CHAPTER 2
The "Eons" is what they used to call themselves. It was a title to address the seven spiritual entities of the Moons, and as they are timeless, the word fits them well. For the present inhabitants of Arcadia, it is a mistake for them to think that the Moons are no more than their physical selves that hover above the upper sky, governing climate and life on the immediate continents below them. No, the physical sphere of the moon was, for a long time during the age of the Old World, merely a symbolic object that hung in the heavens to signify the existence of the particular Eon; objects charged with the energy and colour of the Eon. They were not physical beings, as you and I may imagine, but simply spiritual energy. Pure, untainted magic.
The Eons were energy with consciousness. They knew of each other, and of the earth-sphere called Arcadia by mankind. They knew not the difference between good and evil. Eventually, mankind discovered they could call upon the spirit force of the Eons, and be granted a small part of their energy to do his bidding. The requirements were simple enough: hold the intended use of the Eon's power firmly in the mind, be strong enough spirit, and call forth the Eon. Thus, it is in this way that one with good or evil intent may borrow the awesome power of the Eons, and it is thus that these Eons could produce forth the most devastating rains of destruction. But if the one calling forth the Eons wished to do so without being strong enough in spirit, the Eons would not respond, the bidder being left on his own.
The Eons each had their own names, once, but have so long since been forgotten by mankind that the Eons themselves have forgotten them. They themselves have no use for individual names; no one energy resonates like another. The only entities whose names are still whispered within the ripple of energy that is Eon consciousness are "Paralu", or great mother, and "Daydraea," or the earth-child.
Paralu, and later her daughter, Daydraea, were of a different spiritual ki than the Eons. This was to be expected; Paralu is the spiritual entity of the earth itself, that which the people named Arcadia. She drew from a deep reservoir of energy, and all of it used to create life and was needed to keep the world balanced, lush, and healthy. Paralu was of higher consciousness than the Eons, since she, unlike her companions the Moons, governed a massive, dynamic living organism. She did her job well, and she did it with love. The odd times that the power of the Eons would reach down and disrupt something made very little difference overall on the cycles of Arcadia, and Paralu and the Eons had a peaceful relationship.
As time marched on, Paralu started to tire, though she was no less diligent than the day she began. She knew it would soon be time to pass her responsibilities onto another, knowing that Arcadia could only be kept as fresh and lush as it has been with a new spiritual governor. She also knew that as the people and creatures of her world continued to grow and evolve, it would not be sufficient to remain within a spirit form. While all the spiritual entities could take on physical forms for brief periods of time, Paralu's successor must be able to have a permanent physical body so that she may better address and attend to her duties. The earth was always changing; but it had changed to a point that was forcing Paralu to change as well.
Paralu created Daydraea, a slight girl who would forever appear to be the age of fourteen, with rusty-blonde hair that descended to be waist- length, and green-grey eyes. Unforeseen by great mother, however, was that by creating another physical manifestation of herself, Daydraea was left without the power to manipulate her spirit. In common terms, Daydraea could not use magic.
A most loving child, and most devout to the duties she was born to, Paralu knew that her daughter would do her best to take care of the earth that her mother had given her.but she also knew that without magic power, Daydraea would be left without the ability to protect Arcadia should the situation arise.
It was the Eon of the Black Moon who stepped in, then. Unusually fond of Arcadia, and Paralu, he presented a solution. He could create twin bracelets, one to be worn on each wrist, made of black moonstones. Forgotten even in the most recent of the ancient tales of the Eons, the Black Moon was that of darkness, and power. Incredible strength of spirit was required to call down the power of the Black Eon, and those that could manage to muster up the spirit that it took to do so were destroyed soon afterwards, left with nothing after the bidding. These bracelets would tap directly into the power of the Black Moon so that Daydraea would be able to call upon any earthen magic she may ever need, and as a spiritual being herself, would suffer no repercussions.
