Seirei Ki rewrite! Reviewed it…and wanted to change quite a few things.
Rewrite date: 11-11-11
Thanks for all of the support!
-Seirei Ki-
Prologue
From her perch on the branch that was her mother tree the young spirit just newly born into the world looked and watched. She was fascinated with the world around her, but the most fascinated with the young child that sat at the foot of her mother's noble trunk.
To the young spirit who had few interactions, and at best those interactions were the very faint but present spirits of the wind and the nature that were ruled under the jurisdiction of her parents it didn't take long for the avid seedling to learn all of it and want more. Due to this it didn't take much to catch her interest, and just as equally it didn't take long for her to turn around and investigate the next interesting thing just as all children did.
To the joy and partial horror of her parents she was a particularly curious individual, and while she lacked a physical body of yet, she managed to get herself in all sorts of trouble, even though her main domain was in the boughs of her mother's body.
Today, she had exhausted the small space that she could go, for she was still tied to the essence of her mother, she had yet to fall and find a piece of land she could claim her own and take possession of a body that would rightfully be hers when she had matured.
Like any child she idolized her mother, how could she not? Her mother ruled a large domain as the resident Seirei of the huge forest in which they resided. Like her wayward and whimsical father however she was adventurous, and just like the child of a god she could cause disasters and had to be watched. Therefore today her mother had expressly told her child to remain on the boughs of the tree.
While the young Seirei complied—granted she didn't plan on doing it for long—she sat there in the peace of her mother whose petals fell prettily to the ground occasionally with the caresses of the wind in which the spirits played.
The normally lively young spirit looked down her gaze affixed to the young human child who sat below. He would be handsome one day—of course not as handsome as daddy—she relented, but handsome nonetheless. He was reading, what she had no idea, those of the tree spirits had no use of the like of books, for their lives were their own and their stories would continually be told by the lips of their predecessors.
To a Seirei their history was lived in the lays of the land, and that was the story book to their history. Carefully she dismounted the tree, quite tired of acting complacent in the arms of her mother. Carefully she approached the child, fully aware that most children, who have yet to create the boundaries to their world and the spirit, could see her, and at times if their power were strong enough. Touch her.
Hello she said in her whispery language. He showed no reaction merely content to reading the mass of paper in his lap.
Hi! She tried again to no avail. Could it be that this human child was so advanced that he could no longer see her? Already so set into the human world that she was not an existence to him any longer? Interesting.
Bodiless hands reached out to touch him he neither reacted nor felt her. "Itachi!" came a call, startling the young Seirei behind the trunk of her mother.
She looked around her eyes falling on a much older woman who had matching black hair and eyes. The young child looked up, solemn eyes meeting with the much older ones.
Jogging up the woman smiled. "It's time for dinner." She said kindly, she held out her hand in offering. Obediently the child took her hand. Was this his mother? The young Seirei wondered. She wished to follow but without a solid body to ground her, reliant of the life her mother tree gave her, the young Seirei could not travel far. Where they were going were outside of her range of motion, but the ball was set rolling.
In the life of a Seirei they chose human familiars to lead them through the world, for they know not of humans, they know not of the modern world. Without the knowledge of humans which littered the earth Seirei's couldn't grow and they were destined to either remain in a hibernate state, weak and defenseless, or merely just weak.
She, being the few of the Seirei royal lineage who still thrived under the branches of her mother, would be one of the few who survived. She was bred for it.
Come my child. Said her mother, reaching up she was put into her parents protective and loving embrace. Itachi was his name if she recalled, she looked to the direction in which the mother and child pair walked away. They would meet again.
-Seirei Ki-
I hope it's better than the original copy =D
