The Slate Of Vale

Jeff paused to catch his breath; he was sweating profusely and smelled of dirt too. His heart was pounding like a drum and seemed to be coming up to his already dehydrated throat. He wiped his brow and looked around but could only see green petals everywhere. "Why was I so stupid?" he blamed himself "I should have stayed around and not wandering far away like a wild animal" Jeff tried to spit but his mouth was too dry. He opened his right palm and studied the Flame card again. Just when he stretched out his hands to throw it away, the flame card started beeping with red tiny light. "It must be trying to locate its controller" Jeff thought.

The flame card only beep when he placed it on the westward direction and like a compass, the beep was more rapid when he moved westward. Jeff followed its lead and moved westward. He was unsure where the flame card was taking him but it was the only option he'd at the moment. The air was moist and the sun peach over the horizon, giving out rich gold light with little heat. Jeff walked for a very long time, his feet were weak and his throat was dry, but he kept on walking, with gaze plastered on the flame card. His once racing heart was now back, to its rhythmic beat and his initial sweaty brow was dry and cold.

Unknowingly, Jeff tripped over a root of a tree and fell, rolling over and down to the base of a small hill. He had been paying attention more to the flame card than the surroundings.

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Jeff picked up the bag with tear filled eye, he looked around calling out to Ema but the only reply he got was the continuous song of the birds on the tree. Jeff turned in a three sixty degrees and was boiling with range, Raz and his friends had tricked them into coming out here, they had betrayed them. He found fluid in his mouth and spat with confusion, what was he to do at the moment? He couldn't go back to the academy now. The fence was already up and won't go down until the next day. He was still in his dilemma when the flame card in his hand started beeping again. The beep this time was weak and was pointing to the westward direction.