On a beautiful day, the crew of the Nomad decided to go in a nearby
tavern to
drink some fresh water. They were in a small village called Rowan, in
Irish. The wind
of Bagdad took them over there, so they decided to stay for awhile in
this village.
Bryn, for an unknown reason, felt a little uncomfortable in the village.
She noticed
that many people looked at her very strangely and she wondered why. She
looked
at the crew. "Did you noticed how these people were looking at me? "
Doubar shook his head. "Why do you mean by that? They think you are
cute, that's
all! Don't worry about that, lass!"
"No, I'm serious, Doubar. There's something wrong. I'm sure I have been
here in
my past. And maybe I did something bad....." She could feel it, inside
of her. All
around here was familiar, the smell, the people, the houses.
"You, doing something bad...Can't believe it! Serious, Bryn, don't be so
anxious! It's
in your mind. Those people have nothing against you, or any of us. It's
the first time
we all come here," Firouz said. He just couldn't imagine Bryn hurting
someone.
"Firouz's right," Sinbad said, smiling to her. "I heard that there's a
big celebration
tonight at the market place. Maybe we should all take a look, and have
fun. We need
to relax. "
"What a great idea, little brother!" Doubar said, laughing.
Rongar agreed, a smile on his face.
Sinbad went to the tavern' owner to ask him about the celebration. "My
crew and I
were wondering in what occasion this celebration is occurring and if we
could assist
to it."
"Oh..it's a little celebration, special to this village. Each day of the
year, we get all
together and make a big party. It's a tradition of this village. But of
course, we
accept visitors and it will be a pleasure if you would all come!" the
tavern' owner
answered.
"Thank you," Sinbad said. He returned to the table. "So, we have a long
night in
front of us. We should return to the Nomad to get prepare."
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Some hours later, the crew were all prepared and ready to celebrate a
big party.
Bryn was very anxious, and walked behind the others, trying to make
herself as
small as possible, but everyone was already the party, and she finally
breathed.
They went to the market place and they stood five minutes, apart of the
others,
watching the place at the big joy of Bryn who really didn't like the
look of the
people of this village, even if the others had told her not to worry,
and she started
to think they might me right. And the place was wonderful! It was full
decorated,
beautiful, lighted, and people were dancing, singing, talking, joking
and laughing all
around. Soon, the tavern's owner noticed them and made them a big sign
of the
hand.
"HEY!!" he made his way to them. "Glad you could come! By the way, I
think I
didn't present myself. My name is Rael and I own the tavern of this
town. So, what
do you think about our little party?"
"It's wonderful!" Bryn said, smiling. "I never saw something
like this before."
The tavern's owner looked at her carefully. "humm..did you ever
come here? I
could swear I know this face...."
Bryn shivered. "Oh, I don't know. I can't remember my past, I just
remember
my name."
"And what would be your name, if I can ask?" he asked, waiting
impatiently for the
answer.
"Name's Bryn."
The tavern' owner looked her strangely. "Bryn....Bryn.....I could swear
I heard that
name before...I don't have a very long memory....Wait a minute..." The
tavern's
owner left for a minute. He went to a young lady who was dancing and
started to
talk to her. After a time, she followed him.
"Hurry up, I don't just have that to do..." she shouted to Rael.
"Okay...Firy, do you recognize this woman?" he asked to the lady,
pointing Bryn.
Firy looked her in the eyes, silently. "Those eyes.....and that
face...and that
necklaces....Yeah, I'm sure I know you! What's your name?"
"Bryn," she said. She was so nervous to know her reaction.
"I don't remember my past.....nothing, except my own name.." She
looked at the
woman. At the beginning, when she said her name, she looked happy, and
after, her
eyes became dark, and now, they are confused. "I just had some flash
back, but
nothing I could remember."
"Oh..so you don't....nevermind. I'm Firy. Well, my real name is
Fannasty, but it's so
ugly....and everyone call my Firy. "
"So..you know me?"
"Of course! We were friends when we were young. I know you since you
were
born. This is your village. You grew up here, like I do."
"So, why does everyone look at me like I was a stranger and not
welcome here?"
she asked.
Firy bit her lips. "It's....a long story which you probably don't want
to
remember....and it's better this way, you know. I don't want to mean it
badly....It's
just better that you don't remember. For you and for all of us. And
anyways, for
people who doesn't remember their past, it's best they remember by
themselves."
"I did horrible things, right? "
"Bryn, I'm sure it's not that bad..." Sinbad said.
"No...remember that little thing Scratch said? I don't remember exactly
what he
said, but I'm sure he was telling the true about me..." She looked at
Firy. "Please,
tell me what I have done. I need to know."
Firy took a deep breath. " You know, you were a very good person before.
We were
always together, you, me and another friend of us. Everyone called us
the magic
trio! " she laughed at the memory of those special moments."We were
learning
magic together. I was learning healing, our other friend and you, white
magic. But
someday, you met this guy....and you fell into black magic...."
Bryn coughed. "What guy? And why did I fell into black magic?"
"You were really in love with this guy, and it was a black sorcerer, and
for him, you
changed white magic for black. We tried everything we could to bring you
back in
the right way, but he was too strong for your powers. And it's when you
began to
be...bad....I don't want to describe everything, you'll know in
time...And someday,
you left with him on a ship, and we never heard about you till now."
"Oh my.....I was...evil? So, Scratch was right, and my feeling too..."
Bryn said. She
hided the tears who wanted to come out. "I need some times alone. " She
left
quickly at went behind a house. She sat on the ground, her head in her
hand, and
stood like that for hours.
During this time, the rest of the crew were talking with Firy.
"I can't believe it...."Firouz said. "Who could find out she was evil?
She was so nice
with all of us..."
"Firouz!! How can you say something like this? It's not her fault. And
she is still a
part of our crew. Even if we know her past, she is the same person we
met on that
island one year ago," Sinbad said, looking to all his crew.
"Sinbad is right, Firouz. I don't mind what Bryn could have been in her
past. I know
she is a good friend, and a good person," Doubar said.
"Yes, she is a good person. She wouldn't become evil if she wouldn't
have met Sven.
I'm not sure, but I think he put a spell on her, because if she had been
herself, I
know she wouldn't have done a such thing. And I'm sure everyone here
thinks like
this inside of them," Firy said.
"But what happened to that Sven?" Sinbad asked.
"I don't know. He vanished in the same time as Bryn, and we never know
what
happened to him really. We just thought they were living happily
somewhere, far
from here," Firy answered.
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Bryn was still behind the house, weeping silently. Now, how could Sinbad
and the
others trust her? Evil..her. She has still her head in her hands, till a
voice in front
of her stared her.
"Well, well...Look who we have here. Bryn. So long time you didn't visit
the village.
You are a bad girl."
Bryn jumped on her feet, and looked in the eyes of the man directly in
front of her.
And hate appeared in her eyes, as fast as she recognized the man and all
her past
returned to her memory suddenly. "Sven."
