Bearing the Creation and Destruction of Power: Part VI
"Is she going to be okay?" someone asked nervously.
"I think so. She's breathing all right now," someone else replied. I opened my eyes, and quickly closed them again, blinded by bright light.
"I'm all right," I murmured, eyes still closed.
"Taiyani!!!" a familiar voice cried, taking my hand. I smiled, and carefully opened my eyes.
"Where am I?"
"You are in your neohome. Had quite a smash to the head. I wonder how you acquired that," a green gelert said.
"Who're you?" I mumbled.
"I'm the gelert doctor."
I sat up. "What's going on?"
"Hush," Dialin said softly. "We'll tell you later," she whispered in my ear.
"Well, I'll be off now, just keep our Taiyani in bed for a while," the doctor said, picking up his bag and smiling. He left through the door of what I realized was my bedroom.
"You want the whole story now?" Alysen asked, sitting down in a chair near my bed.
"Yeah," I replied.
"Well, after you went in the cave the doorway closed up, and we got really worried. Sakirina and Linkidu told us you'd be all right, but we still weren't sure. Then, around 7:30, there was a huge flash of rainbow light, and that stone techo blew up. We nearly got caught by some angry Islanders, but we escaped them. When we found you in the wreckage, we thought you were dead."
"What happened to the gem?" I asked quietly.
"It was destroyed. At least that's what Sakirina said. So was the wall, but I don't get that part of it," Dialin replied.
"The wall," I whispered.
"What is it?" Kyonga asked. I quickly related the story. Suddenly I thought of something.
"What happened to Sakirina and Linkidu?"
"They left a while ago. Said they had to go somewhere, but they'd visit later," Dialin replied, doodling in a small blue notebook.
"Guys," Hallazi said, coming into the room, "let her sleep."
"You're right," Dialin decided, shooing the pets out of the room. I settled back into my pillow, falling into the realm of dreams.
***
I was in a great room, furnished by large hangings with pictures of faeries. Ahead of me sat Fyora, the faerie queen, majestic on her huge throne. Next to her stood Sakirina and Linkidu. I slowly walked forward, and bowed to the queen.
"Taiyani," she said. It seemed as if she would continue, but for the moment, she didn't. "You are brave. I see much the same qualities in you that I once saw in the other people and pets that had to bear the Gem of Truth. But let's put that behind us. It takes a strong heart to defy evil. It takes an even stronger heart not to forget your friends."
"I agree," Sakirina told me. "You are much like me. Somehow, I'm not surprised.
"For your courageous actions, we want to reward you," Fyora said.
"But I don't want an award," I protested.
"Never the less, I think you should have this." Fyora handed me a chain. On the chain was a small crystal pendant. It was shaped like a star, and had the colors of the six elements. It also had a new color: white.
"White is the color of peace. All the elements bound together," Fyora told me.
"Thank you," I breathed. The queen smiled.
"You are very welcome. But one last thing. Though the Gem of Truth has been destroyed, you will always be different. That cannot be change. You must accept it."
I nodded my understanding. "Good bye," Fyora concluded, and I slipped back into a dreamless sleep, the voices of Fyora and Sakirina echoing through head, still clutching the pendant.
Epilogue
Now that the Gem of Truth has been destroyed, I see what the faerie queen meant. I am alone, mentally if not physically. My friends and I are closer together now, and yet we are farther apart. Though that does not make sense, it is true. The gem has been destroyed, hopefully for good. I'm not exactly sure what happened when I put it in the center of that star, for that depth of power is beyond me. As Fyora said, I know now that it does take a strong heart not to forget your friends. I still have the pendant, and I think the most important color it contains is white: the color of binding. The color of peace. I cannot forget that.
Author's Note: Though these stories, chronicling a time of uncertainty, bravery, and many other things, have ended, their words still echo through my mind, if not in the minds of others. And really, it is the end. There will be no more stories about the Gem of Truth, unless I decide to write the creation of the gem in a full-length story. I hope you have enjoyed these tales, as I have enjoyed writing them. As always, you can definitely send me feedback and tips on my writing. I like feedback. ^_^
"Is she going to be okay?" someone asked nervously.
