Halls Of The Abby.

The Womans shoes made the useal sound as the hit the stone floor and carpet of the Abby..the woman walked by a few presits and old men who greeted her as she passed the woman..or rather Girl, entred the Libary part of the abby and greeted the Librarian. the girl wandered with a purpose towards a bookshelf and reached for a book titled "The Mark Of The Light" in gold lettering...it slipped from her hands and fell behind the case. the girl sighed and began pushing back the shelf...and found a tresure trove of items...the first was a a child's toy.....

''Early Morning. Northshire Abby.''

A woman with Fair hair stood cradleing a child deep in conversation with a Abby Preist. "Im telling you she might not be well! she dint Cry Properly!" the cathederal Preist looked frustrated as he told the woman this. the woman stared daggers at the preist and cradled the sleeping child and smiled down on her. the preist sighed "Miss Cornith...the child may have something wrong with her!". the baby woke and began crying...more accuratly tears streamed from her eyes and her mouth remaind still, the woman pushed a small teddy to the girl who hugged it and fell asleep again. " You woke her." said the woman looking annoyed, "and she Did..Not..Cry." the preist said looking smug. "shes only a child she doesnt really understand." the woman stroked the little girls forehead. the prest bent down and picked up the teddy the little girl had thrown off her in her sleep. "she will understand...ill make sure the abby nurtures her so she not surrounded by these soft...TOYS!" the bad tempered preist flung the teddy over his shoulder where is slid under a book case. "Now look what youve done!" the woman said keeping her voice low as her baby woke "i wont be able to get her to sleep properly now without it. get someone to retrive it for me okay?" the preist nodded and watched the woman leave. "someday...im going to learn whats up with that woman and her child..."

Present Day. The girl picked up the teddy and her eyes began to water she quickly wiped them away and serched the teddy for a marking...there it was! sown on to its feet where the initials K.C. the gilr stared at the teddy for a long moment then placed it gently in her pouch. she reached for the book again and the next object grabbed her focus.

''Northsire Abby. mid morning.''

Kate Corntih watched "i still dont hear anything.." she said. Craig lowered his hands and stared at his wife. " i swear on the love of the light she laughed!" his wife looked unimpressed. "tell you what ill go and get the preist so he can examin your head.". a few minutes later she returned with one of the junior preists, craig took no notice busy playing peek-a-boo with his daughter, everyone in the room jumped as a childs laugh rent the air. "i told you i told you! she laughed!" craig was overjoyed he grabbed his wife and did a merry jig, the preist on the other hand looked interested "she never opened her mouth...can you repeat that?" the couple nodded looking happy but puzzled and took it in turns to play peek a boo. "in here brother cahrol" Kate cornith opened a box it was filled with scrap paper most had one word or two scrribled on it in a childish way "this is it?." asked the preist, kate nodded "all she has ever said to us since she was born.". "Remarkable" said a ageing Preist "a child so young learning to write? and possesing something else? i was right the child is not right in some way...place this box in the cabinet..i will inspect it later. first, get me the childs parents."

Present Day.

The girl blew the dust off the tiny chest there was a catch she flipped it and yellowing paper fluttered out. she grab the peice as it fell. the word "mummy" was written in childish handwriting but the girl knewwhos handwriting it was. she closed the box carefully and placed it next to the small teddy in a pouch. She reached further and pulled out a book. its pages had been ruined by water but as the memory drifted to her she remembered it had been long ago...

Northsire Abby Around noon.

"scaredy cat scaredy cat!" the children chanted as a boy put his toe in the water and pulled it out quickly. "i can do it!" said a black haired girl she dived in the pool and began swimming. "stop showing off! said some of the children." a blonde haired girl wandered past carrying a book. "hey. watch this" said a boy on the opposite bank to his mates, "OI! blondie! cat got your tounge?! wats the matter too DUMB to come play with us?" the girl turned looking angry "!" said the girl looking very annoyed she threw a stick at the boy and missed "better luck next time kitten!" said the boy he and his frends swam from the bank to the girl and began pushing her around. "whats that youve got pretty face?" the boy grabbed the book under the girls arm and looked at it. "i cant read this stupid thing" he said Throwing it over his shoulder into the middle of the pool, "!" the girl struggled in the grip of the much older boys and kicked the leader in the shin she broke free of their grip and paddled into the pool after the book. "Prayher? Prayher! where are you?" kate cornith looked for her daughter, she say her swimming in the pool grabing something then trying to make it back...but fully clothed and having one hand occupied was too much for her and she began to drown "PRAYHER!" kate started to run yet she was too far away to do much help. "this is too far..." said one of the gang "Go help her!" antoher said the leader looked at the struggleing girl "oh...bugger.." he dived head first into the water and swam to the girl hauling her up to the bank the same time prayhers mother arrived "Prayher! prayher! are you okay?!" prayher clung to the book coughing "thank the light your okay...come on...i have something to tell you...". "but hes not comming back?" the words struck a blow to Kates heart "no Prayher daddy wont comeback." Prayher looked at her miraculaly dry notepad water and tears dripping on to it...she began tearing up the pages one by one creating a miaasive pile next to her. the pad remained in the same state as it had when the conversation had started. "Erm...miss cornith? We're sorry about...you know.." a group of boys huddled in the doorway of the cornith home looking in various stages of shame and dissapointment "its okay...nobody got badly hurt...do me a favoru and take this book prayher had with her to the libary to dry." she looked at the title "how to avoid snakes" she smiled " thats my girl" she said softly handing the book to the boy "always thinking ".

Present Day. Prayher looked at the book remembering that day she wiped her eyes how it had ended up here she didnt know but she remembered it like it was yesterday. the next item near was a silly mask painted green. she remembered that day too.

''Northshire Abby. Early afternoon.''

"Anything to share miss cornith? or are you working and not passing notes?" Prayher looked up from her work and scrribled "no Sir" on her pad, a grey eyed girl tittered near the front "Since you find this so funny miss Bellmarsh perhaps you can tell me what the main export of the abby is?" the smile faded from Suzannes face and she responded quickly "sir the main export of northshire is its wine sir from the vineyards.". the preist looked non plussed "good work miss Bellmarsh. it seems both you AND miss cornith dont get put down a class" he sighed "oh and miss cornith see me after class.". half way through her work prayher recived a note " Dont get me into Trouble again! S.B" she sighed and kept working..deciding to keep a little distance from Suzanne in the future. in the libary later that day someone jumped out behind a bookcase in the libary wearing a green snake mask scaring prayher from where she had been reading "you where suppost to go see the teacher today" said the boy id go see him now before he gets angry. the bow threw the maask away. Prayher pushed the door open and stepped in the study.