To Think Without Thinking
“Armaila, can you tell me what the most important thing for you and Perpula to learn
is?” Questioned Florine, stepping over a rotting log. Armaila was surprised at the Fairies abilities;
she was able to travel all day on foot without tiring.
Armaila's aunt and uncle rode their horses, which Florine had no trouble keeping up to at a
gentle trot. Florine had insisted upon her riding Perpula now, who had grown to at least the size
of a large pony in the last two days of their travel.
Florine chuckled, “Yes, they are important to learn... But no, that is not the answer I was
looking for. Armaila, you and Perpula have a special bond with each other, but you both need
to learn to be able to think without thinking. Eventually you will have to fight; and when you
do you will need to learn, not only fighting skills, but you must learn to be able to think without
“What do you mean?” She quarried, shifting her wight on Perpula.
“I think Florine means to say that, when and if the time comes to fight, we have to be
able to make quick decisions.”
“Yes! That is exactly what I am saying, Perpula. You have to train you reflexes. It could cost
you both your lives if you don't.” She paused, Armaila thought she saw a flash of sadness in her
eyes, but it vanished before she could be sure. Florine continued;
“I think we should all, and I mean all,” She gestured to both Earl and Marie “train with swords,
knives,fists, and yes Perpula—even a little air combat.”
Perpulas' delight was evident. Armaila felt a knot form in her stomach at the thought of twisting
through the air on a Dragons back with a sword in her hand, having to either kill or be killed.
Armaila was jolted out of her train-of-thought when she heard her aunt gasp from behind her.
“Florine! Armaila in no more than a child!”
Florine remained inexpressive, she looked straight at Marie.
“Marie,” she said, speaking softly. “Armaila is young, I agree. But you did agree to let her
touch the egg.”
She hopped over another fallen tree.
“Doesn’t it say, in the Bible , how God sent out armies to kill other armies in war?
Well, we are at war too. Good against the evil. Our king is good, but even with the Fairies as allies,
his power is small. We need the power of a Dragon and her Rider to make the land we live in safe
again. Where you lived, it was not that bad—the odd thief or beating. But out there, it is...worse.”
Marie fell silent; but Armaila could tell she would not remain that way.
Perpula craned her neck to stare at her travailing companions. “All of you keep talking about this
God; some of you might have forgotten, but I'm not even a week old. Only three days.
Who is God?”
This time it was Earl who spoke. “Yes Perpula, you are right. I for one, did forget. It is your
mature personality I think.” Armaila felt a twinge of pain as she bit her lower lip to suppress her...