat!

"Liar!" I yell , my voice sounding like a panicked pitch of parrot and let out a small laugh in time Tasmin runs in the kitchenette , jiggling the sparkle blinders , her barefoot making mark on floor that is caked in dust of flour.

"I heard there's celebration on hawkinsland , a grand one ! We might get royal meal delivered as warm gesture from royals after celebration , that special covered with white pure silk - plates with large size of platter with so many dishes-"

"Oh Oh Oh Well , calm down your voice, for if Madame ma , Katherina heard then nothing will reach us" i say mid cutting her, in time we both bump into each other and giggle like we are hungry from decades .

Well , we are always hungry because madame ma measures our food so we don't get fat.

"I love their big cream pie from chefs" she chirps and i grin , bending on the stall of our bakery "no! We make them better" i say, frowning and laugh because we both understand the difference "no , you know they make it delicious-"

"I said it must not be prepared ! I know nymphie can't do anything on time"

Yasmin bargs in the kitchenette and purses her lips comically and sticks out her tongue in time i and tasmin throw handfuls of flour on Yasmin to which she chuckles and jumps as she starts coughing .

She runs in the kitchenette and speaks "Madame ma , its almost prepared , sorry - i did not see" she adds loudly and blinks with both eyes at me since she doesn't know how to wink with one eye.

Her dress rotating in flare as she bends on the table beside me , making Y for Yasmin of her name in time Tasmin increases the volume of music and i pirouette in a twirl as Yasmin starts making a large round of dough and i pick the flour dust sprinkler to dust the dough ball , still continuing my pirouette but my movement freezes as i hear "do you silly girls have any idea whose order is this? And why procrastination of one second is not tolerable ! Have you girls never been warned about the land on the other side of mountain ? About those men? Do you want to provoke them ? Give them a reason to see you ?"

I never saw her darting in the kitchenette but as soon as her stern voice reached us , we all three freeze as though no blood on our bones .

Madame ma...

Miss Katherina...

No...

She saw us being silly...

"Its almost prepared-" I start...

"Not even baked!"

She snaps and we all three stiffen as i curl my toes.

Wordlessly she walks forward towards the gramophone and rotates the adjusting node that reduces the Music and i bite my lip .

I was working...

"Be paced ! Nymphie , bake fast ! Yasmin , stay prepared for Wrap packaging And Tasmin ! Drop a bell for wickhem for delivery! Pace up!"

She speaks and turns around and i see Tasmin twisting her frock apron .

"I want to go in that party" Tasmin murmurs and tilts her head at me as i stare at Madame ma walking out in her grey color homely gown , her hanging glasses in neck catching ray of sun as she walks .

Oh... Lord...

I just got to know about tuffies , along with sourdough , we need to make tuffies too...

As i think of tiny tuffies that we make , yasmin says something serious and twisted .

"You know we shouldn't think of path we can't walk on" Yasmin says and picks up the wipe cloth from floor as i pout and wipe my flour dirtied hand on my dress's side .

Its okay if we can't go but nothing is wrong in wondering what it would be like to go.

"What are they celebrating?"

Tasmin asks me innocently in a small voice and a smile splits on my face

"Hail to the queen , they are all my servants and haven't enlightened me just yet", i speak and Yasmin bursts laughing and bends on her knees , laughing loudly as she plasters a hand on her mouth .

"Pace up or Miss , Always knowing it all will return" Tasmin mutters

Oh no.

"Ssssshhhh , she'd hear" I whisper

We all grin at each other and then smile before getting on our duties .

I walk towards the dough and rotate it again before i pat it to make it even before i gently start carving pumpkin on it with small petals that would largen in size as soon as the heat of baking reaches the kneaded dough , i gently pick it up to place it in the heat tray as the wind chimes twinkles loudly and wind rustles in.

It was nice to dance - i everyday dance in my kitchenette with soft music and soft ray of sun and rustle of breeze .

I stop and smile widely at the wind , taking a moment to cherish the beauty of this beautiful world before i shake my head and pat my head.

Stupid!

I just dirtied my hairs !

Why oh why i can't keep consciousness of every thing around me ?

I sigh and get on my work .

An hour passes where i just make our sunflower syrup to layer on tuffies as i kept stealing peeks at the fireworks from the other side of mountain , now that my work in bakery is done , I sit on the tiny kitten stool and rest my chin on the mud cooktop as i hear "girls? she has ordered us all to get locked in dandosila villa , in our beds because The Hunters of Hawkinsland might be on ride on their horses and we don't want to be seen"

Lena , the laundry girl from our homage home says loudly.

we don't want to be seen ?

Really?

Don't want or can't?

I sigh softly.

Dandosila villa is just another name for our homage home that Madame ma gave to it for some reason that we don't know...

my mouth falters as i stare at the moon from my window , the same moon that is witnessing life and lights on the other side of mountain , the same moon that every night witnesses me silently and hopelessly staring at it through my bakery's window , over the large branches of lavendar tree that is directly above the window .

Silence of whole world sweeps on my face as my eyes lowers and thoughts dwells.

ever since i opened my eyes and saw the world , all i saw was a little homage full of girls , this bakery and our village , 19 years of wearing vintage and running wild in woods but only till 7 in the evenings , after that The Hunters might passby and see us.

They say that Hunters only work in dark of night and we only work in light of day... Only a mountain divides our lands but still we have different names too -

Hawkinslands and Faelfland Falls...

I wonder why ?

