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Date Posted: 08:17:43 06/04/02 Tue
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Sophie~Eloise
's message, "Re: Imagine (a short story)" on 10:35:20 05/31/02 Fri
Thank you Sophie, for your kind comment. I guess this time travel stuff is probably more of a boys theme, so I was even more grateful you had taken the time to post your opinion.
Gem.
>I liked your story. I read it with my sister. My mum
>had to explain some of the hard words but I loved the
>ending. It was like a fairytale.
>
>Sophie
>
>
>>Imagine
>>
>>Mark hadn’t noticed the large rowing boat which was
>>approaching the shore, he was head down searching the
>>nooks and crannies of a rock pool for an elusive Crab
>>he had spotted. It was only when the men in the boat
>>jumped into the shallow water to push it aground that
>>he saw them, through the gap in the rocks. He suddenly
>>stood bolt upright, his heart beating swiftly, for the
>>men in the boat appeared to be Pirates. He turned
>>around to look up the beach where his parents and
>>little brother were, the beach was deserted, nothing
>>but sand and the occasional rock, where moments before
>>there had been lots of relaxing holiday makers.
>> Strangely he didn’t feel frightened, as if this
>>was quite normal. His parents, brother and everyone
>>else had disappeared, he was quite alone except for
>>about twenty Pirates pushing their boat onto the
>>beach, yet he felt calm about the situation. As he
>>ducked down behind the rocks he thought about what
>>might be happening, he concluded that he had traveled
>>back in time, for he was a great believer in time
>>travel and all things to do with space.
>> The Pirates had a young girl as hostage, Mark
>>noticed her hands were tied behind her as they led her
>>up the beach. He stayed out of view and watched them
>>proceed to the far corner of the cove, where they lit
>>a fire and set up an encampment. As darkness
>>approached he could hear them singing and see their
>>silhouettes dancing around the fire. He lay down and
>>fitfully slept, for he had decided, if given the
>>chance, he would rescue the girl.
>> In the dimness just before dawn Mark crept up to
>>the Pirates camp, the fire was just glowing embers and
>>by its light he could see the girl tied to a boulder,
>>everyone else had drunken themselves to sleep. He
>>crawled up behind the young girl and grasped her
>>mouth, whispering into he ear, ‘Don’t say a word, I am
>>here to rescue you.’ As she relaxed Mark easily untied
>>the ropes that bound her, together they melted into
>>the shadows.
>> They walked quickly, almost ran, for about an
>>hour without speaking or really looking at each other.
>>When the sun was in full view, finally the girl spoke,
>>‘It seems I owe you my gratitude for rescuing me,’ her
>>golden hair cascaded down to the padded shoulders of
>>her long dress which had a tight fitted bodice.
>>‘That’s ok,’ said Mark, ‘it was fun.’
>>She looked at him curiously, he stood before her
>>dressed only in his swimming shorts and tee – shirt,
>>which had the words ‘MAY THE FORCE BE WITH YOU’
>>emblazoned across it and a picture of Luke Skywalker
>>brandishing his light sword.
>>‘Who are you and where do you come from?’ she
>demanded.
>>‘I’m Mark and I come from the future, I think.’
>>‘The future, what in heavens do you mean?’
>>‘Well there can be no other explanation,’ Mark was
>>thinking as he spoke, ‘I seem to be a time traveler,
>>who can go into the past or the future.’ The enormity
>>of what he was saying struck him for the first time as
>>he realised he had no proof of this at all or any
>>apparent control and he didn’t know quite how he was
>>supposed to get back to his own time and home.
>>‘Do you take me for a fool, that is not possible’ the
>>girl retorted. Mark thought about telling her of space
>>travel, films and television, but decided it would get
>>too complicated.
>>‘You are just a little urchin, who happened to be
>>passing, looking for something to steal, I wager’ she
>>continued.
>>‘No I’m not,’ Mark replied indignantly, ‘ I tell you I
>>am from the future. Where I come from time travel is
>>quite normal.’
>>Well it was in books, films and on TV he thought to
>>himself, and for real for all that he knew, it must be
>>real because he was there and it was the past.
>>‘There are lots of different kinds of time travelers’
>>he continued, ‘there are loads, some are known to each
>>other and are friends, they meet up in different times
>>and have all sorts of adventures. With other types
>>there can be only one and they fight trying to kill
>>each other.’ Mark worried about this for a moment,
>>then pushed it to the back of his mind.
>>‘I think perhaps you are mad’ the girl replied,
>>concerned that this strange boy may do her some harm.
>>‘I am a Lady and will be treated as such.’ she
>>demanded.
>>‘Oh,’ said Mark, ‘if you are a Lady I must be a Lord,
>>a Time Lord! Time Lords are the best time travelers,
>>they are very experienced and can go anywhere, anytime
>>and do lots of stuff.'
>>‘Why, are you experienced in this traveling?’ she
>>questioned.
>>Mark thought about this and concluded that perhaps he
>>wasn’t a Time Lord just yet, but even they had to
>>begin somewhere. He chose to ignore her question.
>>‘We had better continue on our way’ the girl urged.
>>‘Yes, but I am not too sure where we are’ admitted
>>Mark.
>>‘Oh, I do,’ she replied confidently, ‘my Papa owns all
>>the lands around for as far as the eye can see, home
>>is not far away.’
>>‘That’s good.’ Mark said, somewhat relieved.
>>As they walked, they got to know one another better.
>>Mark asked all about her and as to why the Pirates had
>>kidnapped her. It seemed that she was the daughter of
>>a wealthy Lord and the Pirates were holding her for
>>ransom, a chest full of gold, she had said. Being her
>>father’s only daughter it seems that he would have
>>gladly paid it for her safe return. As for Mark’s part
>>he didn’t seem to be getting through to her that he
>>was really from the future, but they warmed to each
>>other.
>> After some time a small township could be seen in
>>a small bay, above which stood a large castle with
>>towers at each corner, from which flags were flying.
>>‘Ah,’ the girl cried out, ‘there is my home.’
>>‘Where?’ inquired Mark, thinking that it was difficult
>>to pick out any of the houses from where they were
>>stood.
>>‘Papa’s castle’ she replied.
>>Mark thought that she must indeed be a Lady. ‘You must
>>go alone from here’ he said, ‘you will be quite safe
>>now.’
>>‘Oh no, Papa will want to reward you for rescuing me.’
>>she urged.
>>‘I don’t think that would be a good idea, how could I
>>explain time travel and how I am dressed?’
>>The girl thought about this and agreed, ‘Thank you
>>Mark for all that you have done.’ She kissed him
>>lightly on the cheek and pressed something into the
>>palm of his hand. ‘Imagine Mark, if you are a time
>>traveler, the places you could go to, the things you
>>could see, just imagine……..’
>>‘Mark! Mark!’
>>Mark turned around to see his mother approaching, ‘
>>Come on,’ she said, ‘stop daydreaming, it’s time to
>>go.’
>>Mark reluctantly followed her up the beach, which was
>>now full of holiday makers. As he shuffled, pensively
>>along the sand he became aware of something in his
>>hand, on opening his clenched fist he revealed the
>>most beautiful ruby ring you could imagine.
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