Love and Ice (Serial Story)

Chapter 2:

The road had been long, but it was a beautiful time of year. Perfect for gathering herbs and the like. Cassidy stood for a minute to catch her breath. Long hikes like this should be made only twice a year, yet she made them every month she could. Soon there would be a storage shed full of herbs, roots and other needs for her salves she made. As the herbalist began to walk again, the sky, then the trees….in short everything of nature caught her eye. This woman who was now an adult, still had a zest….no, a exuberance for life. Her long red hair played in the breeze, her deep brown eyes studdied everything and seemingly missed nothing. Both wise and young at the same time they in themselves were something not many ever see, or excel to become. Cassidy's shapely figure strided along, rarely tireing on the 15 mile walk it took to gather the special herbs and return them to her small hut. As she walked her thoughts began to wander…
“Yes, I love you…..but I dont LOVE you.” Greggory looked into Cassidy's eyes. “Oh, and if you are curious, yes…I am seeing someone else.” A dark smile seemed to enforce the statement, stabbing her deep in the heart.
“What did I do to deserve your hate? I let you into my home when no one knew, and let you sleep in my bed with me. I almost became pregnant, which would have been a big problem explaining, and still took you with open arms.” She played with her mortar, not even looking up. As she listened to herself, her statement seemed just as cold as his. He wanted to piss her off, and she knew it. He was trying to get her to attack him, so he could claim her a witch due to enchantment making him seduced by her, then his problem would be solved…..so he though. A cruel look of disgust came over Cassidy, her semidiafinous robe drawn backwards suddenly, revealing her somewhat masculine clothes beneath. “Get out, I am not going to give you the satisfaction of hurting me again, as was your plan originally anyway. Just go.”
“This is MY house now too!” Greggory stood up, looking at her. Her head not reaching his neck, she looked up at him.
“I would if I were you!” Cassidy's 5 and a half body moved away from the now angry man, who had a look of malice in his eyes. Thinking quickly, she pulled out some powder and threw it in the hearth. The fire exploded into differant colors and the smoke, though sweet smelling, covered the interior of the hut. “I dont know where you get the idea this is your place when you never belonged here to begin with! Now go, or the smoke will take you.”
The door opened and the form of a man was seen leaving the hut. “Good” She thought to herself “He had better stay away this time….or I may ACTUALLY hurt him!”
A few tears rolled down her cheeks as Cassidy walked along the path, her memories somewhat disipating as the dirt made a fog around her feet. Yes, this path was used frequently, and since the miners with thier dirt in thier carts…..it made it hell for travelers to actually walk on. “Why did I trust him? Why did I think I made a friend who I could trust…who I began to have feelings for, and they did this to me?” A the sound of a single pair of footsteps were soon joined by a second pair. Cassidy looked up, stopping suddenly. A woman approached her. She just stood there mutely watching as her friend approached her, the yellowish dress, and the blonde hair of the woman, along with her pleasant face, and wistome body made it seem like a dandilion had become a nymph had become a mortal. “Gwen, you arent mad at me I guess.”
“Why would I be mad? Only because of the fact after chasing that bastard Greggory off, you left for 3 days and didnt tell me? Dont you trust me?”
“Honestly…I dont really trust anyone anymore.” Cassidy looked at Gwen, then turned her head to whipe off the tears quickly.
“Well, I guess I need to regain it….oh! You have 'patients' waiting in town. Seems the entire town is getting something…do not know what though.” A smile, then kind of a concerned look at the same time was on Gwen's face. They walked back to town….if you could consider it even a town, only boasting of a small port to moor ships, a few farms, a few huts, and one community building….Cassidy not knowing what to truly expect.

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