Chapter 1 - Part 1 - Evergarden
To be continued.
The sound of the crowd would be suppressed as I looked at the Major, walking behind him like a lost sheep while we walked through the bazaar. The boots would walk along the paved ground as I followed him among the crowd before losing sight. He would stop as he turned, realising I was gone, and look back at the ground to catch a glimpse of me may it be the blue eyes shining among the crowd or the golden blonde hair as he looked. As the crowd became less dense he would find me staring at a stand as he looked over while the wind blew and asked “What’s wrong?” I would stand there momentarily as the sound of the market and crowd takes over before responding as I kept looking at the stand and said “Your eyes.” as a response. He would widen his eyes a bit as he looked at me standing there as I turned around, my eyes would shine as bright as a diamond while my, albeit messy, golden hair blend but at the same time stand out between the bright yellow and orange lights of the bazaar as my mouth would open to continue “It’s the same colour as your eyes.” the item I was mentioning was a emerald green gem that stood out among the rest for me because it reminded me of my Major’s eyes, the same Major that embraced me during our first meeting when I was a child and the first person to give me any compassionate feelings. Gilbert, my Major, would look as he slightly raised his eyebrows as he looked back in surprise to my response. For a moment we would stare at each other as i waited for him to respond back, I would break sight from him first as I blinked and turned back to the green gem that when seen appears liquid when exposed to the light giving it a watery feeling and its golden cover giving it the feeling of a pool, I would soon break the silence between us as my hand moved to touch my chest to feel the warmness of my heart and the reaction I felt from it’s sight by saying “The way I felt when I saw this,” I would stop momentarily before continuing on with my words “This… feeling.” I’d look at the gem even deeper and pay attention to it even more as i grasped my shirt and continued “What is it called?” I would ask to him and myself as I felt the confusion among my heart and my feelings as I looked at the bright green emerald. Gilbert would squint his eyes slightly as he held back his emotions and stared back warmly while I asked as his green emerald eyes also shined the same way the emerald did.
But soon I would wake up from the dream, I would breath in the air for the first time in a long time as I’d stare at the ceiling while i recollected myself and where I was as i tried to get up, but I was unable to, I simply didn’t have the energy to do so. The sun would shine onto the bed and myself as it shined on not only my hair but also the bandage wrapping on my head and on the wounds I experienced from the last battle. From the blanket that surrounded my body I would pull out my arm as it let out a metallic sound while it was wrapped in bandages, just like my neck and head. I would observe and twist it around as i looked and stared at it before putting it down onto the surface of the blanket. A nurse would soon approach with a table that would be used to eat breakfast in bed for patients as another nurse approached with a tray of food, she would put the tray down and ask me this as the sun shined on me as i looked at her “I see you are awake, Jamie?” I would look back at her and nod as she helped me up to sit on the bed. Afterwards she would place the food on the bed tray, it was the usual food i ate. I would then look at her to ask for the first thing that I always ask for the time I was in the hospital; “Can you..” I’d stop momentarily as i looked at the food, she would respond with a “Hmm?” as she looked at me while I turned to her and then proceeded to ask “Can you please get me a envelope, pen and a piece of paper?”, she would then turn to me to respond with a nod as she walked off to get what i asked. The other Nurse would meanwhile open the window, letting the sunshine in and the breeze from the outside come as it cooled the room while I awaited while i ate my meal slowly due to it still being very early in the morning. The wind blows in as it cooled the hot meal I ate as I waited for my request, soon she would return after entering the door and walked to put the Pen, Paper, and Envelope on the table to the side as I thanked her by nodding and saying “Thank You.” as she walked out of the room, closing the door behind her to head over to another place. I would grab the Paper and put it onto the Bed Tray as i put away my tray temporarily to the table to my side alongside the water and then I would reach out for the envelope as I grabbed it and put it over to the table. Then i would turn over to possibly the most despised thing I could possibly reach for but it is a necessity to use in order to write a letter. It would only be a matter of time now before I wrote my letter as I grabbed the pen and positioned the paper on the bed tray as I wrote; “Major Gilbert. I’ve been in the hospital for 120 days now. My strength has almost recovered. Movement is still a bit difficult, but I can still perform my duties. Please let me return to my post so-.” my hand would have been shaking as I wrote, having suffered heavy injuries to it I was having massive difficulties doing work. The pen would soon fall off from my hand and into the wooden floor as it click and clacked on the floor from the fall. I would look away from the paper and to the pen as it fell as my mouth was slightly exposed. I would soon close it as the pen stopped rolling and I reached down to the ground to grab the Pen, letting my hand that was holding onto the paper go as i reached for it. However unfortunately, a sudden and large blast of wind comes into the room from the window, shaking the curtains and blowing onto my hair as it flew while i gasped as i stopped mid-way from my efforts to reach from the pen. The paper i was writing on would float up from the breeze and fly away as it was taken away by the wind as I did nothing to stop it while it flew away to the outside and into the blue sky of the world. To where it went it could have taken flight to town to town, from rail to rail, from lake to lake, from crowd to crowd, and from port to port as it flew freely. I would straighten myself up as i held onto the pen and looked around for the paper, nowhere to be found.
