Joy… books of wisdom… treasure…
Treasure everywhere…
And then the curse hit, as the fog came swooping through the window, blocking everyone’s sight, making everything go dark.
Zilla could feel Ahsoka’s hand on her shoulder, and she heard Anakin’s voice nearby,
«As long as we stay together, no curse would ever keep us apart.»
But then she suddenly felt them fading. She could no longer feel them close by…
«Ahsoka! Anakin! Where are you guys?»
She heard their voices again, but it was coming from far away, like she was losing them,
«Don’t worry Zilla.» Ahsoka said, «We are right here. And will always be.» but her voice become more and more like an echo.
Zilla stood slowly up to her feet, trying to orientate herself,
«I will find you! I always do!» But this time there was no answer, and then, she was knocked out by some dark magic, when the curse wiped the whole forest out.
…
Later, she woke up, finding herself laying in the middle of a driveway in a little city.
Zilla looked around herself, seeing that she was all alone,
«Ahsoka! Anakin!» feeling the tears close by when she rose up. She quickly wiped them away when they came falling, as she looked arround at the circumstances.
Houses with gardens and shops. That was all it was. But she noticed a little diner to, and there were people living in those houses.
Then it hit her.
This was still the forest of autumn and spring. It had only been replaced by a city. But it was all still there: the people: the relationship.
But what about winterland? And the land of summer? Was that part of this curse too?
Zilla only thought this way because something Ventress had told her: What was it that she had said?
«The curse will wipe away this forest. But your family will be quite safe.»
Did that mean that they weren’t part of the curse? That it hadn’t affected the part were they lived?
Winterland wasen’t part of the curse, and neither was the other land.
Zilla pushed the thoughts away from her head. Despite of what Ventress had told her, she had this feeling: They was here. They was in this little town, and she was going to find them.
And with that, she began walking down the dusty road.
…
But a little later, she was exausted, and she found herself walking through a door, into a pawnshop, realizing that she couldn’t find them all on her own, that she needed a helping hand,
«Hello?» she began as she walked up to the disk where one lonely man stood behind, «I… I need help… I mean… I looking for my family… and I can’t find them…»
The man looked back at her, as if he knew who she was, and then he took up a list,
«Names?»
«Ah… Ahsoka… and… Anakin…»
The man was silent for a moment, as he looked through the list. Then he layed it down, looking at her,
«There’s no Ahsoka and Anakin here.» he replied flatly.
«But… they have to be here!» she almost felt the tears coming again, «In case… in case they have… different names!» she reached out her hand and took up the list, «If the curse wiped away their memory, and they don’t remember who they are… maybe they have other names now. New identities!» she clutched the list close to her chest, «Can I borrow this?»
«Of course, my dear.» the man said gently before introducing himself as Mr. Gold, «If you need further help, I be right here.»
«Thank you.» Zilla said before she turned to go, «I’ll remember.»
…
Once again on the street, she read slowly through the list. Studiying each and every name. Even where they lived was on this list.
As she walked on, she wondered who this odd guy was, if he was in possesion of everyone’s name in the city, and their housenumber. It stood all on the list!
She stopped reading once she came across a name that made her smile: Ahsla.
Something my sister would call herself, she thought. Cursed or not, she still has a name that suits her.
She looked further down on that same line, and frowned: Why would Anakin call himself Lars? It didn’t make any sense, in case… was it really Anakin?
…
But much sooner, she found herself outside their door, and then she knocked. Crossing her fingers in hope.
And when the door opened, she saw that it was:
«Ahsoka!» she burst out with. As sparks of joy almost overwhelmed her.
But her sister only frowned at her,
«I’m Ahsla.»
«Yes! Of course you are!»
«And who are you?»
«I’m…» Zilla was caught of guard for a moment, feeling as if her hope sunk down to a lower level, «I’m your sister.»
Ahsla stared at her,
«You are?» she turned around, walking back inside, leaving the door wide open and Zilla standing there at the stair, «Do I have a sister, Lars?»
«Not that I know of.»
Zilla raised her head, looking inside. It really was Anakin’s voice.
She really had found them.
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