This was the solution Paralu needed. Black Eon gladly gave Daydraea the bracelets, twin bands of shiny, smooth black moonstone that fit her wrists perfectly. Since then, the bond between the ki of the Black Moon and that of the earth was strong, and Daydraea has since addressed the Eon as "uncle".
With her daughter now able to fulfill her duties, and likely even better than Paralu ever could, it was time for her consciousness to rest. The gathering of energy that was the spirit of Paralu swirled around Daydraea one final time, and dissolved into the very air.
The remaining six Eons were enraged. The powers and energies of their being were freely given to the mankind who sought them, but they were primitive creatures! Was it not enough that the earth spirit would always be greater than the seven combined, that it needed energy from that of the Eons as well?
Feeling their positions threatened, the six decided that none of the people of Arcadia must ever learn of this, for, as legends go, the workings of the Gods are rarely left secret. They held a swift counsel, knowing that Dayraea would be quick to learn from Black Eon the ways of magic, and any chance for an attack would be lost. A plan decided, the counsel broke and implemented it immediately.
A simple, yet adequate stone structure was erected by Red Eon, the gardens surrounding it established by Green Eon. Daydraea was located and quickly seized by the Silver Eon, and brought to the new stone structure, as Purple, Blue, and Yellow Eons fought any resistance from Black. As great as the Black Eon's power was, despite being pure power, its energy was only as great as the next Eon. To challenge power greater than he could handle would be the undoing of himself.
Daydraea, scared, and as of yet unable to summon enough of the earth sphere's energy to protect her, was placed onto a polished stone throne in the room at the far end of the confinement to which she was being banished. The Yellow Eon took her bracelets, the Blue Eon placed the pretty spirit girl into a deep sleep, using a powerful spell, and finally, the Purple Eon arranged her on the stone throne. The Red Eon sealed the room, with Silver creating the counter-spell that would release her. The rage and jealousy of the Eons ran strong, but they knew that there may come a time when it was no longer feasible for the guardian and nurturing spirit of the earth to remain asleep within a secluded rock structure. They decided that it would be best to hide the bracelets, and scatter them separately into the world, since they could not destroy them. Green etched these words into the rock wall that sealed her chamber:
Abandoned by her wise old mother, she is shut into deep sleep and away in anticipation of the arrival of god or man to speak the words that would render the spell broken. The words spoken thus: return, be shown to us, and awaken, the earth-child called Daydraea!
But what if the Black Eon were to sneak into this place, and release her himself? Then surely all would be lost! It was quickly realized that Black had to be eliminated as a threat. Banding together the sum of their energies, the mad six focused, and destroyed the Black Moon. It is impossible to destroy energy, and spiritual energy is no different - however, with the destruction of the moon, the most physical concentration of the Eon's energy and power, the energy was scattered. Dissipated across all of Arcadia, the Black Eon could no longer summon enough energy at any given time to be more than a voice and a shimmer.
It was then that the Moons began to preside over their chosen continents, and to shape the climate and land accordingly. It was later, then, that Old World Arcadia as Daydraea knew it, would be decimated by the Rains of Destruction, plunging her once highland sleeping place into the bowels of Deep Sky.
As time continued its flow, the earth child was forgotten, and the spell placed upon her slowly weakened, but never broke. Daydraea could feel herself in a state of semi-consciousness, similar to that of human dozing, and although she was in this slow state of awakening for centuries, it felt like mere few human minutes. She could see nothing but darkness. Suddenly, as though a great fog were lifting, she could see and even feel light begin to caress her timeless face and skin, and she felt warm.but then as the light grew brighter, the great fog that was leaving her body began to swell and collect into her head. The light had reached its peak, and she could see four figures in silhouette a short distance away.
'But shouldn't there be six.?' she asked herself seemingly out of nowhere. Attempting to move, a new wave of weakness washed over her, and a heavy drowsiness swept her back into sleep as the four began to approach the stone throne.
