Forgotten Waters
It rained that day. Hard. I remember watching from my window as the drops cascaded onto the streets below, drenching the stone with molecules of liquid. Gutters were filled to the brim and ran like rivers down to the water ways. It washed away anything in sight. Leaves. Grass.
But not the pain.
I was twelve, only two years had passed. I wasn't ready yet. When it happened, there was a brief moment where I thought I would never be ready. I was supposed to set out and destroy something that couldn't be touched by man. I guess you could almost call it a god.
The rain continued with no end. Cushions next to me sank, followed by a heavy sigh. Our eyes meet briefly, both full of pain. His more so than mine. I wrap his head in my arms. He cries himself to sleep. It wasn't for grief. It was for fear. Fear for our home. Our people. Our world. All worlds. I vowed I would train harder and defeat the impossible. How, I wasn't sure.
I look out the window again. One less light in the sky. The day it rained.
The day Sin destroyed the Enchanted Domain.
What remained was a valley of twisted thorns. They had no warning and no way to survive. I couldn't see the damage myself, but I could feel the extent of it. Soon, summoners were sprouting from the darkest delves of the worlds to defeat the being. Many failed. Many died. So why were we even going to try? Because I believed we had something more to our band of guardians and our summoner. Something that would destroy Sin for good.
I only hoped I was right.
Coming Summer 2014