Hope this one is better than the first Chapter. I really could use your suggestions and comments I am just trying to get better and better thanks for your time all. Also a big thank you to trina26 for coming back and helping me cleaning up all of my writing she is a brilliant blessing!
A New Awakening
A quiet clamour that led to gentle laughter jogged her from an imprisoning slumber. Her senses hovered just out of reach and she felt a soft tugging at her hair. It was hypnotic.
Soon the laughter quieted to make way for a soft, melodious hum. Resisting the urge to fall back asleep the girl pushed her eyes open, revealing soft, red curls laced with gold, framed by ruby lips and dark, blue pools above a milky grin.
"Good morning, my lady," the delicate apparition sang as she continued to brush the girls hair, " Did you dream well?"
"No. I didn't dream at all," The girl replied with a small groan as she pushed herself up.
"Don't worry, young one, dreaming will come back with time."
'Young one' seemed to stir something in her but what, she couldn't quite place. In fact, everything seemed just beyond her reach, floating on the periphery of her understanding but all the while remaining elusive.
"What happened to me? Where am I? And why have I no memory?"
"I am sure you have a great deal of questions, which will be answered in due course. For now, you need to rest and heal so we can begin preparing you."
"Heal!" The girl quickly began to take stock of herself. She hadn't noticed any pains or aches, but maybe amongst the calm of this magical place she had missed them.
."You will find nothing wrong with your body, child. I was speaking of your mind and your heart. You have suffered a great deal and your pain has embedded itself deeply. You will have to forgive me, but that is the reason I encouraged you to smell the memordiums."
Was she in a room, a tent, a garden? The girl was confused but it was beautiful all the same. Blossoms of every colour and scent surrounded her and she began to lose focus. "The what?"
"Memordiums, the flowers you smelt yesterday by the side of the road. For now, they will hold your memories until you are ready, for I am afraid those thoughts would only harm your progress. We have much to do and little time in which to do it. Hopefully you are a quick healer and an even faster study."
"I'm sorry, I just don't understand. Who are you and for that matter, who am I?!"
The girl was becoming frantic.
"My, but you are a worrisome little creature, aren't you, although I imagine your curiosity is to be expected; after all, you are mostly human."
"Mostly human? You mean to say some part of me is not?"
"Most of you is, yes, but not all. You have your mother to thank for that. Before I answer your questions I want you to understand that we do not have the time for explanations. You will just have to pick up what you can and the rest we will deal with as it comes."
Whilst the girl tried to understand the angel's words, the deity in question adjusted her skirts and announced, "I am Chaleur and I am to be your guardian. You are young still in the eyes of our people and not old enough to be left to your own devices, especially in such perilous times. You have much to learn and accomplish; thus your sister and brothers have appointed me to this position."
At that, the girl ceased her constant pacing. "I may have no memories but I don't remember having…. I mean, I don't believe that I had any sisters or brothers." It was strange. She had no memory of family, or any other relationships for that matter, but as she said the words a familiar emptiness seemed to well up inside. It must be true, for she knew deep within herself that she had never known the true bond and love of a sibling.
"I am not wrong. You are the light of Laurelyn that we once believed had faded from existence. Laurelyn is the sister of my queen."
"So I am Laurelyn?"
"Yes and no. Ah, we don't have time for this and you need your rest." The girl's face showed that her resolve was impenetrable so with a sign Chaleur continued, "Your name is Karigan G'ladion and whilst this represents your human roots, the light of Laurelyn that runs in your veins reveals your true heritage to all that can see."
"When Laurelyn had all but lost her light and Eletia was almost no more than a memory, she decided to hide her light in the most unlikely of places. It was passed onto her only daughter, beginning a chain that continues to this day. She then gave the child to a trusted advisor to raise her in the distant land of Rhovanny as a human. As generations succeeded, the Eletian blood flowing through her daughters' veins weakened and the light began to dim. We had lost track of the bloodline and had almost given up hope of truly seeing the light return to us. All we could do was wait to see if it would be renewed and so it has come to reside in you. However, when you where touched by the God's, the light rekindled within you. Our prince saw this when he visited your king. He returned immediately to announce the renewal of Laurelyn's light to his father and our people. Therefore, young one, although presently you are mostly human, you are also now a monarch of our people, Sister to King Santanara, Strength of the Elt Wood; King Schatten, Shadow of the Seas; and my mistress, Queen Darurlys, Warmth of the Eternal Plains. The family is now complete with the addition of you, Queen Karigan, Light of Eletia."
Karigan stood there gaping. "Now you must rest, as your sister will be here shortly and expect you to be ready to work." As her hands reached out again to brush Karigan's hair the woman's voice melted into an enchanting melody that soothed the girl, lulling her back to sleep.
"Gone are the heartaches of yesterday
Brushed away are the pains of the past
A new queen will bring us the future.
Tomorrow has hope that will last."
Thanks all hope you have enjoyed it so far. Please R&R.
For those of you who care
Chaleur is warm in French
Schatten actually means Shade or Shadow in High German
Darurlys is • Darur – Day in Icelandic and Lys – is light in Danish so it means Day light making her the opposite light source of Laurelyn. Not that anyone cares about my geeky name fetish….