The "Eons" is what they used to call themselves. It was a title to address the seven spiritual entities of the Moons, and as they are timeless, the word fits them well. For the present inhabitants of Arcadia, it is a mistake for them to think that the Moons are no more than their physical selves that hover above the upper sky, governing climate and life on the immediate continents below them. No, the physical sphere of the moon was, for a long time during the age of the Old World, merely a symbolic object that hung in the heavens to signify the existence of the particular Eon; objects charged with the energy and colour of the Eon. They were not physical beings, as you and I may imagine, but simply spiritual energy. Pure, untainted magic.
The Eons were energy with consciousness. They knew of each other, and of the earth-sphere called Arcadia by mankind. They knew not the difference between good and evil. Eventually, mankind discovered they could call upon the spirit force of the Eons, and be granted a small part of their energy to do his bidding. The requirements were simple enough: hold the intended use of the Eon's power firmly in the mind, be strong enough spirit, and call forth the Eon. Thus, it is in this way that one with good or evil intent may borrow the awesome power of the Eons, and it is thus that these Eons could produce forth the most devastating rains of destruction. But if the one calling forth the Eons wished to do so without being strong enough in spirit, the Eons would not respond, the bidder being left on his own.
The Eons each had their own names, once, but have so long since been forgotten by mankind that the Eons themselves have forgotten them. They themselves have no use for individual names; no one energy resonates like another. The only entities whose names are still whispered within the ripple of energy that is Eon consciousness are "Paralu", or great mother, and "Daydraea," or the earth-child.
Paralu, and later her daughter, Daydraea, were of a different spiritual ki than the Eons. This was to be expected; Paralu is the spiritual entity of the earth itself, that which the people named Arcadia. She drew from a deep reservoir of energy, and all of it used to create life and was needed to keep the world balanced, lush, and healthy. Paralu was of higher consciousness than the Eons, since she, unlike her companions the Moons, governed a massive, dynamic living organism. She did her job well, and she did it with love. The odd times that the power of the Eons would reach down and disrupt something made very little difference overall on the cycles of Arcadia, and Paralu and the Eons had a peaceful relationship.
As time marched on, Paralu started to tire, though she was no less diligent than the day she began. She knew it would soon be time to pass her responsibilities onto another, knowing that Arcadia could only be kept as fresh and lush as it has been with a new spiritual governor. She also knew that as the people and creatures of her world continued to grow and evolve, it would not be sufficient to remain within a spirit form. While all the spiritual entities could take on physical forms for brief periods of time, Paralu's successor must be able to have a permanent physical body so that she may better address and attend to her duties. The earth was always changing; but it had changed to a point that was forcing Paralu to change as well.
Paralu created Daydraea, a slight girl who would forever appear to be the age of fourteen, with rusty-blonde hair that descended to be waist- length, and green-grey eyes. Unforeseen by great mother, however, was that by creating another physical manifestation of herself, Daydraea was left without the power to manipulate her spirit. In common terms, Daydraea could not use magic.
A most loving child, and most devout to the duties she was born to, Paralu knew that her daughter would do her best to take care of the earth that her mother had given her.but she also knew that without magic power, Daydraea would be left without the ability to protect Arcadia should the situation arise.
It was the Eon of the Black Moon who stepped in, then. Unusually fond of Arcadia, and Paralu, he presented a solution. He could create twin bracelets, one to be worn on each wrist, made of black moonstones. Forgotten even in the most recent of the ancient tales of the Eons, the Black Moon was that of darkness, and power. Incredible strength of spirit was required to call down the power of the Black Eon, and those that could manage to muster up the spirit that it took to do so were destroyed soon afterwards, left with nothing after the bidding. These bracelets would tap directly into the power of the Black Moon so that Daydraea would be able to call upon any earthen magic she may ever need, and as a spiritual being herself, would suffer no repercussions.
