A Story (Not Kingdom Hearts but really good!)

Okay guys. This is a story my friend wrote and I think it's okay so I'll put it on here and you guys can be the judges of that. Usual my stories are good so hopefully my friends and I share the talent. So yeah, I did NOT write this. My...I so am not putting this. Fine, I will. My sexy and awsome friend Mandaa wrote this. *washes tounge off*

Chapter 1
"Sage, Darling, please speak to us."
Sage turned a deaf ear towards her Mother, hands crossed over her chest stubbornly. She heard Mothers footsteps echo across the wooden floors, followed by the shut of a door. Sage let out an uneven breath, shaking terribly.
It had only been - what? Two days? And they were already begging for her forgiveness? There was nothing to forgive! What they did was uncalled for; unheard of! Those.. Those..

"No.." she breathed out, teeth clenched, "Anger feeds."

The door opened with an eerie creak, her younger brother. The little boy poked his head in sheepishly, looking over the corner at his sister. His brown eyes were wide and innocent, and puffy and red from crying. Had he felt the sadness she felt? She wondered absently.
"Sage.. he.. dead?" the boy whimpered. Sage felt the tears rush into her eyes. The entire moment - the entire mistake - flashed before her eyes causing the heart wrenching terror of aloneness. Of knowing that you’re beloved has been lost. Had he kept his mouth shut none of this would’ve happened.. They would’ve lived peacefully, even with the hostility of being caught. It added danger to their lives, added excitement into their love.. Ah, the fragilities of life.
She felt the little boys warmth before she had realized she had opened her arms for him. He came quickly, and cascaded herself into her arms, crying heavily.
Is this what it’s like to be a Mother? She thought wearily, wiping her eyes. Her hand stroked the top of his head gingerly.
"Hush.." she muttered, "Hush.. All is well, Little Jack."
He shook violently in her arms, sobbing so loudly that Sage thought the entire household on this side of the River could hear him. She held him tighter and began rocking back and forth while murmuring sweet words into his ear.
Two days.. My God, only two days? It felt much longer. The days were dreadful. It was mechanical. There was no more spunk in her life, no more spark. It was as if someone had came and dumped the entire damn ocean on the little flame she clung to for life. She couldn’t wake anymore to his face, or see his smile.. kiss his lips. No, that was gone from her, for eternity. Just how long was an eternity?
She had sworn to see his face the other day, the day after his demise. She heard him announce himself to the family. The exact words he had said before it happened.
"I love Sage!" he announced earnestly, hooking an arm around her waist. "And I won’t let man or God get between her and I."
"You fool!" Sage screamed out, startling the calming body in her arms. In turn, he began to weep again, in unison with her, "You bloody fool!" she sobbed loudly, tears warping her words.
I love Sage! The words echoed painfully in her mind, like the repeated beatings of a torturer. I love Sage! Emotional Blackmail. I love Sage!
"Shut your trap!" she shrieked, "I love you! Do not do this to me!"
Little Jack squirmed in Sage’s arms, but she did not feel it. Not until he had wrapped his own around her waist and squeezed tightly, head pressing on her chest.
"I love you." he whispered, "I love you, Sister."
Sage calmed, her muscles relaxed. She stroked the top of Jack’s head, eyes shining.
"Yes, I know you do, Hunnie." she smiled half-heartedly, "I love you, too."

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The Garden was a marvelous place. It was the only place that she felt completely at peace, away from the hustle and urgencies of the homestead. There was no need for worry in the Garden. The insects minded their own business, and occasionally did stop by your person to say their own friendly greetings. And there was no fear for animals, unless one feared a bunny rabbit.
There were various sized cobblestones in a path that had wedged themselves into the ground over time. The path of rocks had no specific pattern, only wherever Mother Nature had decided to plop them in.
Sage jumped onto the stones one-by-one, remembering how him and she used to play games through-out the stones. They had pretended that everywhere else was cursed ground, ground that would kill you if you stepped upon it. So you must jump from stone to stone, to save your life.
She firmly placed one foot on the "cursed" ground, stomping it in violently, then sighed. Seems as if the ground lost its curse along with his life. If it was really cursed, she would be venturing through the spirits with him, and being happy once again. She would be away from this world and it’s pains.
Sage stomped the ground once more and huffed. The game had lost it’s fun spirit. There was no one left to play it with her. She made an exaggerated movement that was border-line between agitation and grief. She turned her head upwards towards the sun, the light illuminating the golden brown-red hair of hers. The wind picked it up lightly about her shoulders, hovering it there for a few moments, then resting it dove-like back.
There was a flicker of movement in the trees. The smaller birds chirped loudly and flew off from their nests in a display of colourful confetti. The larger birds squawked irritably but stayed their ground. There was a small cascade of black feathers as one - or more - bird were snatched up as prey.
Sage narrowed her eyes and raised one hand to block the sun from distorting her view. What the hell was that thing? She thought to herself. It moved quite stealthily through-out the trees, and noticeably quiet for its large size. She caught a glimpse of its body, or at least a part of it. It was like nothing she had ever seen before. It was completely flat, with glimmering sheets of skin on it that seemed so delicate in contrast to the rest of it. Large tubular veins - she believed they were - held the shimmer together. It opened gracefully, and just peaked over the trees. The rest was lost in the clutter of wilderness.
She opened her mouth to speak. Moments passed without sound, only the steady beating of her heart and the deep pants of her breath. She closed her mouth.
There was no word to describe what she had just seen. It was beautiful yet grotesque; frightening yet peaceful; gentle yet so dangerous, all at the same time. It stunned her beyond the comprehension of her mind.
Sage felt a strange sense of kinship with the large creature. Even though she could not identify who - what it was, she felt attached to it. As if she was a mouse lead to decadent cheese, she began to approach the forest. Slowly at first, but gaining in speed quickly.
Carefully she stepped over rocks and twigs, steering herself away from crunching grass and staying a good distance from any animal she could startle yet the beast seemed to jump at her presence. Golden eyes narrowed at her through the trees like a larger version of those ridiculous ear bobbles her Mother made her wear every so often. She flinched, halting her advance.
She wrinkled her nose at the smell of something foul, and closed her eyes against the bright glare of sunlight across its.. teeth? Sage felt herself wobble in her spot. Holy God, was the thing going to eat her? What the hell made her come towards it in the first place?
"Um.." she gulped loudly, shivering. "I. . . I will not harm you."
It bucked as if it was a horse and let out a piercing roar causing Sage to scream. Abandoning all pursuit on the new beast itself, she swerved around and ran for home, heart hammering in her ears.

 

That was nice. I personally like the use of descriptive terms. Not perfect grammatically though. If this were yours I'd congratulate you though.

 

That was quiet good. Tell your friend she did a great job.