'' My mother.'' Within the seconds that the man was speaking, Sique's usually inactive brain had clicked away furiously; He seemed nice; he wouldn't bring back someone evil. She had to lie to get places, and once Ramirez was back, the man couldn't do anything to her; surely Ramirez would protect her, if she had brought him to life...he would, wouldn't he? She didn't bother to tell her real mother that she was going with the man, and followed him onto his airship quickly.
Sique sat in a dusty old seat within the Natsu. The man's name was Myrrh; he lived in his airship, the Natsu, docking it on random islands when need be. By doing this, he had discovered alot of things, one of them being an ancient plaque created by silvites in the old world, containing instructions on how to heal wounds, cure diseases, and lastly, bring back the dead.
'' It only works on silvites,'' Myrrh said, his blue eyes fixed upon Sique's necklace, '' I'm guessing that's why it was never used by anyone like the other two were...Sacri crystals and medicine were probably invented on the idea of this plaque...''
Sique's heart had been glowing with contentment ever since she had boarded the Natsu. Ramirez was going to be brought back, Ramirez could destroy Vyse, Ramirez could be with her, really...alive... '' Where is this plaque...? Is it in Silvite language?''
'' It's in an ancient, probably forgotten handwriting of the silvites. The plaque rests on an island off the coast of Valua, which is named by the silvites ' Tsuki Isle '.'' Myrrh smiled warmly.
'' Where did you learn to read the writing?''
'' It was in an old book that I found; it would be useless to most people, because it translated the old writing to modern silvite writing...luckily for me, I also have a book translating modern Silvite writing to our language...I like books...'' He grinned; Sique felt bad about lying to him, he was kind and warm, and glowed of positive energy. But she was strangely close to Ramirez now...she felt that she'd do anything to please him...
Tsuki Isle was a cold and desolate place; like anything vaguely near Valua. Lightning streaked overhead as Sique and Myrrh stepped out of the small, docked shape of the Natsu. Sique was suprised that no-one had heard of Tsuki Isle before. Despite it's hidden away location, the large, dirtied, crumbly stand erected in the middle of it was highly noticeable. Within the middle of the low stand was a high block reaching to Sique's shoulders made from a silvery metal, which shone through in the places which weren't covered in dirt. Sique stood still, staring at the structure, as another set of lightning flashed overhead, illuminating Myrrh's suede jacket. He stepped towards the middle object, indicating to the top of it, '' You place the moon crystal in here. The stand must be left empty, as I chant the words shown on there.'' Myrrh pointed to the tall, far and only wall of the four-sided stand; which turned out to be a plaque, divided into three sections, Myrrh's eyes were fixed on the third and longest section, his eyes skimming over the words as if in recolition of what they meant. The words were minute, and it hurt Sique's brain just to look at them.
'' The resurection will take quite some time,'' Myrrh noted, '' After the initial chanting, the proceedure in which the body is rematerialised will take awhile. They'll be a rather pretty light show, I should think, so, whilst I'm chanting, I need you to keep watch.''
Sique stepped forward, slipping off her pendant. She stared into it's glowing, illuminating beauty and smiled. Her neck bent, she kissed it, and placed it on the silvery structure of the middle object. Emmidiately she leapt back as a bright, burning light shot through the air and covered the entire stand in a glowing mass. Sique scuttled away from the stand, as foreign words began to tumble softly from Myrrh's mouth.
Vyse and Aika sat on the top of Crescent Isle, holding hands lovingly and watching as the sun began to hide behind the autumnal colored clouds. Aika's neck twisted to the side, resting her head on Vyse's shoulder, as she pursed her lips, the soft texture of them touching Vyse's skin for a second. Vyse smiled happily, and put his arm around Aika, watching the clouds as they...a sudden light caught his attention, he zoomed in on the origin of the light, a worried look crossing his face. Silvery lights occured during things associated with Silvites, and this was usually bad. A sickening thought fell like lead to his stomach.
'' She's not dead.''
Sique sat in a dusty old seat within the Natsu. The man's name was Myrrh; he lived in his airship, the Natsu, docking it on random islands when need be. By doing this, he had discovered alot of things, one of them being an ancient plaque created by silvites in the old world, containing instructions on how to heal wounds, cure diseases, and lastly, bring back the dead.
'' It only works on silvites,'' Myrrh said, his blue eyes fixed upon Sique's necklace, '' I'm guessing that's why it was never used by anyone like the other two were...Sacri crystals and medicine were probably invented on the idea of this plaque...''
Sique's heart had been glowing with contentment ever since she had boarded the Natsu. Ramirez was going to be brought back, Ramirez could destroy Vyse, Ramirez could be with her, really...alive... '' Where is this plaque...? Is it in Silvite language?''
'' It's in an ancient, probably forgotten handwriting of the silvites. The plaque rests on an island off the coast of Valua, which is named by the silvites ' Tsuki Isle '.'' Myrrh smiled warmly.
'' Where did you learn to read the writing?''
'' It was in an old book that I found; it would be useless to most people, because it translated the old writing to modern silvite writing...luckily for me, I also have a book translating modern Silvite writing to our language...I like books...'' He grinned; Sique felt bad about lying to him, he was kind and warm, and glowed of positive energy. But she was strangely close to Ramirez now...she felt that she'd do anything to please him...
Tsuki Isle was a cold and desolate place; like anything vaguely near Valua. Lightning streaked overhead as Sique and Myrrh stepped out of the small, docked shape of the Natsu. Sique was suprised that no-one had heard of Tsuki Isle before. Despite it's hidden away location, the large, dirtied, crumbly stand erected in the middle of it was highly noticeable. Within the middle of the low stand was a high block reaching to Sique's shoulders made from a silvery metal, which shone through in the places which weren't covered in dirt. Sique stood still, staring at the structure, as another set of lightning flashed overhead, illuminating Myrrh's suede jacket. He stepped towards the middle object, indicating to the top of it, '' You place the moon crystal in here. The stand must be left empty, as I chant the words shown on there.'' Myrrh pointed to the tall, far and only wall of the four-sided stand; which turned out to be a plaque, divided into three sections, Myrrh's eyes were fixed on the third and longest section, his eyes skimming over the words as if in recolition of what they meant. The words were minute, and it hurt Sique's brain just to look at them.
'' The resurection will take quite some time,'' Myrrh noted, '' After the initial chanting, the proceedure in which the body is rematerialised will take awhile. They'll be a rather pretty light show, I should think, so, whilst I'm chanting, I need you to keep watch.''
Sique stepped forward, slipping off her pendant. She stared into it's glowing, illuminating beauty and smiled. Her neck bent, she kissed it, and placed it on the silvery structure of the middle object. Emmidiately she leapt back as a bright, burning light shot through the air and covered the entire stand in a glowing mass. Sique scuttled away from the stand, as foreign words began to tumble softly from Myrrh's mouth.
Vyse and Aika sat on the top of Crescent Isle, holding hands lovingly and watching as the sun began to hide behind the autumnal colored clouds. Aika's neck twisted to the side, resting her head on Vyse's shoulder, as she pursed her lips, the soft texture of them touching Vyse's skin for a second. Vyse smiled happily, and put his arm around Aika, watching the clouds as they...a sudden light caught his attention, he zoomed in on the origin of the light, a worried look crossing his face. Silvery lights occured during things associated with Silvites, and this was usually bad. A sickening thought fell like lead to his stomach.
'' She's not dead.''