Rebellion's Written Souls

Image of a picture of the main character, with a sad expression on their face, sitting at a table with a magic book in front of them

Premature Attack

You think hard about your choice. You see the castle in the magic book's pages. 'This is where the rebellions attack miracle happens,' you say. Something bubbles in your belly – it's nervousness, but it's also thrill. You start sketching out a plan, using tips from the brave knight and the quick-thinking rogue. You smile at the thought of surprising the mean ruler and her scary army.

Your hands shake as you write down the plan. Suddenly, the words in your magic book wriggle, and you feel a cold breeze. Shining shapes of the rogue, the mage, and the knight pop out. The maze of words, becoming pictures, bring you inside the camp, full of brave rebels ready to follow your plan. 'It's time,' you say, your voice steady, hoping you made a good plan.

But oh no! Your eyes widen as you see the battle starts before it should. 'Wait!' you shout, but it's too late, the rebels are fighting. You didn't think about the correct time. The attack is not a surprise, but too early. You watch the knight fighting hard, the rogue quick as lightning, and the mage busily casting protective spells. But your early attack has made the mean ruler's big scary army win. Your heart drops in your chest, and a lump grows in your throat forcing back tears.

You didn't do the right thing, even though you wanted to help. The magic book shows you the trouble of your choice, by showing your friends struggle. You can't just read; you can't just plan. You also need to prepare for when danger comes. You learnt a big lesson. Being brave and understanding, not just fighting, can makes things better.

This is not just a tale in your magic book, but a real rebellion. The weight of real danger sits heavy on you. What happens in the book is also happening outside, and now the wind outside your room sounds scary. Just like how you can feel the rebels' sadness, because of your too-early attack plan. The words on your book shake with your trembling hands and echo your regret.

The End