A nation of Forgotten metal [discontinued]

chapter six

Chapter six: Barbatos!!, when I catch you Barbatos!!!

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It had been a few days since the shooting stars shot past y/n's head, ever since they did, she felt like something had been changed, like a new fight had begun when there wasn't one, however she could never put her finger on what was different. In order to clear her head y/n decided to head out for a bit and walk around the city, in order to clear her mind and hopefully get rid of the odd feeling. Before she could leave, she once interrupted by one of the temple keepers took notice of her.

Zuetrice: Lady Ikram, are you heading out today?

Y/N (Ikram): Zuetrice... yep, so I'll be going now

Zuetrice: hold up my lady, please allow me to accompany you

Y/N (Ikram): don't worry Zuetrice you don't need to accompany me-

Zuetrice: to late I've already submitted the notice

Y/N (Ikram) pov: that was quick

Y/N (Ikram): ah- very well then

y/n was walking through the city centre, soon noticing a large crowd gathering near the large fountain in the centre of the city, as the soft sound of music floated from within the large group of people.

Y/N (Ikram) pov: what's attracting such a large crowd

Out of curiosity y/n made her way towards the large crowd, the people within moving to the side to open a path for the Archon, per the request of the temple keeper with her. Eventually y/n had found the source of the large crowd. Two familiar braids floated at the sides of the bard a welcoming breeze ushering people to him, a green cloak resting on his shoulders, as a wooden lyre sat tight in the grip of his palm, a small Cecelia attached to it while his finger strummed the cords that glowed with blue light, honeyed notes playing one after the other.

???: A bard's oath is one that's precious, so let my words be heard, for I poem I have, not by me but by a friend who was dear to me~

???: Fly Fly away, like a bird in the sky, see the world on my behalf, to the heavens may you fly, for my story has ended but yours will soon begin, for the wind will call your name, and the sky is yours

As the bard finished talking y/n felt a heavy gaze coming from him, their gazes meeting with familiarity. But just as soon as they caught each other eye, the bard turned and left walking in the direction of another crowd, soon disappearing amongst the people. Soon wisps of conversation started to float around the almost all of them mentioning the bards song.

Zuetrice: My lady, are you alright. Shall we keep moving

Y/N (Ikram): no, I'm fine. Thank you for accompanying me this far, but I think you should head back to the temple, I need to go outside the city.

Zuetrice: I see, then I shall be on my way *bows before leaving*

After Zuetrice left, y/n started making her way to the outskirts of the city, making her way to the archons abode, this time a dandelion seed is what she followed, it lead her to the abode as it followed in the turns of the breeze. Soon a short song could be heard as y/n reached the top of the mountain. Unlike most days the wind was strong today, waving y/n's hair in all directions as she stood behind the bard from before. There he was sitting over the edge of the mountain, twirling a small glaze lily that he held in his fingertips, the two braids waving frantically in the wind, as the bard began too sing a cheery tune.

???: fill up the barrels, store them away, then wait... wait, for a windier day, wax the bottles seal them tight-

Y/N (Ikram): so tell me which timeline is that song from Barbatos