Airviana

Exist

I felt like my head had barely touched the pillow before I was being summoned from my sleep. Apparently Malik had said yes and that I would need to be ready to live with in the hour. It was an odd that people disagreed with him but still allowed him to make decisions. For an elder he has this strange wise aura around him. I was certain he's choices would only. Help me on this path. I was starting to feel like I was going somewhere on this path.

Excited,nauseous and extremely agitated from my lack of rest. I slowly started to get ready.
Eating was first on the agenda axel and Xavier were already waiting alongside kyra who was coming along. At least there would be some one besides the boys. It wasn't a secret that adio would be showing his face while I am over there .

Malik had made it clear during breakfast that axel and xaiver would remain in contact with him though they wouldn't be staying with us they had duty to sort out with the rebels and people seeking asylum at the middle temple.
Malik assured me I would be safe. Which i strangely had no doubt about.

The sun had yet to break the clouds which left a chill in the early morning air. The ship that arrived to carry us was grand. I was in awe of it's greatness. I had never seen such a machine so Marvelous. It was metallic and caught very little light from the sky rendering it almost invisible. As it landed it's construction was jaw dropping. I truly knew the novelty of being an ant.

A very tall man with copper hair greeted us. " Good morning, please come aboard," he smiled as he came down from the craft.

" My goodness. Malik it's been so long" they shook hands like they were old friends. " Wow I don't believe it? Surely the night is playing tricks on my eyes"

He staired at asami in pure awe. Before falling to his knees as if to worship her. " I see the moon goddess has a lot install for us, this creature is so beautiful something so mythical and.." It took him a few moments to gather his barring a before he stood and led Asami along side me up in to the ship.
"Don't be worried the ship is safe she will be comfortable"

Inside the ship might have been even better then the outside. The interior was regal in creams and reds it's was beautiful but it made me feel off. The Un belonging feeling was back. In fact it was always present in me but certain things brought it to the surface of my reality. Existence seem to be the question. Why me? Barely a week ago I was walking the the banks of the hidden celenian rivers and curiously talking to the empty walls of a abandoned temple.

Axel and Xavier pretty much were quite the whole journey as me and kyra watched the sun rise from a level of the sky that was unthinkable.
It was sort of romantic, the mottled tones of the sun and the ribbed clouds that pared with the orangey reds of the Sunarkian city still in a slumber.

The sun was dazzling the pink sky as we touched the grounds of the temple which was a piece of art it's self, natively beautiful. It was decorated for the events I assumed in all sorts of dazzled banners made from flowers and ribbons. The temple was tall and swept vastly along the land. It contrast to celenia Sunarkia was a red city of sandy golds.

We were escorted in to the temple as was asami who seemed to be in a daze of excitement herself perhaps she could sense it. The air was sweet enough to put anyone in to excitement.

" hi I will show you to your wing, the sigher is out at the
Moment but will be seeing you when the festival begins, I am the house keeper of this wing so anything you need you can just ask me light food is arranged in the dining room."

The wing was huge it was like a house. Two regal rooms situated oppersit each other with a kitchen and living room in the Center. Our rooms where extremely big, mine over looked the grounds in front of the main wing. A small water garden below where asami rested. My window was a huge arch with a Woden shutter that had holes in that mimicked a beautiful pattern of the sun in it's glory. Below the window was a step of water in which fresh flower petals soaked creating a soft essence with the slight breeze. A tub carved from the floor up wards stood freely in line with the window surrounded by candles that has yet to be lit between them lay dried flowers and oils to be burnt. It felt sacred and personal. The temple was clearly desirable.