The air was still, that Tivona was afraid to even breathe for fear of disturbing the balance that the other had ceremoniously started here in the forest. Her eyes widened in both admiration and horror as she watched the other summoned up walls of water from the ground.
As if she clearly controlled the element-which she did.
But water is an unstable element. One minute it’s docile and quiet the next it would be pouring wrath and graceful vengeance on those who dare defy the laws of nature.
She watched with a baited breath as she waited for what the other would do once the men came into their presence-threatening the tranquillity of the life of the forest and the people who’re in it.
It was not rare for hunters to pass by this part of the forest without the need of ever thinking of the consequences-which weren’t that much, considering that her village allows travellers and the likes to come and go as they please.
But lately, strange people with strange curiosity and demands are often seen in this part of the forest, seeking for a treasure that is worth more than a thousand jewels.
An elemental creature.
She then looked over at Aedre who was still standing in the middle of the walls of water, giving off an earthly blue glow. Her blue cloak billowing behind her.
Her strange violet hair and green-orange eyes full of intent on whoever who would dare to cross paths with a water guardian.
“She could pass off as an elemental creature.” she muttered under her breath and looked around her, night slowly settling in. “I wouldn’t put it past the men if they thought she was.”
Considering the amount of power and aura that the other possesses at this point.
A twig snapped. And birds flew into the sky in a flurry of feathers as their peace was disturbed by such interruption into their resting place. Tivona directed her gaze away from her companion and towards the birds.
“Wonder who could that be?” she mused and then her eyes widened as her ears picked up footsteps coming from somewhere. Towards them.
And she turned to scanned the area for any suspicious or dangerous persons lurking in the area. She have no desired to fight anyone considering her size which is far more suited to climbing up trees.
Furthermore, she doesn’t have any training whatsoever in combat or weaponry for their village never had any problems without hostile communities from the north.
She cursed under breath and prepared herself to fight, whatever happens and if worst comes to worst.
“There’s no one bound to come here.” a voice spoke from somewhere in the forest and she quickly whipped her head side to side, to see where the voice had come from.
And a deep but sad chuckle rang through the forest. “They’ve quickly gone.”
She turned her head to where her friend was standing and saw a tall, young girl, with tan complexion wearing a black sando, pants and buckled boots with a jacket tied around her waist and a bowstring strapped over her shoulder.
“Why the heck are they so tall?” she muttered annoyingly as she watched the figure approached her friend.
The stranger have light brown eyes and define features which at her first glance she would’ve thought the stranger as someone who had aristocratic bearing.
She looked at the figure standing in front
of her intently and smirked. “You know as a guardian I wouldn’t have expected you to flaunt your powers like this.”The violet haired youth looked at her angrily. “I’m merely doing what I think is best.”
She cocked her head to the side. And scoffed. “Best? I don’t think so. Maybe you haven’t had the idea of what kind of poachers you were about to encounter awhile ago if I haven’t intervened.”
Aedre glared at the person standing in front of her and let out a sigh as she disintegrated the spell. The glow around her disappeared and the walls of water sank down into the earth.
“Who are you?” she asked, more like demanded as she looked at the girl in front of her. Being careful not to thread on the other’s toes as she could sense something of the girl.
It’s like something old and very powerful.
She looked at the violet eyed youth in front of her. And didn’t say anything as she had let the question hang in the air.
The leaves rustled in the air. And the night settled in.
“What do you mean by intervened?” a young green haired girl asked her as she sat down beside the violet haired youth in front of the fire. Her green eyes intent on her.
Trying to find any sort of lie to what she had said awhile ago.
She let out a sigh. “I willed the earth to swallow the men whole awhile ago.”
“What?” the green eyed girl shrieked in terror. “You didn’t...”
“I have to.” she told the her, her voice bearing no regret for the actions she had done awhile ago. “Although it’s not what I have planned in mind.” Her eyes then strayed to the older who was seated beside the younger, staring at the flames eating away the wood.
Then went back to the younger and strained a small smile. “Anyways, may I have the pleasure of knowing your names?”
The green eyed girl beamed and nodded. “Tivona,” she said as she pointed to herself then pointed to the girl beside her. “And this is Aedre.”
Aedre. The name sounded familiar to her.
She then looked at the violet haired girl closely- as closely as she could with the bonfire between them. The other’s green-orange eyes were enhanced by the orange of the flames burning
in front of her.And as the other looked up to meet her gaze, she was hit of both realization and confusion. As the memory finally came into her mind.
And a question escaped her as she looked at the other.
“What have you been doing all this time?” she asked as the other looked up at her and met her gaze, her eyes betraying the emotions that she really felt inside. “Princess.”
Akramlet out a sigh and turned towards thesleeping figurebeside him.Parisa.Then turnedhis gazeagain towards the crackling fire, hishandsplaying with the hilt of his sword that was strapped to his waist awhile ago.
Aedrelet out a sigh as she stood upthen walked away from the fire, her arms crossed over herchest. Her back turned towards them.Tivonalooked between the two of them, unsure on who she would ask about what happened awhile ago. And the mere fact that the two seemed to have a history that likely happened years ago...Well, it’s safe to say that it’s better to let things run as they are.
