Hippocoon land

“Yeah, we only need to pass the gate, find Amelinda and let’s leave in peace.” said Gwen quickly. He took a giant breath, looked at Heracles. They bowed their head then together stepped ahead. A tunnel with marble stairs appeared as they walked to the place. The light shone down and help them can see the tunnel. It looked high and wide, leading underground. They stepped down and stopped at place the light could reach. They carefully observed through the darkness but they could not see anything. Darkness suddenly moved to their feet quickly something was taken away the light. Heracles and Gwen turned back at one and saw the the trapdoor was being closed. “Heracles, the trapdoor.” Gwen cried. However, nothing could stop the trapdoor not to close. With a loud noise the ground trembled. The trapdoor closed and light was taken away. Heracles and Gwen sank into darkness completely. They became confused. “It had been closed. What must we do now?” squealed Gwen. He turned scared. Heracles was

It’s morning. Sunlight shone to everywhere. Heracles and Gwen were lying on a large round piece of metal meticulously sculpted a hammer and an anvil in the central and snakes winding around. The round piece of metal looked like a trapdoor, very tough and heavy that only people having enormous power could take it up. Heracles was lying on his back and his right hand was holding the sword; Gwen’s on other side lying on his stomach. The helmet was still on his head while the metal shield was brought on his back. Kon had vanished. Heat coming from the trapdoor made Gwen wake up. With wincing face Gwen contorted his body to sit up. Whole his body was in pain as though he had just passed a fight. He adjusted the wide helmet and looked. Beside him his friend. Heracles was there.  “Heracles!” he called softly, gently touched on his friend and not forgot to observe around. Heracles woke. He sat up. “Gwen” he said.  “Heracles - look! Where is this place? Why are we here?” asked Gwen, still kept

“Ignore it. It will bring itself to us soon” Heracles said in low voice, smiled. Gwen's mouth edges also twisted they kept walking ahead. “Hey boy!” the thing cried. “Whosp! Whosp!...” the noises constantly came out. At last, it popped out from a tree. Then a light appeared and lit up place in front of Heracles and Gwen. Floating in midair above their heads, it was something covered by light and having shape of a child. It looked like a spirit than any creature to them angrily. “Why do you ignore me? I called you both dozens of time. Why didn’t you answer me?” it shouted, looked straight to them.  “You’re right. It really emits silver light.” said Gwen. He smiled.   “I told you I saw it.” said Heracles with a sweet smile on face. “Hey boy! Don’t ignore me.” the childish voice shouted again. Heracles and Gwen turned ahead looked toward the spirit in front of faces. “Don’t bother us. We are busy.” Heracles said loudly. Then he prevented as though he didn’t care much the spirit. He an

“I can’t pull it out. One of you try to pull it out.” suggested Kon. “Let me try first.” said Gwen. He dropped his shield down. He moved toward the sword. He rolled up his sleeves, grabbed on the hilt and pulled up. It didn’t move. He pulled harder, leaning back. “Agrrrr.” groaned Gwen. He tried his best. The sword showed no sign of moving. After minutes, he stopped, realeasing hands from the hilt.  “Uhmmm, I can’t pull it.” he said, scratching head, “Heracles, try it.” he added. “Let me try.” said Heracles. He stepped forward. Heracles looked at the sword for a bit then he held the hilt by one hand then two hands. Heracles pulled. He started to use strength, more and more. Initially, the sword didn’t move at all. Heracles pulled harder. He didn’t give up. Suddenly, the sword moves a little. Heracles felt it and used more strength. Metallic sounded. The sword was slowly taken out from the rock.  “Ting-a-ling!” The sword was pulled out.    “Awesome, you did it Heracles.” yelled Kon happ

“Step to right a little, Heracles.” whispered Gwen, “Yes, right. Move ahead. Stop- stop, Heracles.” he added then leant face on the window. Suddenly, the window was pushed open. Gwen fell backward and lost balance. He wobbled and then fell on Heracles. They both lied on ground. The window opened completely. A head peered out, looked down and saw them. “What are you doing there? Why do you lie on ground?” a clear voice spread out. Heracles and Gwen looked up and saw a pair of large eyes looking to them. It’s Arian. They still didn’t know how to reply, the voice of her came out again. “What are you doing outside? It’s time to sleep. If you don’t sleep, you will become bad children.” she asked innocently, still looking on them by her round eyes. They quickly stood up. Gwen flattened his clothes. He stepped ahead. “Hi, Arian.” he said, waved his hand. “We are good children. We always sleep on time. However, my sister has gone to somewhere and didn’t come back in time. Don’t you see her? We

“Do you believe me?” said Heracles seriously glaring on his friend. Look into Heracles’s eyes, Gwen had never seen he is so serious. Still kept silent, he bowed his head. “Will you follow my words?” asked Heracles again. “Yes, I will. But, can you behave as usual, Agassi? You make me a little scared.” said Gwen. “Listen to me Gwen.” said Heracles, hurriedly left the bed coming to the clothes hanger, “You’re Gwen and I’m Heracles. They are our names. They don’t change though others call us by anything.” he stressed, his hand grabbed on his clothes and managed to put in it, “It’s very difficult for you to accept it now” he lowered his voice, “but we have been enchanted. That’s why you and even I can not remember ourselves. Now I can not help you to remember all the things right at one. I only can tell you little by little. However, it took us much time while we don’t have. Amelinda is in danger. We have to go to help her.” he turned back the bed giving Gwen his clothes. “Who is Ameninda?

“Of course, I know the way. It’s my job. However, there has one position the position is not place you can reach on.” said Dean. He bent down and rummaged something inside wood box laid on ground under the table. Later, he picked up an old rolled parchment. Putting the parchment on the table, he unrolled it. There is nothing but a map. Let Roger see the map, Dean pointed at a red cross on the map. “This is the place.” said Dean, “Don’ you see? It’s not the place you can step on.” he added. Roger didn’t talk he kept silent looking. The red cross Dean was pointing on stayed at the middle of the sea. It’s not island or land it is all the sea. It meant if any of people was transferred to there, they would be dropped in water. “You should be praying for the children not to be moved to there. If they were, you and even I would be in guilt for whole the life,” said Roger unhappily. “I’m very sorry.” said Dean. “I’m not the person you need to apologize.” Roger raised his voice, “People who you