Ok, so I have the weekend off. Well, not really. I have to do work, but
it's not an immediate necessaty. Anyway, So in the last chapter, Justice
showed Numair his Destiny. But it seems by using her magic, she has done
more then give a gift.
Enjoy, Karigan
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Complications
By: Karigan
Chapter 16
'Awakening'
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Far to the south, past the Great Inland Sea, across the Cartheki desert, far beyond the mountains that cut off the Northern lands from a world unknown; in the deepest recesses of the forbidden forests of magic. In a canopy of a sky scraping redwood, a beautifully woven nest, at least five feet in diameter, lays, supported by the nearly indestructible branches and vines of the forest. Within this nest, a creature of legend stirs and awakens suddenly, as if hearing a call from miles away. Its beautiful fire red head rises to attention and its predatory eyes flare a dark brick red. As if hearing the sound yet again, it raises on its clawed feet. Its silver claws digging into the nest with nervousness. As if finally realizing what it is hearing, the hawk like bird fluffs beautifully; the red gold and silver feathers throughout its massive 6 feet wingspan begin to take on a new shine.
She knows that call. As far away as it may be, and as different as it may sound, she knows the feeling of her hatchlings most powerful magic. She feels her hatchlings call. It has been four nesting seasons since her hatchling disappeared, taken from her. The seasons of depression that followed are forever etched into the magnificent creatures mind. Yet now, to be able to hear her child's call is again to breathe. Now the brilliance returns to this mother. She spreads her wings and lets the magic build within her. The magic she has been denying, afraid to find that her child was dead. It builds within her until it is nearly too much to contain.
Her feathers begin to flame in brightness, as if they are on fire from within. She takes various breaths, preparing for her own call. Finally, she takes one final breath, deep and long. She spreads her wings out and firmly places her taloned feet. Opening her hooked eagle's beak, she lets the magic flow out of her into her call. An eagle's screech emerges at first, high pitched and resonating. But almost immediately that screech deepens and turns to a ringing siren. The great redwood trees of the forest vibrate in unison with her call, singing their own song, which matches hers. Her siren call ends and she breaths heavily, it has taken much from her, as it always does to call. She waits; waits for an answer. Her mate will come, that is for sure. Her hopes, however, lie within the forest. Will they all come? Will they answer? They all know what she lost.
Her already rapid heartbeat quickens in fear when she hears no immediate response. It is a mother's nervousness. Then she hears it, the rustling, and joy fills her; they have come. She hops to the edge of her nest and prepares for flight. Determination filling her soul. Then the forest suddenly fills with countless voices of sirens. The air vibrates. The ground shakes in harmony. She jumps from the treetop and begins her fall to the forest floor. She keeps her wings close to her long slender body, creating more speed for herself. Her feathers, which had seemed to be filled with fire before are now beginning to glow frantically. Only, a few feet from the ground, she spreads her wings wide. They catch the draft and she rears from the vertical fall into an upward glide. At the moment when the air caught her wings, her body exploded into fire. The flames stream behind her as she moves through the forest, easily gliding through the trees. She picks up more speed by pumping her wings, anxious to go. The flames that stream through her body, continue on behind her an additional four feet, yet these red, golden and silver flames do not effect anything it touches. Around her, small flames of fire can be seen in the distance. Pleased by the support, she smiles the only way she can, she screeches in joy, letting them know where she is.
The edge of the forest comes into view; she will soon be on her way to claiming what is hers. The edge of the great forest only feet away.
On the outside of the forest lays meadows that reach for miles. Looking from these meadows toward the forest, once can see small flames of light, impossible to tell what it could be. Suddenly, flaming balls of light break through the edge of the forest, one after another; all spanned out across the edge. Nearly 20 eagle-like birds break through, all screeching their songs of magic, there bodies flaming brilliantly. Some are enormous, with a wingspan of 10 feet, the males. Some with red eyes, some with gold eyes, some with silver eyes. And they begin their journey. A journey to reclaim their lost child; because the hatchlings are the responsibility of all of them. But more than that; each is precious to them. Each is a future for them. They will go to the ends of the earth to get back that future.
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Ohhhh, could help be on the way. Maybe the Tortallans won't be alone in their fight against an unknown evil. Stay tuned for the next chapter of Complications.
