The Legend of Saironelloistya [COMPLETED]

Chapter 25: The End of The World As We Know It

Aranellevanima looked at me in shock, before she burst out laughing. She exclaimed, "Yes, Saironelloistya, we have to destroy the amulet!"

Herulepilin and Herievamornie looked at Aranellevanima and I in confusion, until I said, "I'll explain when we get back." With that, Aranellevanima and I left the stage.

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After some discussion between Aranellevanima and I, we decided to go back to the woods where we had last encountered Martamo, on our way back to Meneltarma. When we arrived there, after the one day journey, Martamo was already waiting for us. She smiled at our confusion, and teased "Did I not tell you I was omnificent? I knew you would be looking for me, so I came back here." She looked different than she had before, no longer looking like she had been weeping, but instead, she looked like she had come into a state of acceptance. She still wore the green and blue dress, and her eyes with their iridescent coloring, were mesmerizing. She wore wooden shoes, which were sprouting leaves, and she wore gloves woven of spider webs, shimmering like woven silver. The laugh lines around her eyes were still there, and her eyes had a sparkle to them that spoke of joy and wisdom beyond measure.

"You spoke of the nature of your omniscience," Aranellevanima responded merrily, "Which means you know why we are here?"

Martamo nodded, and responded to me, "Saironelloistya, bring forth The Amulet of Lúmë ar Parma, that it may be destroyed."

I removed it from around my neck, and looked at it, remembering its history, and its creation. I remembered the gathering of each of its ingredients, every conversation with Aranellevanima, Saironellotoron, Nardil, Laureaferedir, Nimloth, Herulepilin, the other Councillors, Laicaroquen, and the citizens of Meneltarma, and my trials. I remembered every feeling I had experienced on this journey, and I remembered my centuries of emotional control. I held it tightly in my hand, and said, "With this amulet, I started a war, and caused the deaths of many of my friends, yet with its destruction, I do not prevent it. Why should it be destroyed?"

Martamo went to respond, but Aranellevanima spoke first, saying, "The Amulet of Lúmë ar Parma has caused much death and pain, and it will cause more. It contains much power, and people are often dark, and want power, even being willing to kill for it. To allow it to exist, is to allow it claim more lives. With any power, comes an equal level of responsibility, and with a power like this, the responsibility is too great for any one person to possess. It must be destroyed, Saironelloistya!"

I looked at her, realizing that what she spoke was true, and handed Martamo the Amulet, as she looked at Aranellevanima, and said, "You, Aranellevanima, have grown since this party began, by far the most, and certainly in a positive way. Your intelligence and wisdom have grown exponentially, and your other traits such as your selflessness, have grown as well. Herievamornie is proud of you." She turned to me, and said, "You, on the other hand, Saironelloistya, still have much room to grow. You are very set in your ways, but that will change before the end. You have grown in some traits, such as your emotionalism, your empathy, and your hopefullness. Your faith in the Gods has grown as well, which is surprising, because of the life they have given you." She smiled, and said, "Aranellevanima, and Saironelloistya, I am proud of both of you, because you gave this world your all, and accomplished that which you set out to do."

Aranellevanima looked at Martamo and me, and said. "Excuse me, please." With that she left, walking towards the horses, and Martamo and I were left alone.

She looked at me, and said, "This destruction is not free of cost. It requires an immortal soul, freely given."

I looked at her, then I looked at Aranellevanima, who was playing with the horses, the sunlight through the trees reflecting off her hair, before I said, "I am wroth to leave her alone, having lost both Saironellotoron, and I to this War." I turned back to Martamo, looked her in the eyes, and continued, "However, I created this amulet, so I must destroy it. I offer up my soul as a sacrifice, that I may save others."