SalemtheCruel

It had now been two weeks since Eleanor had been banished to the idyllic abbey of Redwall; and the sight of her former friend’s vengeful, anguished sobs as she was led away in shackles still haunted Nialla in the gloom of her distant nightmares. Nonetheless, it was somewhat comforting to know that, at least, Eleanor might find peace among the easygoing residents of Mossflower. In addition, though, she was also haunted incessantly by the thought of her children’s’ future; and what sort of lives and childhoods they would have if the family remained in Port Kendall, where the family name had already been blackened. Colin and C

Eleanor sat on top of a crate with her paws tied behind her. After her suicide attempt, Nialla had refused to let her out of sight and now the mad dog had arranged a crew to take her to someplace called Redwall Abbey for safety. Two crew members, a young squirrel and an otter, were guarding her as the aforementioned mad dog of Rosewood was talking to the captain about some last minute details. "Captain, I trust that you will handle her with care and make sure that she is seen safely to the Abbey." "Of course Mr. Danisham. My crew and I will do everything in our power to keep her safe from herself. I've already sent word to the abbess that

Awoken by all the noise her parents had caused, Caroline came running downstairs to see what all the commotion was about. Upon seeing her father home; very much alive and seemingly having returned from the grave, her blue eyes lit up and Caroline ran to Adrian, clinging to his leg. “Daddydaddydaddydaddydaddy! You’re….You’re alive!” As much as she wanted her daughter and husband to have their happy reunion; there were a great deal of questions Nialla desperately wanted answered first, and thus their impromptu family reunion would have to be postponed. Sighing heavily, she bent down and gently pried Caroline fr

Two months had passed with no more word of Adrian. Nialla had no choice but to accept that he really was gone forever. That night as she was preparing for bed, Caroline came into the room and climbed up into the bed. "Mum, I've had bad dreams. I want daddy." "I want him here too sweetheart." Nialla sighed. "How is Colin?" Asked Caroline. "Shh...he's sleeping, darling." "I hope he's having better dreams than me." Nialla sat beside her daughter and hugged her. "What are your dreams?" "I dream that daddy is taken by pirates. Mean pirates with sharp teeth and missing ears. They hurt him a lot." "They're only dreams." Nialla kissed her da

It was a gray late November noon at sea. Adrian Danisham paced the deck of the Summer Morning, a simple; rustic merchant schooner, and peered uncertainly out at the fogged, hazy horizon beyond. He could not wait until this tedious voyage would be over so he could return to his family before winter began- He missed them so much it left a hollow ache within; especially Caroline. He did not have much time to continue to brood, though; for the beast in the crow’s nest yelled out: “Land ho!” And through the gloom, sure enough, Adrian could see that they were preparing to disembark and come ashore. At long bloody last. As vario

Weeks passed and the Danisham family were happier than ever. Adrian had kept his promise to his daughter and had spent every day with her. Unfortunately nothing lasts forever. A letter arrived one morning and as Adrian read it his face grew somber. “Nialla…” “Yes?” “I’m to travel to Mossflower it seems.” Nialla sighed. “I’m sure that it won’t take long.” “The trip takes a month. I’m not sure that I want to leave you home with Caroline and Colin. What if something happens and you need me?” Nialla smiled and hugged her husband. “We will be f