"I think so. She's breathing all right now," someone else replied. I opened my eyes, and quickly closed them again, blinded by bright light.
"I'm all right," I murmured, eyes still closed.
"Taiyani!!!" a familiar voice cried, taking my hand. I smiled, and carefully opened my eyes.
"Where am I?"
"You are in your neohome. Had quite a smash to the head. I wonder how you acquired that," a green gelert said.
"Who're you?" I mumbled.
"I'm the gelert doctor."
I sat up. "What's going on?"
"Hush," Dialin said softly. "We'll tell you later," she whispered in my ear.
"Well, I'll be off now, just keep our Taiyani in bed for a while," the doctor said, picking up his bag and smiling. He left through the door of what I realized was my bedroom.
"You want the whole story now?" Alysen asked, sitting down in a chair near my bed.
"Yeah," I replied.
"Well, after you went in the cave the doorway closed up, and we got really worried. Sakirina and Linkidu told us you'd be all right, but we still weren't sure. Then, around 7:30, there was a huge flash of rainbow light, and that stone techo blew up. We nearly got caught by some angry Islanders, but we escaped them. When we found you in the wreckage, we thought you were dead."
"What happened to the gem?" I asked quietly.
"It was destroyed. At least that's what Sakirina said. So was the wall, but I don't get that part of it," Dialin replied.
"The wall," I whispered.
"What is it?" Kyonga asked. I quickly related the story. Suddenly I thought of something.
"What happened to Sakirina and Linkidu?"
"They left a while ago. Said they had to go somewhere, but they'd visit later," Dialin replied, doodling in a small blue notebook.
"Guys," Hallazi said, coming into the room, "let her sleep."
"You're right," Dialin decided, shooing the pets out of the room. I settled back into my pillow, falling into the realm of dreams.
***
I was in a great room, furnished by large hangings with pictures of faeries. Ahead of me sat Fyora, the faerie queen, majestic on her huge throne. Next to her stood Sakirina and Linkidu. I slowly walked forward, and bowed to the queen.
"Taiyani," she said. It seemed as if she would continue, but for the moment, she didn't. "You are brave. I see much the same qualities in you that I once saw in the other people and pets that had to bear the Gem of Truth. But let's put that behind us. It takes a strong heart to defy evil. It takes an even stronger heart not to forget your friends."
"I agree," Sakirina told me. "You are much like me. Somehow, I'm not surprised.
"For your courageous actions, we want to reward you," Fyora said.
"But I don't want an award," I protested.
"Never the less, I think you should have this." Fyora handed me a chain. On the chain was a small crystal pendant. It was shaped like a star, and had the colors of the six elements. It also had a new color: white.
"White is the color of peace. All the elements bound together," Fyora told me.
"Thank you," I breathed. The queen smiled.
"You are very welcome. But one last thing. Though the Gem of Truth has been destroyed, you will always be different. That cannot be change. You must accept it."
I nodded my understanding. "Good bye," Fyora concluded, and I slipped back into a dreamless sleep, the voices of Fyora and Sakirina echoing through head, still clutching the pendant.
Epilogue
Now that the Gem of Truth has been destroyed, I see what the faerie queen meant. I am alone, mentally if not physically. My friends and I are closer together now, and yet we are farther apart. Though that does not make sense, it is true. The gem has been destroyed, hopefully for good. I'm not exactly sure what happened when I put it in the center of that star, for that depth of power is beyond me. As Fyora said, I know now that it does take a strong heart not to forget your friends. I still have the pendant, and I think the most important color it contains is white: the color of binding. The color of peace. I cannot forget that.
Author's Note: Though these stories, chronicling a time of uncertainty, bravery, and many other things, have ended, their words still echo through my mind, if not in the minds of others. And really, it is the end. There will be no more stories about the Gem of Truth, unless I decide to write the creation of the gem in a full-length story. I hope you have enjoyed these tales, as I have enjoyed writing them. As always, you can definitely send me feedback and tips on my writing. I like feedback. ^_^