Shortlisted
The Quest of the Prophecy of Destiny
Ying Wa Primary School, Ocean Huang, Fiction: Group 5
Prologue
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hilly, freezing wind was wailing in the air of the Gobi Desert. The sun was above the
horizon and about to fall. Its remaining, dying glaze blazed out pale amber light, which
turned the golden-brown sand to orange.
A camel caravan tribe of eight members was travelling slowly on the famous, long
Silk Road on broad, endless Gobi Desert. The dying sun finally drowned under the horizon,
leaving a long line of purple twilight. After a while, few stars emerged.
Galen Tuimer Baryon, the tribe leader of the camel caravan, was a muscular, tall, handsome,
middle age Mongolian man. He had a short, black beard on his cheeks and chin. He raised his
right hand to stop the tribe. Then he jumped down from his camel.
He announced, ‘Let’s stay here and rest until dawn.’
He sat down under a date palm with Sasha Aspen, his wife. Sasha is a young, beautiful,
American woman. She was holding their baby on her arms tenderly. Galen hugged his wife and
his son. Everything was peaceful and there was a long silence for a time of this couple and their
children, staring at the night sky.
Suddenly, the wind came moaning through the trees, grass started to shatter, a quick
galloping noise became louder and louder, and approached them.
The young tribe leader stood up with vigilance. He jumped onto the back of his camel and
surveyed. Then he cried as loudly as he could, ‘It’s Bandits! Everyone, unsheathe your sabers from
your scabbard! We have to defeat the bandits! Everyone follow me!’
He unsheathed his gleaming, long, sharp saber. In an instant, all the men of the tribe
unsheathed their sabers and waved them high ready to fight the bandits.
Sasha was scared. She hugged her son tightly, as if he was going to disappear any second. But the
baby boy was still sleeping quietly in her bosom. She hid under a massive tall date palm immediately.
Three men dressed in black rushed towards the tribe on the back of three strong and powerful
horses. One was very tall and thin; one was very short and fat; the last one, who was in the
middle, was medium-sized and there was a long, deep scar across his face which made him look
very dreadful. He unsheathed his huge, fearsome, long saber and pointed to the camel tribe.
‘Attack!’ He yelled. ‘And grab everything as you can from this caravan!’
The three bandits and the camel tribe had a tremendous fight. Galen was fighting with the
bandit leader.
‘Run!’ yelled Galen. ‘Run Sasha!’
Sasha was terrified. She wailed at Galen, ‘What about you?’
‘I’m fine!’ said the tribe leader. ‘Just bring our little Tiglon as you leave…’
Just then, strong wind roared, which flung up the sand with its huge, gigantic paws and
finally, sand was blown as high as a mountain; the sky was covered by the sand and storm roared.
Everything vanished in the roars of the sandstorm. The Gobi Desert remained silent…
Chapter 1 - The Complicated Prophecy