From the outside voices would be heard while I struggled to look for the Pen. And like the fighter i was, I would attempt to get out of the bed only to fall from it and land on my knees and my 2 hands as I looked at the ground while my hair touched the ground with the tray falling away from me as I struggled to get up even though I was in a fragile state. I would look up to the front of me as i stood on all fours as Lieutenant Colonel Wesely, in casual clothing stood there while the nurse said “Oh, my.” in response. He would soon shout out “Jamie!” resulting in me turning towards him as i laid on the ground while they trotted towards me in panic as Wesely asked me “Are you okay?” and “Are you hurt?” as he kneeled down and grabbed my arm while the nurse bent down. I would look back at him as i laid my other arm on the bed and looked back at him then the nurse before asking a question that i yearned to ask for so long; “Where is the major?” and as i continued to ask “Where’s Major Gilbert?’ Wesely could only look back with his red hair and eyes staring back at my blue eyes and blonde-white hair with a simple response “He’s not here.” leading to more answers as i asked more and more questions like “Where is he? Did he return home? How are his injuries?” I would buck forward from the bed as i leaned on him and stared back saying “His injuries were severe…” I would stop momentarily to ask a deep question “Is the Major…” I would stop again with the thought in my head overwhelming me “..alive?” she stared back as the Major hunched forward and tried to respond “He’s..” but soon she was cut from her answer by the Nurse which said “They’ve given us permission to discharge you from the hospital. Lieutenant Colonel Wesely came all this way to pick you up.” Wesely would look at her as he smiled back and smiled at Jamie as he said “Uh, yeah that’s right!” I would stand up from the ground as I pulled myself up from the ground as I stood and said “Excuse me. Lieutenant Colonel Wesely.” as I saluted him as I stood straight as the nurse got up and fixed the table and bed while Wesely got up and calmed me down by saying “Jamie, Relax.” as he held my arm softly while I responded back by saying “I’d forgotten you were a Lieutenant Colonel. I apologize, sir.” as he stared back at me while I stood in attention. He would respond in a calm and forgiving manner by saying “It’s okay. Sit down.” I would comply as I went into a rest position and sat on the bed while he looked down and asked me “Anyways, so do you remember me?” I would look back at him as I sat on the side of the bed while the sun shined on my face as I looked back and answered calmly in the same tone “We’ve met twice. Once during training and the night before the battle where I was wounded.” Wesely would smile back and nod as he felt great that I, a former child soldier and teenage girl, is able to remember him as he replied back while the Nurse closed the windows but not the curtains. He would soon say to me that “Yes. You’re right.” he would then shift his gaze to the window and then to the bed tray which was on the bed, he would soon gaze to the other sheets of paper, the sealing solution for the envelope, and the Pen holder and then asking me “What were you doing?” as he said that I would look down momentarily before looking back up as I replied back to him while I shifted my hair away from my face for a clearer look as i answered “I was writing a report to Major Gilbert..” I’d stop for a moment before continuing on to fix my wording “No, not report, but rather a request.” I would gaze back momentarily before gazing back to Wesely as I spoke again while I adjust my posture to him, putting my hands on my knees while I spoke again “They said writing words would be good for my recovery.” He’d nod at that before looking at my hands, they were wrapped in bandages and he would look back at me as I asked once again “Is the Major well?” I would have a blank and expressionless face while asking, bandages and band-aids still covering the scratches I experienced while Wesely could only gasp after hoping that I had forgot the question already, a brief silence would follow as Wesely slowly tucked his right hand into his pocket as he spoke back to me “Don’t worry, Jamie.” his smile would return back as he continued on with his words “He asked me to come here.” that response he gave made me feel, for a brief moment, disappointed, as I looked down on my knees momentarily before looking back up to him in the same blank face as I said to him, being reassured “So,” I would sigh momentarily before continuing “that means he’s fine.” the Colonels hand could only buck up slightly as he was anxious, hoping that I would be fine as i continued on talking “The doctor told me that we won the war.” I would be quick with my words as I continued “What post is he assigned to now?” I would clench my hands slightly as it was moved to my thighs “What post is he assigned to now?” my head would move slightly forward as i asked “When shall I join him?” Wesely would stop me there, he would look back at me as he spoke to me “Get changed first.” he said, telling me that I must change before I could find my answers, and then continuing with “I’ll have them send the car in the meantime.” He would walk out of the room that was made for multiple injured but due to how long the war has ended only housed 1 person. The nurse would assist me as she let the bandages go as I sat there waiting for her to finish before I could change into a long green skirt with a white shirt.
