Carol, Part 6 - Voice

Ok, so I have about fifteen minutes time to do this (like I said earlier in the week), so it will be very short.
Also, yeah, I noticed it too when I looked at the previous one later that I had messed up the tense in the end.
My bad.
I've been getting confused with time tenses since I started writing Nocturne. Cause as I think you might know, it's part past tense and part present. I might start writing and write a couple of pages, and then realise that I changed the tense half way through, and have to go back and correct all of them.
Also, I'm noticing we see our narrator very differently. Because the narrator I think we're writing about is definitely not the kind of person who would shriek.
Anyway.
Here.

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We haven't even reached the road yet, when we hear a voice coming from somewhere close. We both stop walking. The voice is coming from somewhere...
Somewhere very close. From us.
From the elemental. It was speaking. We both stare at it.
It isn't speaking any language we understand. It's not even speaking a language either of us recognises. It's not a human language.
It's a language that sounds ancient, and beautiful, and full, and full of magic. It sounds like singing. It's.... I can't figure out any word, that would really fully capture the feeling the sound of it's voice brings.
"I think..." Leea says after a while, very quietly. I hardly hear her. The voice takes all my attention.
"I think..." she says again, "It doesn't want us to take it to the vet."
Be both look at the elemental for a good while.
"We should take it to our place," I say.
"Yeah, "Leea whispers.
We start moving again, this time hurrying. She somehow digs a scarf from her backpack and starts wrapping the elemental into it.
"I'm sorry. I have to. No one can see you," she says to the creature, when it tries to struggle. It calms down after only a little more fight.
We hurry towards our place. We walk fast, but not too fast to draw suspicions.
It takes us only fifteen minutes to get to our house.
We step inside, and sigh.
"Hey!"
I turn around quickly.
"Oh, Tony. I didn't know you're home."
"Well, I am. What do you have there?" he looks at the blob of scarf that is actually the elemental in Leea's hands.
"That? Uh..."
"It's a scarf. What does it look like?" Leea says sharply. Tony shrugs.
"It looked like you were hiding something."
"Yeah, well. You can't always be right," I say, starting to move towards the stairs, "We're going to go to my room now."
"And do what?" I hear Tony grinning as I push Leea upstairs.
I push the door open, and we slip inside. Leea sets the elemental down on my bed as I close the door behind us and slide down it to sit on the floor, my back against the door. I sigh deeply.
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Ok, I really need to go now.
Your topic for tomorrow is Socks.

~matu