Part 14

"HUUUUuuuuuu" came a loud yawn from between the pink eyes. "How long was I out for?" the words were spoken in a long droned female voice that was the exact opposite of what it had been before, even the presence was different. The voice soothing, as were the eyes. The fog was letting up as well. They could see more and more of the features of the others faces, as well as who, or maybe 'what' would be a better way to describe her.

She was the size of two whole dragons, she was also a dragon herself. The one thing about her that was very odd was that she had not one head, but two. The left one was awake, alert, and talking to them, while the right head was sleeping. You could see where its head crashed on the paving stones, cracking them. The ash colored dragon spoke again, "don't be afraid, little one. I will not harm you; I have entered this plane of existence to give you encouragement, and instruction. You all are about to start the last leg of Eirika's journey, and it will not be an easy one. Whether you have been there with her the whole time, or not, each of you will play a key part in helping her."

" Eirika, you will have to use all your skills you have gained from the information you have learned about your past, as well as some skills you still have yet to learn, to fight the evil that will other wise engulf the land." "Hold it! Wait! Eirika is just, well, Eirika. She can't fight this 'great evil', can she?" Ericol had been interrupted by Kechara. "Well…I'm not exactly your average gnome." Eirika said, aiming it at everyone. She knew it was time to tell them all about her past, and who she really was.

Ashalind was jarred from her memories by another earthquake. But there was something different about this one. The ground was ripping apart right in front of her! She jumped up, and instantly knew the spell she had to use; it was one of the first spells her master had taught her.

She sprang to the opening and began chanting, as she chanted purple ropes appeared out of thin air and began latching themselves onto both sides of the chasm, which was increasing at an alarming rate as more time passed. Alarmed Ashalind continued casting; she cast the spell over and over, hoping that each time she cast it would add more power to the binding spell.

Just as Ashalind was loosing hope, she felt a familiar presence to her right, as her eyes filled with tears she looked over and saw the spirit of her first master, who had taught her everything she knew.

"don't give up, just keep casting."

So she didn't stop, not even when he added his essence to the spell. The chasm had stopped widening so fast, but it was still getting larger.

Ashalind felt another presence by her side, but it was to her left this time. She looked over and it was Tearie, she smiled, and whispered some words of encouragement to her before adding her essence to the spell.

"Don't give up, and don't forget."

So Ashalind didn't stop casting, after what seemed like an eternity, with tears in her eyes, the gap finally stopped growing, and began to shrink. It continually got smaller until it was only a crack again.

Ashalind sat down right there in the snow, and began to sob.