A look into the past: A Village once Lost

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May walked through the trees down the familiar road, gently nudging rocks out of the way and pushing passed overgrown trees and bushes, she left the others somewhere behind her, this she was doing alone. After a few minutes of struggling, she finally got through, to the opening in the trees. She held her breath and walked forward. She knew this place, the field she came to when she was alone, the long grass was reaching up and tickling her hands, this was the field she was in when the village took her mother.

As she walked on, she could see her father's house, and surprisingly it was still standing after twenty summers, here it stood in one solid piece. If May listened closely she could hear her Mother's laughter and could feel her Father's warmth. However in the distance, laughter she truly did hear, a child's laugh.

When May reached the house, the laughter grew louder. She walked, looked around the corner of the house, and there a little girl who was playing with an elderly man. The man stood tall even with the wrinkles and grey hair. Maydeen's gaze swept over him curiously and the girl's laughter stopped.

"Papa?" she whimpered and ran to her Father's leg, as the man turned around.

The half-breed's breath caught, as she stared in the eyes of a man she watched die, Saroff Norel. "Maydeen? Maydeen, my girl, is that you?" Tears were starting to pour onto his cheeks as he slowly walked closer.

"Papa?" May felt the clouds coming closer to rain down, yet the sun still shined as tears filled her vision. "Papa, I thought...I thought you-"

"I know my dear I did too." He no longer held back as he grabbed his lost daughter in a tight hug. "My baby, you're back! You came back to us."

May and the skies were crying happy tears, they stood like that until they were drenched.

"Papa?" a little voice said from the doorway of the house, May looked at Saroff with big eyes.

"Papa?" she questioned, and Saroff nodded solemn faced.

"Yes, this is Elkatreya, your little sister."

Maydeen unwillingly took a step back, "I have a sister?" She asked in a slight panic, "since when?"

"Come inside Child, we need to talk." Her father gently touched her elbow and lead her into house that held so many memories, but there was one room that hadn't been there before...and an oil painting of a little girl with big flowery eyes and leaves in her hair it was May before she left with Kan-Ton.

Everything was the same; the open room held a crackling fire in the middle within the hearth and wooden benches with skins stuffed full of cotton and hay laying on top of their hard wooden bottoms. The only difference was, the room held a new feeling, and the chairs looked as if they had been polished.

But it wasn't the room that caught Maydeen's eye, and held back her breath, it was the figure sitting near the fire.

May glanced at Saroff who was gently smiling back and he nodded.

"Mama?" The Figure turned and sure enough her plant like eyes held the same love as before.

"Maydeen? Maydeen, my darling daughter!" May ran to Amrvex and threw her arms around the still sitting Elemental.

"Mama! I thought you were gone forever!" May knew that Elementals couldn't cry but if they did, her Mother would be doing it now.

"Me too, my dear where have you been we've been waiting for you to return to us." May sat back and the girl, Elkatreya, was sitting across the fire watching with big curious eyes.

"Mama what's going on?" she asked as her stare went from May to Amrvex, then back.

"Elkatreya my darling, come here and meet your older sister, you know the one we told you about." Elkatreya crossed her arms and her eyes held a dark light, but Maydeen seemed to be the only one that noticed as the young child came closer.

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