Priyankshi Thakkar

Others Children

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Priyankshi Thakkar

Others Children

Nyx (ch -3)

Nyx (ch -3)

3 mins
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She woke up sweating and Sunny screeching from her cage. She looked outside.

It was very sunny.


So, she assumed it was the afternoon... which meant her parents had let her sleep in.


What a dream to remember!


Nyx got up, stretching, and realizing her fists were tight together, unclenched them. To her surprise, she opened one to reveal a ribbon of blue and red.


It was real! The dream was real! The silk girl was real!


Silk girl... Nyx liked that name, it sounded cryptic but also made the girl seem a bit friendly.


She stuffed the ribbon in her pocket.


“I have to return it!” she announced to nobody in particular, before rushing through her bedroom door and out of the house.


Once outside, she realized she had no idea where she was going, furthermore she hadn't even told her parents where she was going, but one look at that ribbon and she was convinced.


She remembered the dream vividly, and fact that writing had been inscribed on the ribbon.


She flipped it over.


Come and find me, birdwatcher.


A.D


Nyx groaned. This gave no insight into where she was supposed to go. She wondered how the silk girl had known she was a birdwatcher.


"Think brain, think! For once!!" she cried out.

‘Birds are very smart’ the girl had said, just out of the blue, as she would put it.


Random. Or was it? She had obviously known that Nyx was into birdwatching.


Due to Nyx having watched many, many, many shows, and she meant "MANY", she realized this was a puzzle.


"So TV does improve your smarts," she smiled, pocketing that information to tell her parents later on.


Maybe this was a game. A puzzle?


She reflected on their conversation. Maybe it could give her that one missing piece she had lost when she poured out the entire box of puzzle pieces.


She frowned, 'That's oddly specific", but she remembered it, the day she had lost ONE piece in her princess puzzle.

That had happened 8 years ago...


It was really infuriating.


Then again, maybe Nyx wasn't missing a piece of the puzzle, but a piece of herself.


She shook her head, "Definitely not a possibility,"


She smacked the side of her head, lightly, because she didn't want a bruise...


and she remembered.

Birds are very smart. 


A blackbird swooped overhead


The sun was in the middle of the sky


“Eureka!” Nyx cried out, she placed a hand on her chest, was she ok? She never said Eureka...She waved it off, "Oh n-never mind" she stuttered as she stumbled for words.


Nyx frantically scanned the sky, a black shape fluttered into view, it swooped, chattered and sang.


'How convenient' she mused.


She noted how it was afternoon as it had been in the dream, maybe everything DID fit together.


The bird flew... Nyx had no idea.

North. South. East. West. It all confused her, but she abruptly stopped... being a h-headless chicken?

Nyx brought out her compass.


The arrow-like sign swiveled around and around, taunting Nyx. This painfully reminded Nyx that the Blackbird was flying farther and farther away every second she wasted.


Finally, the hand rested on...


NORTH


Nyx ran after the Blackbird, which had nestled itself on a rogue tree, it swooped up and down as if taunting her before fluttering away.


After a few minutes of jogging after the bird, Nyx noticed a distant shape on the horizon.


It seemed to be leading her to a nearby woods.


She wondered which one before realizing it was...


Hackfall.


She remembered this because her father had taken her birdwatching on her birthday, early in the morning, the warm, not too hot, summer air of July, refreshing her face after a surprisingly hot spring.


They had sat on a log, bracken engulfing it whole, and watched as the sun rose, and with it flocks and flocks of birds.


They chirped, trilled, cooed and hooted, and it amazed Nyx, how many pelts flashed by her.


It was paradise


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