Queen Siti

"I am here with Pourtney Pattle and her friends!" Howlie hugged her eldest sister through the iron bars. "She is back? How come she is here? Which one is she?" Marlie stood beside her older sister, Karlie while she was hugging Howlie. The youngest one dissolved the hug and pointed at me. "She is Pourtney Pattle". Unexpectedly, Karlie and Marlie bowed with full of respect to me. "Your Highness," they said. I didn't know what to respond towards their treatment. Nobody has ever bowed to me before. And that's normal, isn't it? "Why didn't you come to us in the very beginning? You let us suffer alone here in the darkness!" Karlie let out her anger and disappointment. Marlie frowned and shredded her brows. "I'm sorry.. You know how much  I'm wanted by the goverment. If I come to here they'd arrest me. I was afraid.."  "They're not the goverment. They're just colonizer...

The biggest castle that has ever reached my eyesight. Truthful, I've never seen any castles nor mansion nor dreamhouse before. The castle stood symmetrically by the tallest trees accessorising it.  So it was a mountain with a gigantic castle in the middle of it.  Ironically, it was never winter anymore. We saw amber leaves falling from the trees. Everything was amber and brown and turning us melancholy and stunned. The season changed? How? "It's spring?" Daniel asked while taking his sweater off. His action automatically made us took ours off as well.  "Here, it's always spring. There, it's always winter," Howlie answered. It gave us the information that seasons depend on its region, and it stayed forever. "We are going to sneak into the castle, but the gateaways are full of guardians. We need a plan," Howlie stared at the castle seriously. "They don't have CCTVs, don't they? So it's a piece of cake,...

"Everything is just so confusing," Daniel walked next to me. Hugging his own body while tucking his hands under the armpits. The sweaters Howlie gave us to borrow wasn't enough to hinder the coldness. "Yeah, but we just have to believe. It's the only thing we are able to do for now. Am I right, Pourtney?" Jasmine stepped a little faster to see my face as she walked behind me. I looked away and gave them silence. How I noticed Jasmine started to called me Pourtney gave me numbness. I myself was still not sure whether I buy this or otherwise. But my heart told me to follow along the flow. Howlie was leading us to where the population lives, she said. Then, we'll go to the palace where Oksa sits on his illegal throne. Walking in this snow turned my skin a little colder, absorbed into my veins and swelled in my heart. We saw a number of trees. White trees. Like Albino Redwood that  I read about a few days ago. I couldn't deny and have to...

"Long.. Long ago.. We here in Fixtan had a pair of King and Queen. There were such kind and pure-hearted administrators. We lived in peace as no soul could threaten us," Howlie started her story with a nostalgic intonation. She looked down and made a little frown. "But in here, we don't call them as King nor Queen. They got the title Raja and Ratu, and so we hailed my brother, Raja Romee and his lovely wife, Ratu Rania". "So you're Raja Romee's sister?" Jasmine interrupted. "Little sister, yes." Howlie nodded, holding her own hands as she continued her story. "When you were born, Pourtney, everybody in Fixtan were so delighted to know that the couple finally became a family. Raja and Ratu was overwhelmingly happy that they made a festival for your presence for a week non-stop. I was grateful too, for having the only sister-in-law in my life. You were really-"  "But how do you know I am Raja Ro...

She opened the wooden door, walked in and let us walk in. It was an old, small wooden cottage. I followed Robert's steps, walking in to the cottage, with crack sounds on the floor as our feet hit it. The first thing that captured my eyes was the living room. Two vintage sofas was contrary put on the side of the living room. In the centre of the room, there was a dark coffe table. The window was closed, perhaps it was too cold.  "Make yourself at home. Do patiently sit while I make some lovely tea," The lady made us sit on the sofas awkwardly. How would we feel great if we just walked through a big ashtonishing hole, woke up in an unknown place which was in winter, and now were in an old lady's cottage. I still couldn't understand and digest what was going on. A couple of minutes after, she came back with a tray of teacups. While putting it on the coffee table, she said "Have a taste, they all loved my tea". All of us took a teacup ...

"Are you sure we want to walk in?"  "A story won't be good if we don't take the risk, Maggie," Robert gave me a lecture while smiling. In front of us, there was an eight feet bubble-like hole. After following the odd noise, we found this stupid hole with a bubble as its entrance. Weirdly, the noise vanished a second after we spotted our eyes on it. In my calculations, this hole would lead to a huge dark tunnel, since we came from a cave and we saw nothing but dark through it. It was quiet impossible and non-logical for a eight feet bubble to meditate alone in this cave. Where did it come from anyway?  Jasmine was taking a lot more photographs of this unique bubbly hole. I'd do the same if I was her. Daniel was only standing quietly, making zero sound. Perhaps he was thinking. Robert, he was examining the hole, studied it so diligently and curiously. But what was I doing? Worrying and shivering with full of feelings of fear. I was afr...

                                                                We finally reached our destination; in the middle of a forest. I put down my luggage with a sigh following after it. Jamine's excitement monopolized herself that she started to scream and take photographs of  big trees and birds. I couldn't deny, they were beautiful and calming. Robert and Daniel, together were setting up the tents. I didn't know what to do nor help which made me sit on my own luggage as a base for me to put down my bottom. Robert and Daniel are Jasmine's friends. Opposite from me; synonym for Jasmine, they both are zero cool. Incipiently, I was willing to spill my tears in front of Jasmine's eyes for her to uninvite Robert and Daniel to knit up with this camp of ours. Unfortunately, as fast as her eyes spotted sharply on my narrow e...