Chapter 6: In Which Much is Revealed

It seemed that everyone present was holding their breaths, complete silence filled the room. The trees outside seemed to have stopped swaying, everyone sitting at the table appeared to have frozen. Even the cats were stiff, their tails only twitching slightly.

A long time ago, Morwen said, There was a loud bang. The door
swung open and a heavily panting man stepped in. He was carrying a large jar filled with tiny, luminescent forms. Gavin thought they looked awfully like those phosphoric bugs outside the castle walls at night. The man carrying the jar wore robes of a deep blue, his brown hair was uncombed and looked singed and plucked in certain places.

he squeaked, not having enough breath to say it any louder. The
man cleared his throat. he said once more in a much more audible
voice. Morwen frowned at him.

Pixies, Telemain? Pixies?! she seemed to be rather cross. When you
said you were going to search for an exceptionally cabalistic quintessence
of magical configuration I assumed it would be something worthwhile. She
looked at him disapprovingly as he stood there panting. The reason not
much is known of pixie magic is because they are summed up in one word: 'nuisance'. This house will be a mess within two hours of experimentation!
You know you can't control pixies.

The man called Telemain puffed up, I would think, he panted, that you
would appreciate the significance of magical investigation despite the
hindrance of a few inconsequential impediments. He sighed when no one
moved to help him he walked to the nearest counter-top and placed the heavy glass jar on it. He looked quizzingly at Gavin.

Morwen introduced him to Telemain and after they had finished the
introductions she told the magician about the stone and Gavin drew it out,
handing it to him. The prince explained how it had come into his possession and once more suggested the idea of presenting it to Kazul. That would be highly unwise, Morwen replied instantly. I seriously think this is something only you can handle right now. It's your responsibility. She paused, Would you excuse us for a minute? she asked everyone seated at the table. When they gave her their assent she motioned for Telemain to go into an adjacent room.

I think we should tell them, Morwen said simply.

Telemain exclaimed, That is incontrovertibly not an option!

Listen Telemain, she continued, this cannot simply be just coincidence!
There has to be more to it than that. Now I agree that we shouldn't tell
them all the facts, but we can't let them go about to do the- well what
they're supposed to do totally devoid of any trace of information!

But, but, the completion of my examination towards the possible
contingency of Shera being a candidate has not been concluded!

Candidate? Shera was the only choice! Telemain, she is the one! I know
it! This Stone has to be part of it! Therefore so does Gavin.

The magician let out an exasperated sigh, Very well, Morwen. But your
revelation must not be in totality.

When they returned to the room, both acted as if nothing had happened.
However both magician and witch could tell that the three sitting at the
table had heard raised voices but were too polite to say anything.

Soon Morwen continued with her story once they were all seated. A prophet used to be a highly respected position, she started, As the ages passed however, many people wanted to receive this recognition and so posed as one. This fakery became so obvious that the word prophet became often scoffed at. How to winnow true from false is the key to knowing a accurate soothsayer. When we were younger Telemain and I did a study on ancient prophesies and we came across one that had to do with the Enchanted Forest, Morwen glanced at Telemain, now I know it, but I'm not sure exactly how much I should reveal, she paused once more. Well let's just say that it is crucial to the forest's survival and that if it isn't properly carried out it would mean the destruction... or possibly a change of rulership in the forest, one that would be much worse then any before. Now Telemain and I strongly believe that Gavin and Shera have something to do with this. Shera I think, is supposed to find out what problems the Enchanted Forest will face. She will have to go in a search for clues, a quest if you like, and find out, who, what, and why this event will take place. I did not say when' due to the fact that this prophesy was supposed to take place approximately fifty years ago.

Gavin waited for her to continue but when she remained silent he said,
Shera plays an important part, but... you said that I had something to do
with this as well... he left the sentence unfinished.

Now you I'm not so sure about. I must've only known a part of the
prophesy, for all that I know about it said nothing about a stone. However,
your coming here is much more than a coincidence. You said that you were headed to the Mountains of Morning? Gavin nodded an affirmative. Then when you get there, tell Kazul to tell you the rest of the prophesy. She must know more then I do.



VERY IMPORTANT NOTE!!!!!: Rose by another name (sarcasm queen/ fire opal) and I have now made a new account for this story cause we could figure out any other way to join reviews and story thing without messing everything up.

SO.... our new name is 'Guardians of You-Know-What.' If you want to read the following chapters of this story go there. And the beggining chapters will be there too in case you forget what happened in the beggining.
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