Voices of the Past

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In the deep, deep sea, where everything was pitch black murky, Rosalie was on a mission to find a specific relic. A relic only known about from legends. The only information about it is that it’s located in the deepest part of the ocean inside an ancient volcano.

    Though it seemed unreal, when Rosalie got down as far as she could and still breath, most of them weren’t working and were just standing still at the bottom of the ocean. So she got to work.

    In the legend, the relic was located in the middle of three volcano peaks. Squinting just to see, she swam in from of many of them and got further and further from where she came from and deeper through the volcano peaks until she finally found it. Three peaks the formed a circle. So she dove right in it and looked through holes and crannies looking for it.

    She went in full circles around it and never found it, and having no sunlight made it even harder. She gave up, and went to swim back up to the surface until her tail hit something hard, and a small clink at the bottom of the circle. Curious, she swam down there to see it. A small beaded ruby bracelet with a pair of wings dangling on it. Smiling, she didn’t hesitate to put it on her wrist, expecting it to work. But after moments of nothing, grew angrier and fell into a pit of doubt. Irritated, she broke it off and threw it back to the ground and left.

However, a deep red aura formed around the bracelet and acted like arms as it wrapped around Rosalie’s tail  and tugged her under with it, engulfing her in it’s red aura.

Screaming, she tried to swim away from it, but couldn’t. As mass amounts of power flooded around her. Making every second she was stuck there painful. With piercing screeches and screams that weren’t her own and sounded like souls who just want want to move on, aching for salvation. Voices were going of in her head and she felt arms grabbing out at her and yelling “SAVE US!” over and over again.

Then everything went silent.

    The aura was gone and all the rest wrapped around her arm like a vine with a beadin red ruby in the center of it.

    Rosalie felt..different. She felt more...powerful. She looked around herself to find the relic on her arm but, didn’t take it off this time. Instead she laughed. “You’ve freed us!” the ruby called out to her, “Now that you have, we can feel we have the same idea. With you, we will give you what you’ve always wanted, Rosalie. All we have to do is wait.”

    Rosalie didn’t hesitate but to swim back up to the surface, laughing to herself, as she was about to do what she was wanted to for a long, long time.

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