Here I am again! I hope you all like this story. As you can see, the "faeries" aren't little people with wings. I want to thank all the people who have written to me, Patch, Anon, Ely-chan, and the rest of the people on the smrff list. You all are great, and I am so happy that you like this! Here is the next part, and just to let you know, I don't own Sailor Moon.
A Faerie Tale
(Chapter Two)
by:LazuliMemoryStar@juno.com
Mamoru blinked himself awake as he found himself, tied with long strands of grass, bound as tightly as the iron chains that humans used. He tried to recall what had happened, and then he remembered. What a homecoming! Trying to find the new leader of the Slyph Clan, and he got attacked by the Dreams Clan. Attacked him, and brought him to their hold.
A warning brought by the Wind made him look up as a person walked in the room. She was dressed in the traditional flowing green robes of an elder of the Dreams clan. He wondered what was to be done with him. He knew that he looked suspicious. He was dressed in the clothing of the humans, and he was wandering through the old clan of the slaughtered Slyphs. He was surprised that he was not put to death right away.
"What is your name, human, and what are you doing in our lands?" The elder said, in the human tounge. Mamoru sighed. He never wanted to hear that primative language again, and spoke in their langauage, the words of the wind and grass. "My name is Mamoru, of the Slyph Forest Clan." Mamoru waited for judgement on the words. He knew that this person must be confused....he spoke in the old tounge, spoke of lineage of a clan that had been taken away from this life into the next.
"Why do you claim that heritage, Mamoru? Why do you use one of our names, and speak in our language? Did you not know that the entire Slyph Clan had been slaughtered decades ago?" Mamoru nodded, holding back the anger, and the terror of seeing an entire Clan taken, his parents killed before his eyes.
"Of course I know that, Dream Elder! I was there! My parents were taken from this life, murdered before my eyes, while those....humans....took me away from my life here in the Forest, leaving the Slyphs as a dead clan! Did you think that I wanted that? Did you think that such an event can be blocked from the memory? The sting of that would carry on for several lifetimes, and passed down from generation to generation! I want to reclaim what is mine, that is all. To go back to the Forest, and live the ways I was brought up to be!"
The elder looked surprised for a moment. "Perhaps you speak the truth. I already see that the Forest and the Wind, of your clan, has welcomed you back. I see that you have tied in with the Earth, young protector of it. I can escort you back to the Forest, of your Clan site, and I will let the Forest deal with you there. You will never be allowed in the treetop homes, unless the Wind bears you up there, and down again safely. I hope that you can survive, young Mamoru. For the Forest is much more wary than it was those generations ago. It will destroy an intruder to the Clans as swiftly as possible. Do not think to come in here, trying to steal anything of ours, for what is most precious to us, you will find worthless. I will arrange for you to be taken outside of our borders, and then you are no longer our problem. I bid you a good day, Mamoru of the Slyph Clan."
Usagi was confused. The myriad images from Mamoru's mind were sharp and painful, the memories he had stored from the past still fresh in his mind, and she was picking up his fear and his hate of humans, the overwhelming lonliness of being the only one left, or so he thought, and seeing his life stripped away into a dreary exsistance, where there was no joy for him. Her heart gave a painful throb at this, and she wished that she could help him. At least it explained why she was Clanless, or almost so. Why there was noone around, why she woke up completly alone in the treetops, with only the Wind to comfort her. She kept herself with Mamoru, trying to offer what comfort she could through her emotions, and at the same time, drawing him back to her home, so that they might meet face to face.
Mamoru made his way through the Forest silently, trying to find his home, the center of the Slyph Clan.
He wanted so badly to go back, but those memories of burning, of homes being ransacked and ripped apart by
the careless hands that slaughtered his parents. Where his parents had died...where graves were never put, where
they never blended back into the Earth. Perhaps their spirits were saved, and were sent to the Wind, where they
could be reborn. He prayed that it had been so, that they were not trapped in the endless circle of death, where
their spirits could not find peace. He knew of a few that were like that. They became Guardian Spirits, though. There was one for the Slyphs, he knew. They were fearsome and protective of their land. They could only do so much though. Perhaps it was the Guardian who saved the one child to live on for the Clans, who spared his own life. It was cruel to save only a handful of lives where millions others were taken, but if it was the will of the Gods, then he knew he couldn't argue. He lifted his face to the fresh breeze that always seemed to linger in this part of the Forest, and reached for the direction of that girl....the one he saw picking the berries, the one he knew had her life force intertwined with his. He had to get to her! He knew that another Clan would not stop him now, he won a type of approval, and the Clans would respect that given approval. They knew the Forest would now
reject what was not their own.
Usagi knew that he was almost near, and she flung herself out of the tree, landing gently on the bottom. She had to get to him....it was important, she knew. They had to be together before..what? happened.....She ran on, heedless of anything that was in her path. She just knew one course. The one that lead straight to him. She could still feel him...feel his presence, his thoughts, his emotions. She knew he was coming toward her with the same mindless purpose that she was coming toward him. She reveled in the feeling of having someone so close to her. Someone who was connected to her, who could understand her emotions, the feelings of lonliness, being apart from what she knew. Being alone. She could almost see him now. See that dark black hair....see the midnight blue eyes that could see into her soul and beyond, judge her to the highest point in the stars, or the hardest punishment that a motal or god could devise. She knew she saw him, too. She felt his excitement, his joy at seeing her at last. They reached for eachother, and then the Earth seemed to open up and swallow them both........
