Monologue Of Lady Macbeth

“So did you hear about the marvelously brilliant thing I did when we went to trade with the low land elves? I was going to show up the guy I was travelling with by putting my knife next to the one he had just thrown. I grabbed for my waist knife and was going to make a big show of flourishing it and managed to rip off my belt instead. Pants hit the ground and fell on my face.” Tizbeth laughed and inhaled in the sweet heather from the hills surrounding her village. She wished she could have convinced the counsel to let her be a trade delegate so she could roam the countryside. She had never travelled to the sea or even to Loch Ness where a serpent still swam. After an hour, Ovalles conjured minal globes and they played the child’s game they should have outgrown. The goal of minal was to race globes to a mark, normally a tree and back. It didn’t take much magic once you had the globe. Tizbeth was good at getting her globe to fly close to her opponents’ messing with their magical control without losing her grip. She had stopped playing in the village because she had to ask others to conjure the globes. Ovalles had just done it, without making her feel lowly and they had played as they continued on. * * * * …show more content…
The mark was on the edge of the protected Sofria land. Their village was named Split Tree for the natural marker however Tizbeth thought it would be better served to call the place “Braided Tree” or “Twisted Tree.” It looked like two small saplings had been planted too close and grew together. About four feet up, eye level for Tizbeth, was a blue orb with the diameter of a dinner plate containing the three rings of Jaline. Tizbeth tapped on orb with a fingernail. The smith in her wanted to know what it was made from. It was nearly clear but wasn’t glass. The tink was