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So This is happening during Mapstone's Dream timeline. I am taking a chance and putting this up before Trina has polished it up and added her geniuses so sorry for all the bad spelling and grammar that I know I mutilated. As soon as she checks it I will repost with the clean version so if that stuff bothers you come back later OK! This chapter and the next have been hard for me to get out so sorry if it feels like I'm writing in circles but in the end I will bring all the loose ends together (I hope). Please review and through me what you like Or don't like I really am hoping to learn from all this and I love suggestions as long as they aren't nasty or cruel.

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Life's Dance and Nature's Song

She could still her the soft humming of Chaleur's voice. Karigan drifted from her blackness into a peaceful resting place in a garden next to a pond. She could hear others now they were speaking and singing but Karigan couldn't make any of it out nor could she figure out were all the voices were coming from for no one was insight. Karigan had always loved music but she couldn't see herself as ever being much of a singer, but she could see herself steering clear of any opportunity that would lead to musical embarrassments. The music swelled around her changing occasionally, sometimes adding new voice sometimes changing pitch but it continued on and on. In time it began to overtake her. She began with an awkward hushed little hum that slowly morphed into Karigan singing her own song. It was a harmony in compliance with the ongoing melody that existed there in the garden. The glorious shining days gave way to majestic moonlit nights it was one of these nights as the moonlight rippled across the pond that Karigan took a moment to hear her own voice fit perfectly with the others. It was soft but strong and clear. She realized not only had she become good at singing but she had come to rather enjoy it as well. She never tired of sing and so wondered through the garden for days on end.

She didn't know when it happened that her time was transformed beyond just singing to everyday being filled with twirling under branches of blooming trees skipping through streams as her feet carried her away. She was surprised to find herself dancing. She stopped to rest a moment leaning against the trunk a fruit filled tree to pick a few cherries.

"They are wonderful aren't they?" Karigan looked up to see a woman sitting on a swing hanging from a nearby apple tree. The woman's skin was like moonlight on snow, glowing with a soft shimmer. Her eyes were as dark and blue as a clear winter night sky and her pail hare shown with iridescent strands. Karigan couldn't remember ever passing by the apple tree or a swing. "That s because my sister and I could not agree on were to put it so in the end we never added a swing to our garden. So I add it in when ever I come to visit. It really gives the garden a personal touch don't you think?"

"Yes I suppose so." Karigan answered hesitantly, "Do I know you?"

"No but I know you." ,that was all she said and then the woman began singing the song Karigan had just made up as if she knew it well and had sung it a thousand times before.

What kind of answer was 'I know you' and she obviously wasn't planning on saying anything else either. Karigan didn't know whether to be irritated by the interruption of the illusive stranger or welcome the addition of her company. She stuck a few more cherries in her mouth and started humming as she continued to measure up the other woman but she only went on swinging and singing and after sometime Karigan was board with her. She grabbed one last handful of cherries and decided to allow the music to fill her once more and carry her somewhere new. Twirling around peach trees, splashing through the brook she even stopped to let a waterfall trickle over her fingertips as she returned to her favorite resting spot beside the pond. She stopped to look at herself in its reflection, but the pools mirror was empty. She felt odd not remembering what she looked like. Then she stopped to ponder this place deeper. Surely all the lively jubilance was abnormal. She could tell the singing was something new and all the dancing seemed off as well.

"It's not off darling, Oh my poor little moonbeam your body just hasn't caught its rhythm yet, but all your practicing here will stick with you once you awaken. You will see just like the singing it will become more natural until you are good at it." This time she was sitting under a giant maple on a comfortable looking bench that overlooked the pond.

The fact that the tree had not been there before and the woman's effulgence was so breath taking that Karigan could barely put together a coherent reply, "More natural…when I awake? Moonbeam?" Karigan stopped when the though hit her, "Did you just read my mind?"

"It isn't so much that I read you mind as that I am a part of you so here in my garden I have access to all of you. I could heal you completely right now but I think the process will be important for you." Karigan wrinkled her nose showing she didn't know whether to be offended or not. The woman laughed, " You see dear you are my little moonbeam because I am one of your great-grandmothers who have come and gone before you. We have all been watching quite closely. Your mother hoped you would only have to pass the light on as she did, but I knew when your mother married the great grandson of Hadriax that she would bear an extraordinary child. Then to see you touched by the Gods, finally the light has been made whole and found it's permanent home." Karigan was beginning to be overwhelmed how could this angel be related to her and how could she possibly be so important. She didn't feel important or anything extraordinary. She felt simple and plain the thought of something more tired her.

"You really don't know who or what you are, and that isn't because we have taken your memory dear. You are a tower of strength child sure to shine as a beacon of hope in the dark nights to come. As for your singing and dancing it is the way of our people. Soon your body will become accustomed to the dance of life just as your voice has become attuned to sing with nature's melody. In time and with practice you learn to do more that just flow in their current but you will learn to harness their strength and power bending them to your will allowing them to aid your own strength and magic.

Karigan was puzzled by the thought of her own strength and magic, and the thought of 'bending' life and nature seemed a bit much.

"Oh' the limitations of your human mind to comprehend me is so tiresome and vexing. My darling granddaughter you will becoming the bearer of Eryce's Light and Queen of Eletia of course you would have your own magic. However, right now you are not strong you are quite broken and week a bit of a lost soul. We will do our best while you are here to help you rest and heal and maybe there are a few things I can teach you along the way."

"What do you mean by we who else is…" Karigan looked up to see that in the blink of an eye the lady was gone although thankfully her bench had stayed behind. Karigan meandered over to sit on the bench and looked out over the water. She pondered having magic, the thought of it living in her connecting to some deeper rhythm of life and nature. Could it be true that some how she had the strength to 'bend' these powerful currents? What could that possibly mean?

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