The Heart of Cephiro
Prolougue; Chance Encounter
Author; JuBunny
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They say everything in Cephiro is controlled by one's will.
Why then, why couldn't I be content with him?
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I clasped my hands together, my thoughts undoubtedly circling on the sole existence of the beloved world which lay in my hands. I thought of the fruitful plants, the bright flowers, the birds, the animals, and the people. And I prayed. Oh, please, bring peace to this land! My heart would mouth those words forever. Or so it felt. I poured my entire soul and energy into the simple, beautiful thoughts that lay in my mind. My heart reached out to the land, grasping it in a gentle embrace. 'I pray for thee, Cephiro, land of dreams. May your fertile soils, vast oceans, shadowed forests, and beautiful living creatures grow resplendent in the harmony of the five souls; Rayearth, Windam, Selece, Eternaiude, and Solace. May they unite to bring this world power, love, strength, fortitude, and equanimity. From the depths of the Sel Sea, mystic foutain of Eterna, volcanic rapture of the Raye volcanoes, quizzical gale of Moutain Winda, and the soulfull prayer room in which I lay, bring unity to those who dwell there. May peace ring through every souls' mind, and this world be kept safe from the evils and malice that threaten it.
'I set my soul out to thee, Cephiro.'
I opened my eyes, and collapsed over my chair, the energy and pure thought draining my diminutive form of its energy. The reason why I appeared so youthful, though in fact I was well beyond my appearance in age. I slumped over in the chair, gasping for breath.
I heard a knock at the door, and immediately gathered myself. "Come in," I weakly called out, more a whisper than anything. I grasped at the edges of cloth that hemmed my dress, slid out of the chair, and, with all the last strength I could muster, stood up.
The door slowly hissed open, screaming and moaning on its old hinges. A young figure with lilac hair stepped forth, bowing before me. I smiled, laying a gentle hand on his soulder.
"Clef, welcome. Please, do tell me why you come," I chirped, casting a forceful smile at him. Truth be told, I never cared much for smiling. There was always that emptiness in my heart, clawing at my soul, and it grew my expression far beyond my age. I had always had sad eyes, my brother told me. And perhaps it was true. I longed for something more.
"Dear Princess, I come to introduce you to the one who will serve you and keep anyone from disturbing you while you pray. High preist, Zagato," Clef smiled, pointing his staff towards the door. "I will dismiss myself now, so that he may come in."
I nodded my head, and watched as my dear friend drug his equally petite body out of the room.
Strange, I thought to myself, that Clef would leave. I shook the thought out of my head, and waited patiently for the high preist, whom they named Zagato, to appear to me. Strange, but his name seemed somehow familiar to me. I rolled it out on my tounge, feeling the smooth easiness of his name a comfort in itself.
"Zagato..." I whispered to myself, closing my eyes and letting my mind wander with the word that felt so foreign, yet so reposing and serene. "Zagato..."
"I see you have become well acquainted with my name, Princess," a voice snaps me out of my trance, as my eyes fly open. A voice so gentle, yet deep. Reassuring. No, it couldn't be Clef or Lafarga, or anyone else. I turn around, hands folded together under my chin, as the color slowly creeps up my cheeks.
My eyes meet with the most beautiful dark orbs I've ever seen.
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End Prologue; Chance Encounter.
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So, didja like it?!? Oh, please, pretty please, if you have any comments whatsoever, e-mail them to Jubunny@sailormoon.org! I love e-mails! My inbox gets lonely! Expect part 1 to be coming soon! *hugz* Luv ya'll! Oh, and if anyone is interested in becoming my editor (Full credit in stories included), I would be ever so grateful! Just e-mail!
Ja na, minna!
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Prolougue; Chance Encounter
Author; JuBunny
~*~
They say everything in Cephiro is controlled by one's will.
Why then, why couldn't I be content with him?
~*~
I clasped my hands together, my thoughts undoubtedly circling on the sole existence of the beloved world which lay in my hands. I thought of the fruitful plants, the bright flowers, the birds, the animals, and the people. And I prayed. Oh, please, bring peace to this land! My heart would mouth those words forever. Or so it felt. I poured my entire soul and energy into the simple, beautiful thoughts that lay in my mind. My heart reached out to the land, grasping it in a gentle embrace. 'I pray for thee, Cephiro, land of dreams. May your fertile soils, vast oceans, shadowed forests, and beautiful living creatures grow resplendent in the harmony of the five souls; Rayearth, Windam, Selece, Eternaiude, and Solace. May they unite to bring this world power, love, strength, fortitude, and equanimity. From the depths of the Sel Sea, mystic foutain of Eterna, volcanic rapture of the Raye volcanoes, quizzical gale of Moutain Winda, and the soulfull prayer room in which I lay, bring unity to those who dwell there. May peace ring through every souls' mind, and this world be kept safe from the evils and malice that threaten it.
'I set my soul out to thee, Cephiro.'
I opened my eyes, and collapsed over my chair, the energy and pure thought draining my diminutive form of its energy. The reason why I appeared so youthful, though in fact I was well beyond my appearance in age. I slumped over in the chair, gasping for breath.
I heard a knock at the door, and immediately gathered myself. "Come in," I weakly called out, more a whisper than anything. I grasped at the edges of cloth that hemmed my dress, slid out of the chair, and, with all the last strength I could muster, stood up.
The door slowly hissed open, screaming and moaning on its old hinges. A young figure with lilac hair stepped forth, bowing before me. I smiled, laying a gentle hand on his soulder.
"Clef, welcome. Please, do tell me why you come," I chirped, casting a forceful smile at him. Truth be told, I never cared much for smiling. There was always that emptiness in my heart, clawing at my soul, and it grew my expression far beyond my age. I had always had sad eyes, my brother told me. And perhaps it was true. I longed for something more.
"Dear Princess, I come to introduce you to the one who will serve you and keep anyone from disturbing you while you pray. High preist, Zagato," Clef smiled, pointing his staff towards the door. "I will dismiss myself now, so that he may come in."
I nodded my head, and watched as my dear friend drug his equally petite body out of the room.
Strange, I thought to myself, that Clef would leave. I shook the thought out of my head, and waited patiently for the high preist, whom they named Zagato, to appear to me. Strange, but his name seemed somehow familiar to me. I rolled it out on my tounge, feeling the smooth easiness of his name a comfort in itself.
"Zagato..." I whispered to myself, closing my eyes and letting my mind wander with the word that felt so foreign, yet so reposing and serene. "Zagato..."
"I see you have become well acquainted with my name, Princess," a voice snaps me out of my trance, as my eyes fly open. A voice so gentle, yet deep. Reassuring. No, it couldn't be Clef or Lafarga, or anyone else. I turn around, hands folded together under my chin, as the color slowly creeps up my cheeks.
My eyes meet with the most beautiful dark orbs I've ever seen.
~*~
End Prologue; Chance Encounter.
~*~
So, didja like it?!? Oh, please, pretty please, if you have any comments whatsoever, e-mail them to Jubunny@sailormoon.org! I love e-mails! My inbox gets lonely! Expect part 1 to be coming soon! *hugz* Luv ya'll! Oh, and if anyone is interested in becoming my editor (Full credit in stories included), I would be ever so grateful! Just e-mail!
Ja na, minna!
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