Authors Notes: I've been really busy lately. School, Clinical Depression,
life, and such have gotten in the way of my writing. Sorry everyone. I
dedicate this chapter to Isis, as well as Willow. Both of them have given
me a lot of reviews. Mina Aino shall also get a chapter dedicated to her.
Happy New Year to all!
Warnings: Same as always.
"" Conversation
'' Thoughts
// // Passages from books, letters, etc
{ } Flashback mode
-= =- Dream mode
"I think we lost them Cleao," Majic stated calmly as he walked behind her. Once they lost sight of their prey Cleao and Majic had given up running. Taking time to admire the scenery Majic couldn't shake the feeling that some one, or thing, was stalking their every move. 'What's the matter with me? I'm suddenly really jumpy all of sudden.'
Leki leaned close against his bondmate's leg as his eyes darted around searching every corner. Ever since he had laid eyes upon the statues he realized what had been troubling him so badly. It was the sound of his distant cousins calling out for the hunt, the hunt for food. Raze Dragons were one of the most dangerous out of all Dragon Family.
He knew that nothing he could do would stop Cleao from entering the Temple. Nothing he could do would truly warn her to the danger of the Raze Dragons. So he kept to her side protectively, with his trail tucked between his legs. It was just a matter of time until they attacked, and he wasn't sure he would be ready. He wasn't sure he could even protect her!
Cleao fumed as she stomped down the main hallway. A dim light was cast off from glowing triangles formed by some sort of crystal. Glowing softly from the claw like holders containing it cast eerie shadows across the hallway. A brighter light awaited her at the end of the hallway. 'I wonder where that rat, Volcan, could have gotten off to!' Feeling a brush of silky fur against her leg made her look down at Leki. 'Odd, Leki seems terrified of this place. I wonder why? Better prepare myself for trouble just in case.'
With one hand Cleao reached into her bag and pulled out the sword her sister had given her. She had yet to unwrap it from the simple brown protective covering it. 'I haven't been able to look at this with out bursting into tears. Every single time I look at it, I see Mariebella coughing.' Quickly but surly she unwrapped the covering to reveal her sword.
Cold steel gracefully rested in Cleao's experienced hand. The hilt was a simple thing wrapped in white leather and bound with a thin twisting silver wire. A blue steel similar in color to Cleao's eyes formed a wolf shaped like it was leaping formed the elegant cross hilt. Green stones identical to those on her cloak hitch were set into those of her sword. The sword seemed to gleam with it's own light in the dimly lit hallway.
In the center of the main room of the Temple was a large circular pond. Transparent crystal tiles the color of perfect emeralds formed the container of the water. Roughly five feet deep in depth at the pond's center its greatest factor was a crescent moon formed from flawless moonstone. Placed as if it were a lone stepping stone it apparently served no purpose. The pond formed the center point for the entire place. Spreading outward in a spiral pattern were countless pathways that arched delicately over head.
The roof peaked upward to form a pyramid with a clear glass top. Weak winter sunlight streamed down from the roof landing on the ponds surface. Fragile bridges formed like arches crisscrossed across the edges of the wall leading upwards. Countless more entryways stood out on every level that was visible. The entire scene was simply mind boggling in the complexity.
"Wow." Cleao and Majic uttered this sentence at the same time as they entered the main room. Before either of them got farther than ten feet into the main room a loud clacking sound surrounded them. Turning to their right a terrifying sight greeted them. Eyes glowing brightly a Raze Dragon stood before them; it's horn was pointed straight at their hearts.
"Ahhhhhhhh!"
Warnings: Same as always.
"" Conversation
'' Thoughts
// // Passages from books, letters, etc
{ } Flashback mode
-= =- Dream mode
"I think we lost them Cleao," Majic stated calmly as he walked behind her. Once they lost sight of their prey Cleao and Majic had given up running. Taking time to admire the scenery Majic couldn't shake the feeling that some one, or thing, was stalking their every move. 'What's the matter with me? I'm suddenly really jumpy all of sudden.'
Leki leaned close against his bondmate's leg as his eyes darted around searching every corner. Ever since he had laid eyes upon the statues he realized what had been troubling him so badly. It was the sound of his distant cousins calling out for the hunt, the hunt for food. Raze Dragons were one of the most dangerous out of all Dragon Family.
He knew that nothing he could do would stop Cleao from entering the Temple. Nothing he could do would truly warn her to the danger of the Raze Dragons. So he kept to her side protectively, with his trail tucked between his legs. It was just a matter of time until they attacked, and he wasn't sure he would be ready. He wasn't sure he could even protect her!
Cleao fumed as she stomped down the main hallway. A dim light was cast off from glowing triangles formed by some sort of crystal. Glowing softly from the claw like holders containing it cast eerie shadows across the hallway. A brighter light awaited her at the end of the hallway. 'I wonder where that rat, Volcan, could have gotten off to!' Feeling a brush of silky fur against her leg made her look down at Leki. 'Odd, Leki seems terrified of this place. I wonder why? Better prepare myself for trouble just in case.'
With one hand Cleao reached into her bag and pulled out the sword her sister had given her. She had yet to unwrap it from the simple brown protective covering it. 'I haven't been able to look at this with out bursting into tears. Every single time I look at it, I see Mariebella coughing.' Quickly but surly she unwrapped the covering to reveal her sword.
Cold steel gracefully rested in Cleao's experienced hand. The hilt was a simple thing wrapped in white leather and bound with a thin twisting silver wire. A blue steel similar in color to Cleao's eyes formed a wolf shaped like it was leaping formed the elegant cross hilt. Green stones identical to those on her cloak hitch were set into those of her sword. The sword seemed to gleam with it's own light in the dimly lit hallway.
In the center of the main room of the Temple was a large circular pond. Transparent crystal tiles the color of perfect emeralds formed the container of the water. Roughly five feet deep in depth at the pond's center its greatest factor was a crescent moon formed from flawless moonstone. Placed as if it were a lone stepping stone it apparently served no purpose. The pond formed the center point for the entire place. Spreading outward in a spiral pattern were countless pathways that arched delicately over head.
The roof peaked upward to form a pyramid with a clear glass top. Weak winter sunlight streamed down from the roof landing on the ponds surface. Fragile bridges formed like arches crisscrossed across the edges of the wall leading upwards. Countless more entryways stood out on every level that was visible. The entire scene was simply mind boggling in the complexity.
"Wow." Cleao and Majic uttered this sentence at the same time as they entered the main room. Before either of them got farther than ten feet into the main room a loud clacking sound surrounded them. Turning to their right a terrifying sight greeted them. Eyes glowing brightly a Raze Dragon stood before them; it's horn was pointed straight at their hearts.
"Ahhhhhhhh!"