Return of Anemos
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Chapter 1 - Ivan's Visit to Prox
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A good five years had passed since the lighthouses were lit. Felix, Sheba, Jenna, Alex, Garet, and Mia lived in the rebuilt village of Vale; Piers lived in Prox; Isaac and Ivan lived with Hama and Feihzhi in Contigo.
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Having lived in Contigo for five years, it was wierd to leave and go visit a friend. Especially when it had to do with business. Especially when the friend was the only one that knew that which you seeked.
Having been released from his teleport spell, Ivan strode towards Prox. The once snow-covered town was in the middle of its summer season, leaving a thin layer of ice on the various structures.
As he entered the village, he spotted a little girl standing near a house. About three years old, with small pointed ears, crimson skin, blue eyes, and blue hair, the girl was probably considered an oddity in the village.
Until you take into account the fact that she was the daughter of one of Prox's saviors...
Taking a look at him, the girl ran towards the house's door, eager to find someone. The child hollared something into the house, and soon two adults exited the structure.
One was a fairly young woman, with crimson blonde hair and large pointed ears. The other was a seemingly middle-aged man with long blue hair flowing down his back. Both brandished short blades, apparently utilizing the philosophy of "be prepared" to good use.
He smiled as he approached them. "Hello Piers. Karst."
Though it had been years since any of them had met, they easily recognized each other. Pieers strode forward and clasped Ivan's hand, giving him a firm shake.
"Ivan, long time no see!"
Despite the urgency of his visit, Ivan smiled at his old ally. "How's the family?"
Karst waled up, placing an arm around Piers and a hand on her daughter's head. "It's been fun since Menardi was born. She's as wild as her late aunt used to be..."
Feeling a sour subject coming on, Ivan decided to get what he was coming for. "How about we go inside and chat?"
Piers stared at him, a glance that was suspicious, but at the same time worrysome. "Yes, lets."
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Inside the warm abode, Ivan sat on a coushined sofa. Like many homes owned by Prox warriors, Karst had sparsely furnished the abode, thus having few creature comforts available. Piers's arrival had added little to what was originally there, though the sofa was probably one of his ideas.
Across the small stone table sat Piers, Karst, and Menardi, all three sitting in old oak chairs. Menardi sat in her mother's lap while Piers stared directly at him.
"Piers, I need to ask you a question: have you ever heard of the word 'c'tala?'"
Both Piers and Karst went pale at the word, obviously not expecting the question. But what was it about the word that seemed to sacre them so? Piers swallowed hard. *Oh boy. It must be very bad news if a mere word could scare Piers so...*
Oddly enough, Karst was the first to speak. "That is the word for the apocalypse. It symbolizes the final war that the Mars Clan will fight."
"No."
Eyes drawn towards him, Piers shook his head. "No, it means more than that. Thousands of years ago, that word was used to symbolize a massive revolt against an evil empire on a sale that covered the world. The evil empire was overthrown, if I recall correctly. Where did you hear this word?"
This time, Ivan was the one to gulp. "It was in a vision of mine during a meditation. It was used by Isaac when we were fighting a massive army somewhere... That is all I remember..."
The three adults sat in silence, pondering this fact. Menardi, ignorant of what had transpired, dozed off...
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End of Chapter 1
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I don't have much to say here, though I appreciate the reviews that people wrote for Icy Blaze. Without those, this would never have taken off...
And I do not own Golden Sun...
And the next chapter is already on paper... I just need to type it... Hopefully it will be up by next week (before 10-14-03...)
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Chapter 1 - Ivan's Visit to Prox
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A good five years had passed since the lighthouses were lit. Felix, Sheba, Jenna, Alex, Garet, and Mia lived in the rebuilt village of Vale; Piers lived in Prox; Isaac and Ivan lived with Hama and Feihzhi in Contigo.
***
Having lived in Contigo for five years, it was wierd to leave and go visit a friend. Especially when it had to do with business. Especially when the friend was the only one that knew that which you seeked.
Having been released from his teleport spell, Ivan strode towards Prox. The once snow-covered town was in the middle of its summer season, leaving a thin layer of ice on the various structures.
As he entered the village, he spotted a little girl standing near a house. About three years old, with small pointed ears, crimson skin, blue eyes, and blue hair, the girl was probably considered an oddity in the village.
Until you take into account the fact that she was the daughter of one of Prox's saviors...
Taking a look at him, the girl ran towards the house's door, eager to find someone. The child hollared something into the house, and soon two adults exited the structure.
One was a fairly young woman, with crimson blonde hair and large pointed ears. The other was a seemingly middle-aged man with long blue hair flowing down his back. Both brandished short blades, apparently utilizing the philosophy of "be prepared" to good use.
He smiled as he approached them. "Hello Piers. Karst."
Though it had been years since any of them had met, they easily recognized each other. Pieers strode forward and clasped Ivan's hand, giving him a firm shake.
"Ivan, long time no see!"
Despite the urgency of his visit, Ivan smiled at his old ally. "How's the family?"
Karst waled up, placing an arm around Piers and a hand on her daughter's head. "It's been fun since Menardi was born. She's as wild as her late aunt used to be..."
Feeling a sour subject coming on, Ivan decided to get what he was coming for. "How about we go inside and chat?"
Piers stared at him, a glance that was suspicious, but at the same time worrysome. "Yes, lets."
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Inside the warm abode, Ivan sat on a coushined sofa. Like many homes owned by Prox warriors, Karst had sparsely furnished the abode, thus having few creature comforts available. Piers's arrival had added little to what was originally there, though the sofa was probably one of his ideas.
Across the small stone table sat Piers, Karst, and Menardi, all three sitting in old oak chairs. Menardi sat in her mother's lap while Piers stared directly at him.
"Piers, I need to ask you a question: have you ever heard of the word 'c'tala?'"
Both Piers and Karst went pale at the word, obviously not expecting the question. But what was it about the word that seemed to sacre them so? Piers swallowed hard. *Oh boy. It must be very bad news if a mere word could scare Piers so...*
Oddly enough, Karst was the first to speak. "That is the word for the apocalypse. It symbolizes the final war that the Mars Clan will fight."
"No."
Eyes drawn towards him, Piers shook his head. "No, it means more than that. Thousands of years ago, that word was used to symbolize a massive revolt against an evil empire on a sale that covered the world. The evil empire was overthrown, if I recall correctly. Where did you hear this word?"
This time, Ivan was the one to gulp. "It was in a vision of mine during a meditation. It was used by Isaac when we were fighting a massive army somewhere... That is all I remember..."
The three adults sat in silence, pondering this fact. Menardi, ignorant of what had transpired, dozed off...
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End of Chapter 1
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I don't have much to say here, though I appreciate the reviews that people wrote for Icy Blaze. Without those, this would never have taken off...
And I do not own Golden Sun...
And the next chapter is already on paper... I just need to type it... Hopefully it will be up by next week (before 10-14-03...)