I would soon walk out as Wesely waited outside, putting his smartphone away after he called for the car. For the first time in what felt as if it was forever, I felt free as the air blew against my face as i kept my skirt from flying. The nurse that carried the briefcase through the hallway and to the outside would put the briefcase down as I turned to face her after she caught my attention after coughing and said “These have arrived several days ago. They’re your belongings.” she would hand the briefcase to me, the contents were not much for I didn’t have anything of value since i was born and raised with the Military as a unregistered Child Soldier. As I opened it the Nurse would tell me that “It appears they mistakenly delivered it to an Army Base far away, assumingly your former base.” Wesely would gaze from a distance while the car awaits. As soon i opened it I would check for a small metal box where I kept the “Gem” or what now I know as the Brooch that was given to me by Gilbert. Wesely would know something was wrong the moment I closed the briefcase after checking that single metal box as i looked back up after gazing at the briefcase waiting for her to finish. I would look up at her, my hair seemingly reflecting the sun as Gilbert looked at me as I said “Brooch..” she would let a confused “Hm?” as she looked down at me kneeling at the briefcase as I went into a slight panic and raised my voice saying “The emerald brooch.” the Nurse’s first reply would be a confused “Eh?” while she could only muster up this explanation “T-this is everything from the garrison and the place where they found you.” with that reply I opened my mouth slightly as i lifted the suitcase up and got up while saying “Then I have to go look for it if it is not here.” I would sprint away, carrying the briefcase, only to be caught by Wesely which was just waiting to intercept as he yelled out “Jamie!” as I stopped to respond “It was a gift.” in a panic as I looked back at him while he held onto my wrist as I explained that “The Major gave it to me!” he would lower his eyebrows for a moment after going to a shocked expression as he slowly put my hand down and let go as he replied back with a “I understand.” and claiming to me that “I’ll look for it. I promise.” to me, I would be silent for a moment before attempting to reply with “But-” which was cut short by him saying “You must..” before he continued talking and told me that I must “come with me.” to somewhere. My heart would pound and beat in a increased rate as I was temporarily in a panic on the news before being reassured by him with the words “These are his orders.”, the word order, the trigger for me that makes me conduct anything when told to. I would gasp momentarily as I looked back and replied back in a tone that made it seem I was asking something “Orders?” I’d look on the ground for the moment as I nodded back and said “I understand.” as he put his hand behind my back while he transported me to the car. During the ride I would put my briefcase on my thighs as I looked forward, patiently waiting. Wesely would gaze at me in silence after a long period of my own silence before breaking it by asking “When will I receive the next order from the Major?” I would let my right hand go of the briefcase to look at it and examine the functionality of my fingers as I continued “I’m limited to only performing certain duties because of my current condition.” the Arm that I was provided was prosthetic arm which was funded by a mix of military and private industry. Sure the country I live in might look like if it was old aged but we aren’t that backwards in technology, but we prefer the old ways far more.
I would gaze away from my hand for a moment only to be surprised with Wesely doing something rather surprising and that is; “Violet.” he would say as he raised 3 dolls, each of them representing either a puppy, kitty, or rabbit as he continued “Congratulations on getting discharged!” he’d say out in the car while we drove through a paved but small road to our destination. He would soon continue by holding up the dolls and saying “I didn’t know what you’d like, so I bought three.” after he said that I would gaze at the dolls one by one before he continued with “What do you think?” I would simply look at the dolls then at him with the reply being “I don’t need them.” Wesely, somewhat confused, would attempt to create a reply and then said “No! You have to choose one.” and then he would move to make a follow up reply as to why by saying “Pretend that the world is going to end if you don’t choose.” I’d look back at him slightly tilting my head as he continued with “Okay! Three, two-” he would be stopped by my reply which was simple and short and straightforward as I replied to his desperate attempt by saying “The Puppy.” he would quickly put the other 2 away and hand over the Puppy saying “Here!” I would slowly hold the doll and looked at it as I examined it and rubbed it onto my face. This would be followed by Wesely asking me “Why did you choose the puppy?” I would stop momentarily and looked back at him as she replied with “The Major’s brother once told me,” Wesely at that point would let out a rather annoyed expression at the mention of Gilbert’s brother as I continued, quoting the brother; “You’re Gilbert’s dog.” Wesely face would soon turn from annoyed to plain out disgusted at Gilbert’s brother as he looked at me as I spoke before he cleared his throat and looked forward, trying to change the subject after unbeknowingly stepping on what was his equivalent to stepping on a turd at the street. He would soon speak to me saying that “It’s going to be a long journey.” he would look out to a bridge that once connected 2 train tracks as they approached a separate bridge. He would look at the bridge which was bombed during the war which ended exactly 100 days earlier. “The train tracks around here were damaged during the bombing, so we can’t exactly use them anymore.” he would soon ask me a question as I looked at the doll “Have you ever been to the capital before, you know, Grostadt.” I would reply back with a simple and honest “No.” soon afterwards he would look at me as I went ahead and turned the doll around to bite its ear. Being one of our few encounters, he would be confused initially as he could only stare in confusion as I continued to bite and nibble the ear. Just moments later I would grow tired and sleepy as I drifted off to sleep where a flashback would insue.
To be continued.