The sunshine is in my face. It burns my eyes when I open them and puts me in a bad mood. I roll over to the other side of the bed to cuddle up and fall back asleep, only to feel barely warm blankets. My eyes pop open and I'm sitting up running my hands over the empty side of the bed. I don't want to believe that he went to the Bonding without waking me so I push it from my mind. I check all of the rooms but don't find him. He's gone but I can still feel him so he hasn't been gone for very long. Hopefully I can stop him from doing something that I know he can't do.
I walk over to the window and see that the Life Tree is surrounded in green lightning. Panicking I pull on my clothes and run out of the house. For me, it's a short run through the city towards the Life Tree looming in the distance because I remember the shortcuts I used to take as a child. I can feel the magic coursing through the air and I know it's not good. The magic surrounding the Life Tree is strong and I can't pass through the Bonding Ceremony barrier. I can just make out the shapes of the wizards. I can see him but I already know that it's too late. He's standing with the Other. Knees trembling, I sink to the ground overwhelmed by emotion. He should have woken me, but I know why he didn't. He didn't want me to see him, didn't want to leave on bad terms, didn't want to have to say good by. I rest my head on my knees, place my hands on the Bonding barrier, and scream. A harsh sound, too full of emotion that people passing hurry quicker on their way because they think the Bonding went wrong. As a society we all understand that the Bonding can go wrong, myths and superstitions passed on from our mothers mothers and on carry deep within the hearts of many. No one stops, no one looks, thats the way things are always done.
My wish, though extremely selfish, is that Other will kill him so that he won't have to deal with life afterwards. I don't wish the insanity on anyone that comes after a meeting with the Other. The insatiable hunger for things that do not exist anymore, the fear that is caused to and by others. The outrage of being separated by everything that you loved and will love because the Other changes you into something that borders the fine line between myth and reality. Even outside of the Bonding it can still manifest and show itself to anyone, causing insanity to take them over. The insanity turns them into something else, along with whatever the Other does to them, he seems into their bones alters the soul. Something completely different, something tainted, things that only walked the Earth before the Calamity. I can feel heat through my palms and look up just as the barrier implodes. Green light sends the world into chaos, I see him hit the ground and I take off running. Before I can make it the wizards surround me to keep me away from him. The Other still stands, he points and me and disappears with the blood stained body of my Morlo.
Another figure takes his place, instead of the Other's dark swirling green it's made out of a bright silver light. The wizards begin to bow, I'm left standing there staring at the figure. It comes up to me and holds out it's hands.
As I reach out for it, as if I cannot control my own emotions. I see a streams and smudges of the blood that's left on the ground. When I place my hands in it's it cradles them almost like a mother does a child. It looks at me with it's featureless face somehow I can tell that it's happy. "Your the one I've been looking for. Do you accept?" I stand there speechless and in shock for the first time in my life, nodding I can feel a soft warmth on the places where it's hands touch mine. This is the first time I have felt this much warmth and love since my mother passed away when I was a small child. Slowly, it begins to fade and my vision tunnels as I pass out I feel the hands of the wizards behind me and hear a voice telling me that everything will be okay.
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Millenniums Apart
Teen FictionSitha, the original guardian of the Life Tree watches it for millenniums. She watches as people make their pilgrimage to it to place bells, a form of peace offering, on the branches. One day she sees an odd man watching her. This strange young man b...