REVIEW! I'm SERIOUS! If ya don't REVIEW, I'm gonna stop. Got it? Good.
SMILE
Karigan!
Enjoy, Karigan
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Complications
By: Karigan
Chapter 16
'Awakening'
/////////////////
Far to the south, past the Great Inland Sea, across the Cartheki desert, far beyond the mountains that cut off the Northern lands from a world unknown; in the deepest recesses of the forbidden forests of magic. In a canopy of a sky scraping redwood, a beautifully woven nest, at least five feet in diameter, lays, supported by the nearly indestructible branches and vines of the forest. Within this nest, a creature of legend stirs and awakens suddenly, as if hearing a call from miles away. Its beautiful fire red head rises to attention and its predatory eyes flare a dark brick red. As if hearing the sound yet again, it raises on its clawed feet. Its silver claws digging into the nest with nervousness. As if finally realizing what it is hearing, the hawk like bird fluffs beautifully; the red gold and silver feathers throughout its massive 6 feet wingspan begin to take on a new shine.
She knows that call. As far away as it may be, and as different as it may sound, she knows the feeling of her hatchlings most powerful magic. She feels her hatchlings call. It has been four nesting seasons since her hatchling disappeared, taken from her. The seasons of depression that followed are forever etched into the magnificent creatures mind. Yet now, to be able to hear her child's call is again to breathe. Now the brilliance returns to this mother. She spreads her wings and lets the magic build within her. The magic she has been denying, afraid to find that her child was dead. It builds within her until it is nearly too much to contain.
Her feathers begin to flame in brightness, as if they are on fire from within. She takes various breaths, preparing for her own call. Finally, she takes one final breath, deep and long. She spreads her wings out and firmly places her taloned feet. Opening her hooked eagle's beak, she lets the magic flow out of her into her call. An eagle's screech emerges at first, high pitched and resonating. But almost immediately that screech deepens and turns to a ringing siren. The great redwood trees of the forest vibrate in unison with her call, singing their own song, which matches hers. Her siren call ends and she breaths heavily, it has taken much from her, as it always does to call. She waits; waits for an answer. Her mate will come, that is for sure. Her hopes, however, lie within the forest. Will they all come? Will they answer? They all know what she lost.
Her already rapid heartbeat quickens in fear when she hears no immediate response. It is a mother's nervousness. Then she hears it, the rustling, and joy fills her; they have come. She hops to the edge of her nest and prepares for flight. Determination filling her soul. Then the forest suddenly fills with countless voices of sirens. The air vibrates. The ground shakes in harmony. She jumps from the treetop and begins her fall to the forest floor. She keeps her wings close to her long slender body, creating more speed for herself. Her feathers, which had seemed to be filled with fire before are now beginning to glow frantically. Only, a few feet from the ground, she spreads her wings wide. They catch the draft and she rears from the vertical fall into an upward glide. At the moment when the air caught her wings, her body exploded into fire. The flames stream behind her as she moves through the forest, easily gliding through the trees. She picks up more speed by pumping her wings, anxious to go. The flames that stream through her body, continue on behind her an additional four feet, yet these red, golden and silver flames do not effect anything it touches. Around her, small flames of fire can be seen in the distance. Pleased by the support, she smiles the only way she can, she screeches in joy, letting them know where she is.
The edge of the forest comes into view; she will soon be on her way to claiming what is hers. The edge of the great forest only feet away.
On the outside of the forest lays meadows that reach for miles. Looking from these meadows toward the forest, once can see small flames of light, impossible to tell what it could be. Suddenly, flaming balls of light break through the edge of the forest, one after another; all spanned out across the edge. Nearly 20 eagle-like birds break through, all screeching their songs of magic, there bodies flaming brilliantly. Some are enormous, with a wingspan of 10 feet, the males. Some with red eyes, some with gold eyes, some with silver eyes. And they begin their journey. A journey to reclaim their lost child; because the hatchlings are the responsibility of all of them. But more than that; each is precious to them. Each is a future for them. They will go to the ends of the earth to get back that future.
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Ohhhh, could help be on the way. Maybe the Tortallans won't be alone in their fight against an unknown evil. Stay tuned for the next chapter of Complications.
REVIEW! I'm SERIOUS! If ya don't REVIEW, I'm gonna stop. Got it? Good.
SMILE
Karigan!