So, what did you think, minna? That was my measly attempt at a cliffhanger. I hope you liked this part, and I would LOVE some feedback!!!!
ja ne
A Faerie Tale
(Chapter Two)
by:LazuliMemoryStar@juno.com
Mamoru blinked himself awake as he found himself, tied with long strands of grass, bound as tightly as the iron chains that humans used. He tried to recall what had happened, and then he remembered. What a homecoming! Trying to find the new leader of the Slyph Clan, and he got attacked by the Dreams Clan. Attacked him, and brought him to their hold.
A warning brought by the Wind made him look up as a person walked in the room. She was dressed in the traditional flowing green robes of an elder of the Dreams clan. He wondered what was to be done with him. He knew that he looked suspicious. He was dressed in the clothing of the humans, and he was wandering through the old clan of the slaughtered Slyphs. He was surprised that he was not put to death right away.
"What is your name, human, and what are you doing in our lands?" The elder said, in the human tounge. Mamoru sighed. He never wanted to hear that primative language again, and spoke in their langauage, the words of the wind and grass. "My name is Mamoru, of the Slyph Forest Clan." Mamoru waited for judgement on the words. He knew that this person must be confused....he spoke in the old tounge, spoke of lineage of a clan that had been taken away from this life into the next.
"Why do you claim that heritage, Mamoru? Why do you use one of our names, and speak in our language? Did you not know that the entire Slyph Clan had been slaughtered decades ago?" Mamoru nodded, holding back the anger, and the terror of seeing an entire Clan taken, his parents killed before his eyes.
"Of course I know that, Dream Elder! I was there! My parents were taken from this life, murdered before my eyes, while those....humans....took me away from my life here in the Forest, leaving the Slyphs as a dead clan! Did you think that I wanted that? Did you think that such an event can be blocked from the memory? The sting of that would carry on for several lifetimes, and passed down from generation to generation! I want to reclaim what is mine, that is all. To go back to the Forest, and live the ways I was brought up to be!"
The elder looked surprised for a moment. "Perhaps you speak the truth. I already see that the Forest and the Wind, of your clan, has welcomed you back. I see that you have tied in with the Earth, young protector of it. I can escort you back to the Forest, of your Clan site, and I will let the Forest deal with you there. You will never be allowed in the treetop homes, unless the Wind bears you up there, and down again safely. I hope that you can survive, young Mamoru. For the Forest is much more wary than it was those generations ago. It will destroy an intruder to the Clans as swiftly as possible. Do not think to come in here, trying to steal anything of ours, for what is most precious to us, you will find worthless. I will arrange for you to be taken outside of our borders, and then you are no longer our problem. I bid you a good day, Mamoru of the Slyph Clan."
Usagi was confused. The myriad images from Mamoru's mind were sharp and painful, the memories he had stored from the past still fresh in his mind, and she was picking up his fear and his hate of humans, the overwhelming lonliness of being the only one left, or so he thought, and seeing his life stripped away into a dreary exsistance, where there was no joy for him. Her heart gave a painful throb at this, and she wished that she could help him. At least it explained why she was Clanless, or almost so. Why there was noone around, why she woke up completly alone in the treetops, with only the Wind to comfort her. She kept herself with Mamoru, trying to offer what comfort she could through her emotions, and at the same time, drawing him back to her home, so that they might meet face to face.
Mamoru made his way through the Forest silently, trying to find his home, the center of the Slyph Clan.
He wanted so badly to go back, but those memories of burning, of homes being ransacked and ripped apart by
the careless hands that slaughtered his parents. Where his parents had died...where graves were never put, where
they never blended back into the Earth. Perhaps their spirits were saved, and were sent to the Wind, where they
could be reborn. He prayed that it had been so, that they were not trapped in the endless circle of death, where
their spirits could not find peace. He knew of a few that were like that. They became Guardian Spirits, though. There was one for the Slyphs, he knew. They were fearsome and protective of their land. They could only do so much though. Perhaps it was the Guardian who saved the one child to live on for the Clans, who spared his own life. It was cruel to save only a handful of lives where millions others were taken, but if it was the will of the Gods, then he knew he couldn't argue. He lifted his face to the fresh breeze that always seemed to linger in this part of the Forest, and reached for the direction of that girl....the one he saw picking the berries, the one he knew had her life force intertwined with his. He had to get to her! He knew that another Clan would not stop him now, he won a type of approval, and the Clans would respect that given approval. They knew the Forest would now
reject what was not their own.
Usagi knew that he was almost near, and she flung herself out of the tree, landing gently on the bottom. She had to get to him....it was important, she knew. They had to be together before..what? happened.....She ran on, heedless of anything that was in her path. She just knew one course. The one that lead straight to him. She could still feel him...feel his presence, his thoughts, his emotions. She knew he was coming toward her with the same mindless purpose that she was coming toward him. She reveled in the feeling of having someone so close to her. Someone who was connected to her, who could understand her emotions, the feelings of lonliness, being apart from what she knew. Being alone. She could almost see him now. See that dark black hair....see the midnight blue eyes that could see into her soul and beyond, judge her to the highest point in the stars, or the hardest punishment that a motal or god could devise. She knew she saw him, too. She felt his excitement, his joy at seeing her at last. They reached for eachother, and then the Earth seemed to open up and swallow them both........
So, what did you think, minna? That was my measly attempt at a cliffhanger. I hope you liked this part, and I would LOVE some feedback!!!!
ja ne