This was the solution Paralu needed. Black Eon gladly gave Daydraea the bracelets, twin bands of shiny, smooth black moonstone that fit her wrists perfectly. Since then, the bond between the ki of the Black Moon and that of the earth was strong, and Daydraea has since addressed the Eon as "uncle".
With her daughter now able to fulfill her duties, and likely even better than Paralu ever could, it was time for her consciousness to rest. The gathering of energy that was the spirit of Paralu swirled around Daydraea one final time, and dissolved into the very air.
The remaining six Eons were enraged. The powers and energies of their being were freely given to the mankind who sought them, but they were primitive creatures! Was it not enough that the earth spirit would always be greater than the seven combined, that it needed energy from that of the Eons as well?
Feeling their positions threatened, the six decided that none of the people of Arcadia must ever learn of this, for, as legends go, the workings of the Gods are rarely left secret. They held a swift counsel, knowing that Dayraea would be quick to learn from Black Eon the ways of magic, and any chance for an attack would be lost. A plan decided, the counsel broke and implemented it immediately.
A simple, yet adequate stone structure was erected by Red Eon, the gardens surrounding it established by Green Eon. Daydraea was located and quickly seized by the Silver Eon, and brought to the new stone structure, as Purple, Blue, and Yellow Eons fought any resistance from Black. As great as the Black Eon's power was, despite being pure power, its energy was only as great as the next Eon. To challenge power greater than he could handle would be the undoing of himself.
Daydraea, scared, and as of yet unable to summon enough of the earth sphere's energy to protect her, was placed onto a polished stone throne in the room at the far end of the confinement to which she was being banished. The Yellow Eon took her bracelets, the Blue Eon placed the pretty spirit girl into a deep sleep, using a powerful spell, and finally, the Purple Eon arranged her on the stone throne. The Red Eon sealed the room, with Silver creating the counter-spell that would release her. The rage and jealousy of the Eons ran strong, but they knew that there may come a time when it was no longer feasible for the guardian and nurturing spirit of the earth to remain asleep within a secluded rock structure. They decided that it would be best to hide the bracelets, and scatter them separately into the world, since they could not destroy them. Green etched these words into the rock wall that sealed her chamber:
Abandoned by her wise old mother, she is shut into deep sleep and away in anticipation of the arrival of god or man to speak the words that would render the spell broken. The words spoken thus: return, be shown to us, and awaken, the earth-child called Daydraea!
But what if the Black Eon were to sneak into this place, and release her himself? Then surely all would be lost! It was quickly realized that Black had to be eliminated as a threat. Banding together the sum of their energies, the mad six focused, and destroyed the Black Moon. It is impossible to destroy energy, and spiritual energy is no different - however, with the destruction of the moon, the most physical concentration of the Eon's energy and power, the energy was scattered. Dissipated across all of Arcadia, the Black Eon could no longer summon enough energy at any given time to be more than a voice and a shimmer.
It was then that the Moons began to preside over their chosen continents, and to shape the climate and land accordingly. It was later, then, that Old World Arcadia as Daydraea knew it, would be decimated by the Rains of Destruction, plunging her once highland sleeping place into the bowels of Deep Sky.
As time continued its flow, the earth child was forgotten, and the spell placed upon her slowly weakened, but never broke. Daydraea could feel herself in a state of semi-consciousness, similar to that of human dozing, and although she was in this slow state of awakening for centuries, it felt like mere few human minutes. She could see nothing but darkness. Suddenly, as though a great fog were lifting, she could see and even feel light begin to caress her timeless face and skin, and she felt warm.but then as the light grew brighter, the great fog that was leaving her body began to swell and collect into her head. The light had reached its peak, and she could see four figures in silhouette a short distance away.
'But shouldn't there be six.?' she asked herself seemingly out of nowhere. Attempting to move, a new wave of weakness washed over her, and a heavy drowsiness swept her back into sleep as the four began to approach the stone throne.