Sky Islands : Anticipation.

Chapter 4: In The Boiling Isles.

The small wind gusted by the forest as the orange trees, waved in the wind. Leaves gently falling as they hit the dirt path alongside the grass. The flowers blossom and the sun slowly sets on a perfectly average day.

Amity sits upon her window, gazing out the stained glass. Watching the nature bloom outside, as she sighs jumping off the side and pulling out a notebook of sorts, grabbing a pen and continuing mid sentence from before.

"Ever since that weird rumble I felt months ago, it struck me weird. It felt like a call and not an earthquake of sorts. Maybe outside this place?"

"I've searched and heard legends of a Cryo-Genesis... not sure what it means, or could mean. Based on the name I'm sure it's a production of... ice? Snow? I'm not sure."

"I have memories I can't remember existing. A blue and pink girl... we were good friends, I'm not sure what happened if it was a dream..."

Amity would be re-reading over past notes trying to peice together what was happening. She closed the book and stood up, putting it in a ruck sack, getting dressed in some winter-type clothing. She grabbed the back pack and made her way out the house sneakily and through the village and over past some mountains. Hours would pass and she would be in the middle of nowhere, not sure exactly where to go.

"Where is it? Am I even in the right place...?" She thinks to herself, being stranded in a cold open area full of snow, she suddenly reaches a cave and quickly makes her way there, sitting down on a log, near a campfire that seems placed there long ago. Moss and fungi were growing over the campfire, so she tried to kick it off and start a fire. Succefully doing so, she sat and attempted to warm up, getting out a map and looking through it. Most of it was wiped from how old it was but she seemed to have drew it back on, discovering the places on her own.

"Damn... Where would a Shattered peice of history be?" She mumbled and stood up looking to the cave wall, raising an eyebrow as she wiped the wall with her glove. Seeing an ancient pattern, rough drawings of glowing blue orbs were there and drawings of people praying. She stood back a bit, and wiped more off. Seeing a triangle of colours, the bottom four being: Ocean Blue; Slime Green; Autumn Orange; Pretty Purple.

The next set of colours being: Bright White; Pitch Black.

The final colour being Red.

All the colours were formed into a pyramid and it seemed huge when a person was scaled next to it. Amity raised an eyebrow not understanding any of this old ancient drawings. She saw a number "3036" carved on the wall too with other drawings. Nothing made any sense to her as she scoffed and pressed the middle which seemed to be a button to opening a door.

She got distracted by the drawings and shook her head and walked inside the doors once the old technology slowly opened. She walked through and saw hundreds of carvings and drawings never seen before. She was looking around and noticed a drawing that caught her eye. A huge beat staring at a small floating thing. She curiously looked at it wondering what it ment, if it was a recording of a past time event that was never seen by anyone else. She kept wondering and saw another drawing of what seemed to look like a purple beast corrupting the land, but defeated by something.

Amity looked around the other walls, it was a huge hallway covered in drawings and other historical events that seemed to never have been told or recorded by anyone. In fact a week ago Amity came here and the wall was never there. But now it was... she seemed too curious to leave. She saw giant letters scattered around. "C" and "I" and "o" and "A" and "F" and "T" and "F" and "L" and "I" and "N".