“Aren’t we going to go after her?”Tivonaasked as she followed after the older.Who was not saying a thing after their separation awhile ago.“Aedre.” she called the older as she stopped walking thenhunched over to catch her breath. “Can you please stop and look at me for a minute?”The o
“It has been years.” The Huntress spoke in a hushed tone asshe steppedin frontof a large dome made of marble and stone,thinvines spread across the smooth surface. “How fast time flies.”she said with a smile as she approached the wooden doors at thecenterof the dome andplaced her palm on it. “I still remember the day that everything
Torches lined the walls along the hallway leading to the main chambers, their lights casting a long shadow across the walls,as if an ominous being itself was moving against the very structure itself.Devouring every written inscription dating back to the beginning of the first civilization that societyhadbegotten to the world.As if their very presence indicates a lot more than mere writing on stones could.
Sounds of plates and wooden utensils rattled against each other, along with curses and slurred words ringing throughout the roomasdrunken men bragged on about their exploits to other lands, while prostitutes and servers alike hang on to every word like one does with a gossip.The bartender-a scraggy old man of mid 80’s shook his head at thechaos in his tavern and continued on cleaning the drinking keg in his hand, muttering at the sheer absurdity that some of the tales he was hearing.
Parisa walked quietly through the forest, her mind flashing back to the village from earlier. It made no sense that a village would just disappear without affecting the other areas although it was the same with what happened to the Nordic settlement in Vinland thousands of years ago.But why? And how? Why would a group of people suddenly leave? It's not like they have run scarce the source of food that they lived off and decided to go someplace.And the fact that it wasn't just the physical bodies that were missing but the souls as well. It doesn't make any sense at all."Who could've done this..." she mused, as she walked through the forest, her feet barely making any noise.Akram followed suit, cutting down any branches or bushes to make a clear path for her, that for some reason is entirely in her own world, not noticing anything at all."Maybe someone with a grudge?" he supplied with a small grunt as he lifted the
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It was surreal, to walk among the living intermixed with the dead. It was not something she had even thought that she would want after spending an eternity among those believed to be mythical on Earth. Though it was rare for her kind to show themselves to humans-so beautiful are they, that their features are not known to be what they are. She had seen how her kind interacted with their assigned charges, some of which had changed the world, most disappeared into obscurity. But hers, the child she had met in the forest was not ordinary, or normal by any means. She could feel the power beating within the small frame. A whiff of the scent had told her that although powerful, it is still untested, raw even. If unchecked, she would be a danger to all around her. The other girl...the older looking one, she could tell, hated her, despised her even, with the way those eyes looked at her as if she was the bane of existence.She could also feel the untapped power the girl possesses, powerful
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Null could sense the hostility in the other's voice and he knew for a fact the reason why it was directed at him-he wasn't an idiot per se, but sometimes he tend to play with other people's buttons so much that some tend to think that he was one. But at this instance, he would have to play it by ear, even if the person before him was exiled, rendering her almost human, it doesn't mean that she had lost her power. More so, she had gained more of it than when she was immortal. "Aww, is that you how you greet an old friend?" he asked, sarcasm dripping from his voice. Holding out his arms on both sides, he continued. "How's life treating you, Parisa?" "As good as someone like me is being treated," she replied coldly. "What do you want?" He chuckled at that, "I came here to visit and you are asking me what I want? My, my what brought you to that idea?" "As always, that's what you came here for, isn't it?" she asked. "for a favor." He raised both hands in the air in an appeasing gestu
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A small lithe figure floated through throngs of people, her wings slightly extended on her sides, her short black curly hair flew around her face, her blue eyes focused on each and every figure in the room. She landed in front of a tall, graceful woman with long flowing hair, the other sat on a velvet chair, playing a soft tune on the huge harp perched on a small stool. "I've found it, Daena" she breathed as she softly approached the other, her feet barely touching the ground. The other girl slowly opened her eyes-blue-violet-framed with long lashes, turned to face the younger, her face barely changing in expression at all. "Did anyone know?" Daena whispered as she stood up, her white long robes falling gracefully down onto the ground. "No, I made sure that no one is around," the former whispered, her blue eyes bright. "I just still don't get why Parisa was banished. Others have done so much worse." Daena looked
A frail old man on a wicker chair at the far end of the room, hunched over a desk, his quill moving in a frantic pace as if what he was writing is in dire need to be composed and hidden away.He barely looked up as small timid footsteps approached the desk, accompanied with a trembling shadow cast over the desk, sobs threatening to escape from the visitor."What did I tell you about playing when you haven't finished your studies?" he asked, more like a reminder as he continued writing, eyes fixated on the parchment in front of him."When will I have the chance to enjoy life like those other kids?" a small petulant voice asked, and he slowly raised his head to look at the child he had raised for so many years. "All I've ever done since I could read was pore over dusty scrolls, and recite some useless spells that would never even matter.""And how did you say that what you've read is useless?" he asked, as he st
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