Lucca's Desert Journey Chapter 1
Listen to Your Dreams
By The Game God
Lucca and Nadia sat on the edge of the fountain in Leene Square. Lucca
was thinking about her dream, the same one that had been haunting her for
two weeks. “Lucca?” Nadia asked, poking the inventor in the
arm.
“What?” Lucca asked.
“I asked if you wanted to come to the castle for lunch.”
“Um… sure.” Lucca answered. The two girls headed
for the castle, Nadia was telling Lucca about some funny stories she had
heard, but Lucca was deep in thought. Was the voice in her dream in
her head or was it something more?
The guards at the castle door bowed to Nadia and her guest, “Princess
Nadia, Lady Lucca, please come in.” they said in unison as the
girls went to the dining room.
As they ate a lunch of fresh fish, Nadia asked, “Have you seen Crono,
I went by his house, but his mom said he wasn’t home.” Lucca
said nothing, still thinking about her dreams. “Lucca!”
“What?” she said, startled by Nadia’s shouting.
Nadia got up and moved towards Lucca, “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine.”
Nadia shook her head, “You seem distracted… what is it, one of
your inventions not working right?”
Lucca sighed, “I wish it were something that simple.”
“I can’t help unless you tell me what’s wrong.”
Lucca nodded, “I keep having these dreams. In them I’m standing
in the middle of a desert at night and I hear a voice calling to me to help
them. I must be losing it.”
Nadia smiled, “You should listen to your dreams, Lucca, they can tell
you a lot.”
Lucca shook her head, “I don’t believe in clairvoyance, Nadia.”
“Maybe you should…” Lucca looked the princess, “…
sometimes, I can my mother’s voice telling me things. She told
me to go to the fair that day and look what happened, I met my two very best
friends.”
“I just don’t know what to do about it.” Lucca sighed.
Nadia smiled, “Don’t think with this…” Nadia said, putting
a finger on Lucca’s forehead, “… think with this.” she
said, pointing to her heart. “Do what you think is right.”
Lucca smiled, “I will Nadia… I will.”
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Lucca returned home and reached under her bed. Underneath was a box,
which contained her gun and the Gate Key. Lucca took off her clothes,
moved to her closet and pulled out everything she had. He dressed herself
in white, loose fitting pants, a black tank-top, a loose white shirt and
draped a white cape around her shoulders. She put on yellow gloves
and boots. She put several tools and the Gate Key in the satchel on
her belt. She put her gun into the holster and pulled her short, purple
hair back into a tiny ponytail.
She moved into the field next to her house. ‘I hope I’m doing
the right thing.’ she thought. She typed, ‘The Great Age
of the Sands’ on the Gate Key’s keypad. She held out the
key and the swirling, blur time gateway opened. ‘Hang onto your
shorts, Lucca.’ she thought as she jumped into the vortex. Lucca
was scared, what she was doing defied all logic.
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