This is my tale , i don't know who my parents were or why i was bought up in here but what i know is reading romance , dancing under moonlight on rooftop , pretending to be dancing with a lover with music from hayleys on and cooking in our bakery from 3 am and other than these three i do one more thing and that is , i often stare at the lights of the other side of mountain , sitting in the dim moonlight as though those lights teases and beckons me.

I only see moonlight and day light - but they ? They see every shade of light...

Ever since i was a little girl , i was told that we are meant to hide from ... Men...

Men who lives on the other side of the mountain , The Hunters...

In Hawkinslands...

I never saw them , just daily heard of them...

Miss Katherina whom i and yasmin also call as madame ma , says that they are dangerous men..

So dangerous that its better to die in dark then step in light in front of them... She says that they could turn days into nights with their darkness...

She says that they shall never see us..

Specially me...

But there is something in me that wants to see what is so dangerous and dark , i want to see what is so dangerous and fire like that we should stay away from... What is the peril - what is the difference between us - why can't they see us...

Another firework flares in the sky , purple and Bougainville color and i nudge my nose in the table as i smile knowing that today Miss Katherina had headache from the morning and since she has yelled too , she must be having throat ache too - she must have fallen asleep and hence she wont come to recheck if all of us are in bed .

And , Lena won't cross check because she is so irresponsible and this all means that i get to stare at beautiful lights .

All night...

I will get in bed before morning but for one night , i want to see how life of the whole world looks...

How the life of the men we are meant to never come across looks...

I stand up and get on my tiptoes , before i take twirl round and make my flour dusted dress flare , romantisizing my little life before i pick up my tiny little chair and walk on tippy toes near the window , i see another firework decorating in the sky , its not normal - it is writing something up in the sky .

In cursive italic...

I have never been sent to school but i know enough alphabets and things and my brain jumps to read as the words lits up the sky , one after one

'LONG- LIVE- HUNTERS'

what does that mean ?

Hunters...

I wonder how the hunters looks?

Don't they look like humans...?

Minutes or maybe an hour breezes by and my eyes keeps on staring at the never stopping fireworks of the royals .

They are so royal that Miss Katherina says we are not even worth their gaze for once in this lifetime...

Yet she hides us from them...

Why hide us from men who won't even look at us ? Whose gaze we are not worth of ?

I wonder what kind of girl men like that fall in love with ?

I wonder what will happen if i just someday ran in front of them ?

I wonder so many things...

I wonder what makes them so dangerous...

In our whole village there's just one male and that is Uncle Wilson and his gay son wickhem, they handle lands and paperworks of here , other than them its a feminine village and they say that on the other side of mountain lives men... Men we should always run in opposite directions from just by sensing instincts but something in me burns to know what will happen if those men saw me ?

Or i saw them ?

I could never tell what is this fire inside of me , burning for the Hunters...

And... Since tonight is the night of chances...

I need to know what will happen when those Hunters , those 'long live hunters' sees me...

What will they do ?

Hunt and eat me since they are hunters ?

Lord...

I giggle at my joke as i sit near the window and bite my lips as i stare out of the window as night breeze swirls in the room loudly .

My lips pouts as i hear a loud cheering hoot , they are hooting in such large group that it is echoing in the other side of the mountain too...

Are they so happy ?

Does happiness sounds this loud ?

Is real happiness dancing with smile while you bake or is it in loud hoots and fireworks ?

Their happiness has a different picture than ours ?

They are royals...

And we are girls who work and dream...

Do they know that there's another way of being happy too ?

Our way ?

Do the rich people know the joy of playing with flour before baking for bakery as birds sings for you?

Will i ever get a chance to be happy like them ?

The Masculine hoot gets louder , making the mountain shiver along with the wood of my window .

My lips gets bitten hard in my teeth , my eyes widen as the beauty of lights draws me towards it .

I stand and the stool falls back and the fireworks covers the whole sky.

A firecracker of purple color flies up in the sky and

stars of dreams enters my eyes as my legs sprints.

No thoughts or forewarnings seems to be enough to stop me as i run...

I run out of the bakery , barefoot .

The door rattles as I make out in the Meadow in time the purple firecracker burst with beautiful purple and pink fire work .

My mouth falls wide open as i see the firework in open sky .

My long hairs fleets on my face and i turn towards the mountain.

I could see the mountain illuminating with the vibrance of The Hunters .

My toes curls as Miss Katherina's words of warning echoes in my ears

"Do not ever walk in the direction of mountain! Do not ever think of what's on the other side of mountain ! Do . not .! Hunters are the men you can't let see you ! Hunters are the men you run in opposite direction from! It all ends for you if Their eyes fell on you ! Every thing you have ever loved burns to nothingness the moment their eyes falls on you ! Do you understand me ? Do . you ?"

I shudder as another grand firework decorates the sky and my face bobs to the side .

Do i really want to stay hidden ? My whole life? Like a secret in dark about whom the big wide world will never know ?

Do i really want to forever see lights from very far the mountain ?

Do i want my life spent wondering what will happen if i just walk...

No...

I once look back , bite my lips and then i take a step towards the mountain .

And then my smile widens , and then i let out a laugh .

All my life i never dared but today...

Tonight...

I open my mouth wide open and gush of English air enters my mouth and a thrill runs in my veins and i run.

I run.

run run run

I run towards the mountain i wasn't allowed to...

Fireworks dims the light of stars as they brightens the sky and i run and run.

I run towards embargoed