Can you hear the Silence? [ENG, Fantasy]

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Stå ut med den dåliga uppdateringen, kommer satsa mest på den andra eftersom den ska avslutas under sommarlovet, så jag kan satsa helhjärtat på denna, men ett kapitel i veckan (på den här) ska jag nog kunna ådstakomma.


Chapter Six.
“So, Galadriel, tell me about your family.” Galadriel sat beside Hector at a big flat stone, close to a fire were Ninive stood cooking.
“I guess there isn’t so much interesting to say about my family…” she said slowly. “And I don’t like to talk about them, either.” She said thoughtfully.
“Well…what do you like to talk about then?” Hector asked.
“I actually don’t know…” She felt surprised over the answer she gave him. Though it was true, Galadriel had always been that talkative, cheerful girl. Now, she was just…different.
“Neither do I, and that’s why I’m asking.” Hector blinked with a mischievous, green eye at her and she felt embarrassed.
Hector laughed and Galadriel could even see Ninive slime an amused smile as she tried to hide it with a sneer. Galadriel could not help but smile with her.
“So, where are you two going, really?” Galadriel said in an attempt to start a conversation that wasn’t about her.
“We-“Ninive started, but stopped immediately. Both Hector and Galadriel looked at her in surprise. Ninive put a finger to her mouth to tell them to be quiet. Slowly, she sneaked into the bushes. Galadriel waited tensioned and from the corner of her eye, she saw that Hector waited just as tensioned as herself.
Suddenly, there were a muffled scream and a “Aha!” and Ninive came out the bushes, but this time with a young, tall man, just a few years older than Galadriel was. Ninive was considerably stronger than Galadriel ever thought of, because the young man had a muscle that could make her previous village’s strongest man amazed. When Galadriel saw the man’s face, she nearly lost her breath. He was so…beautiful.
“Ouch! Let me go!” he screamed angrily.
“You’ve been spying on us!” Ninive growled.
“What? No! I was on my way…well, somewhere! And I heard you talking and stopped, that’s all, I promise!”
Hector walked over there and stopped by Ninives side.
“What’s your name?” He said.
“Dixon.” The good-looking stranger murmured.
Ninive released him and took a step back. Her face showed no expression. Dixon his clothes with one hand and took a deep breath.
“So, Dixon, where are you going?” Hector suddenly asked.
“I have no real goal, but I need a horse.” Dixon answered.
“We do to.” Galadriel put in. “Why don’t you come with us?”

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Chapter 7.
They all went silent. Dixon stared at the girl who had been talking to him. She was beautiful, was just a few years younger than him, from what he could make out, and she had long black hair. She seemed to uncomfortable with having everyone’s stare at her, but she only looked at Dixon.
The girl who had been pulled out him from his “hiding” place sighed so high no one of them could fail to hear her dissatisfaction. Dixons shoulder still hurt, and he just felt like revenge on her, so with a blinding smile, he turned to the beautiful girl (it was not that the other girl was ugly, no vice versa she was gorgeous, but he didn’t like her) and said, “Yes, I would love to.” ‘Love’ was a real exaggeration, but they wouldn’t get hurt by it. Neither would he.
That seemed to be enough for the girl with golden colored hair, she stomped the ground hard and turned around to walk back in the forest again.
“It’s okay, she have a very changing mood.” The other boy took two steps closer to him and stretched out his hand to shake Dixons. “I’m Hector, and this is Galadriel.” He pointed to the black haired girl. Dixon gave Hector a reserved smile and said “Hi Hector, I’m Dixon.”
Ninive couldn’t control her anger anymore. First, he was spying on them and then, he suddenly would follow them on their way. “Ah! I can’t take this anymore!” she said to herself. She sat down on a stone in the middle of a grove, surrounded by the strangest trees she’d ever seen. She rose again, with a wonder facial expression. The trees bent over the grove as a bulwark, and she felt somehow…safe, protected, as no one could hurt her as long as she was in there. “Ninive! Ninive where are you!” suddenly she heard Hector’s voice outside the grove. “Hector, I’m here!” she screamed, but no Hector came. “Hector?”
She put aside the branches and looked out. Hector was there, looking for her. “Hector, didn’t you hear me?”
“Ninive!” I’ve been looking for you!”
“I heard you calling my name.”
“Yes, where have you been? You’ve been gone for so long. An hour, at least.”
“An hour?” Ninive didn’t sound half as surprised as she felt.
“Yes, where have you been?” Hector looked curiously at her.
“In here!” She pointed at the groves. “Come, let me show you!” She took Hectors arm and pulled him into the grove.
“Wow! Have you been here in an hour? What have you done?”
“Nothing!” she answered him eagerly. “I thought…I mean it felt like I was just gone for…minutes, seconds, maybe.”
Hector looked around, but instead of that amazed face Ninive thought he would have, a concerned wrinkle and maybe a little bit fear showed in his eyes.
“Ninive, can we go back now? To the others? I don’t like this place.” He said.
“Why?” Ninive laughed. “I could stay here in hours, or years!”
“Ninive! Please?”
“Okay, take it easy Hector.”
“We do not tell the others, right?” Hector said restless.
“No, maybe we shouldn’t.”
They started walked back to their camp, back to Galadriel and Dixon. Ninive wasn’t angry anymore, she actually felt like flying. All her thoughts were on the grove.
“I’m going to build my house there.” She said thoughtfully.
Hector didn’t answer her, he just walked on.
“Where have you been? We thought you stuck somewhere.”
“We..Ahh, ignore that.” Hector answered with a glare at Ninive.
“Okay…” Galadriel looked suspiciously at them, but she didn’t say anything more.