Chapter 2-Lumonous Festival SPIRIT OF FATE
As Lloyd and Genis approached the Festival upon the plateau, (yes, they had to climb stairs, oy) sounds could be heard, one of which, a voice, made all the other sounds seem dim. "THIS IS JUST MARVELOUS!" Genis sighed in displeasure.
" I guess she's in ruin-mode, I'd better save her from tearing up the place." The small mage then sprinted up the mountain ahead of Lloyd, Lloyd then sighed," Why is it always-''he shifted the stone more into his grip, " argh, harder to carry things up stairs!"
Lloyd sighed in relief as he placed the stone down on the pedestal, he looked up and a grin spread across his face as he saw the scene before him. "I MUST STUDY-GENIS LET ME GO!" Genis was clutching his sister around the waste to hold her back from a displayed ruin and scriptures. "Ah no-no way, you'll end up costing us a fortune in repairs if you even touch it, I'm not wasting our money on something that is 3,000 years old, and should be in ruin." The familiar quarrel made Lloyd laugh, it was so obvious this was going to happen, maybe no taking so many chances, like something like this, was a good thing."
"Lloyd!" Two young women approached him, one black haired and one the exact opposite, they both had attire on that matched the occasion well. Long white robes cascaded from their shoulders down to the ground, and gloves were slipped on there hands that matched the body wear. "Lloyd-'' As you know a robe that layers over your feet may cause you to trip, for a certain Chosen, this was not the best to wear…
"Owww…I'm okay!" She quickly got up and continued to walk towards Lloyd. The ninja spoke up, "How's it going, are you enjoy the festival?" Lloyd stretched his arms out, "Other than the fact I had to carry a 500 pond stone up the million staired staircase and I can't feel my arms, yep I'm enjoying it." The trio laughed. Lloyd looked over at the magic swordsman, being his usual self, ignoring all enjoyment the world has to offer. (Just so you know this is before going to the Tower of Salvation, the group wanted to have some last minute fun, lucky them) Suddenly an elder approached them.
"I'm sorry to interrupt your fun, but do you by any chance have the Stone?" He walked near the twin swordsman. "The small child that is holding back that maniac told me a red-clad swordsman would be carrying up the stone." Lloyd nodded and pointed towards the (INCREDIBLY) heavy stone. Lloyd then thought about the man's words on Raine, 'maniac' haha, priceless. "Thank you good sir, now the ritual can begin, I shall inform the Keepers of the Bell to ring the ceremonial bells." He then walked away, holding the Stone with ease. Lloyd then sat down on a wooden bench, admiring the festive lights and decorative object lining the festival in color, his gaze then rested on the old man walking away in the distance.
How can an old man like him carry something like that? Lloyd then placed his head on his arms, like a pillow, and his earlier thoughts drifted into mind…
Lloyd seems preoccupied huh? Well the next chapter will be something to remember, thank you! PLEASE COMMENT.