Part 4: The End
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The voice in the sky spoke again. It was a deep voice, neither male nor female.
"You don't belong here, my children." The sound came from nowhere in particular, yet from everywhere. We bowed, and a soft breeze blew over us, sending shivers through my whole body. I saw another light, and I passed out.
I heard the sound of the sea. It filled my every sense. A gull screamed overhead, and a foghorn sounded. I opened my eyes carefully. I was alive again, sure enough. The Charter had sent me back. My work was not done.
I stood slowly, and found myself on all fours. I took in a deep breath, and I could smell. Oh how I could smell! My eyes were certainly a downside though. I saw in shades of black and white, but my other senses made it made up for it. Using my hearing and smell I managed to make out where I was as quickly as if I had the eyes of a hawk. I turned to look at myself. My body was the deepest shade of black, with highlights where the light reflected off it. My long tail was in an elegant curve. I walked over to a window and looked at my reflection. I saw myself and laughed. I was in the shape of a rat, yet I was beautiful. This would be fun. Rats were one of the Charter's original creations, and the Charter favored them above all else. They had a level of intelligence only matched by humans, and in some ways beyond even theirs.
Outside there was a small city, and the ocean not far off. I turned around, and Kibeth ran to me. She was in the shape of a large black dog. She licked me with her long tongue and I sneezed.
She turned, and I followed her gaze. All my siblings stood there. Mosrael was a large white dove, her feathers still shining in the dim light. Dyrim stood next to Belgaer. She was a great eagle. My instincts screamed at me to run, but I forced them back and continued looking around. Belgaer was a large panther, his black coat rippling as he breathed. Last stood Ranna, a great owl. His large eyes were unchanged, just as they were before he died. We smiled to each without saying a word, and all walked our seperate ways.
We spread out, each taking a region of the World As We Know It, waiting until the Charter needed us again.
I witnessed many things throughout my journey. I saw birds and beasts and humans. I ran through the forest aiding all of the Charter's creatures.
It must have been a hundred years before I met up with my vision. A girl, with black hair and dark eyes, who reminded me very much of myself, crossed into my Forest. She used Charter Magic to form a spell, and I watched her soul walk into the land of the Dead. I followed her, silently and carefully so she would not notice, although stealth was not something I lacked. She stood in the Great River, her small hand grabbed her sword, and she walked, against the current, through the second gate. I looked behind me, into life, and saw a small white cat. He had a small bell around his neck. My bell. He winked, and I saw him as he was before I died. I saw Yrael. I turned back to the girl and followed her. I followed her deep into Death.
I never saw Yrael again, nor any of my other siblings. But, I have seen the world, and now I rest. Waiting again until the day the Charter needs me. Someday.
A/N: I have been informed some of the info in this was wrong, and quite frankly, I don't care. Thank a TON for reading, and a TON more if you review.
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-random-candle