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This is the speech key:

"the" - Orally speaking

'the' - telepathy

"the" - Knight talking when transformed with Himeno.

'the' - thoughts.

White Destiny

oO~The Child of the Heavens ~Oo

The Protector stalked through the forest, patrolling the land for any danger that may befall the precious land.

He had a strong build with his long crimson-red hair flowing behind him with each step. His ruby eyes gazed around at the land around him as he stood at the top of a hill, overlooking all of Leafénia.

Suddenly a bright light caught his attention. He summoned a river of fire as he surfed along the burning flames, that dared not touch the Fire-Son, to where the disturbance was originating.

He stopped at the foot of the light only to find it being lowered into his arms. The light dissolved into little sparks, leaving a young child in the arms of the Fire-Son.

He gazed down at newborn in amazement and gave a silent gasp.

The child could not have been more than a few days old. Her cerise-colored eyes shone with happiness as she smiled at the man whose arms she was cradled in, believing him to be her father. The tiny tuft of dark-burgundy perched on her head ruffled slightly in the wind.

Sensing something coming near, the Fire-Son held the child closer to him in a protective gesture. He looked up to see a woman made purely of light, stepping towards him, a regal air about her.

Tightening his grip on the child, he looked up defiantly at the woman before him.

She smiled as she looked upon the Fire-Son. "You have nothing to fear from me, Fire-Child. I only come to grant you this child."

"Why?" was all the Fire-Son could ask.

"She is the key to the future. From her will the True Princess be born. She will give birth to the one who shall be the savior of two worlds. An angel birthed by the heavens above, given the great power of prophecy. Care for her, love her, and treat her as your own. When the time for her to leave has come, let her go. Keep her happy and protect her, Fire-Child. For the futures of both worlds depend on the child she will give."

"Why? Why must a small child such as her, be burdened by a duty as this?" the Fire-Son asked, sympathy ringing clearly in his voice.

The woman looked sadly at the Fire-Son and the child before speaking. "The child has been created by the heavens and the power of the universe itself. She is the most pure being besides the one she will bring into the world."

"Will I tell her of her duty?" the Fire-Son inquired quietly as he gazed softly down at the young being within his arms, not truly wanting to believe that such a sweet thing could have such a burden placed on her unknowing shoulders.

"No," the woman answered, surprising the Fire-Son, "She will know what her duty is through instinct and her power of Prophecy when the time is right. Until then, look after her as a father would a daughter." And with that, the woman disappeared into a pillar of light.

"Love her. Protect her. Care for her…" a voice carried on the wind.

"You, my dear, shall be called Azami Mai Sakurami," The Fire-Son said softy to the newly-named Azami as he walked off towards his home.

For the next eighteen years, the Fire-Son, Hinoko, and his companions, the Water-Son, Mizu; the Light-Son, Akarui; the Sound-Son, Chinmoku; the Earth-Son, Tsuru; the Ice-Son, Kōri; and the Wind-Son, Kaze, raised Azami until it was the eighteenth year to the day she was given to Hinoko.

Azami grew to be a lovely and gentle young maiden. Strong, she was, though it was hidden. On her eighteenth year, she received all she need to know to do her duty.

And so with heavy hearts, the now elderly children of the elements took her to the other world where she was to fulfill her destiny as it was written in the stars so long ago…

Names and their meanings:

Hinoko – Fire Child

Mizu- Water

Akurai- Bright

Chinmoku- Silence

Tsuru- Vine

Kōri- Ice

Kaze- Wind

Azami- Thistle Flower

Mai- Ocean or Elegance

Sakurami- Sakura=Cherry Blossom; Mi=Beautiful

Adieu,

TsukiyoTenshi