The feel of grass between my bare toes. Light seemed to curl around me in the shadow of the trees. I just... couldn't relax! It was my encounter with Morgel that was bothering me. He had just accused me of hurting Elrohir. Then again the fact he was apparently upset was disturbing. We told each other everything, he was my rock. We had got each other's back! He said so!
I thought of how Morgel treated me... I swear steam was coming off me I was getting so angry. And then... I began to cry. I just felt bad. Horrible that Morgel was so disgusted at me, horrified that Elrohir didn't trust me as much as I thought and as always it was at times like this I thought about the choosing. If I wasn't chosen what life would I have had? What possibilities? Who would have been my betrothed? Would Morgel and I still be the best of friends? I longed for that reality.
However, I just knew I had to sacrifice those things for this life. It was the only one I had and that was not about to change. If I was someone else, I wouldn't have met Elrohir. If I was someone else I would certainly wish for the freedom and excitement I now have. If I was someone else who would save Ardeth? I wasn't about to let other people's lives die. Then I thought of my reaction to Morgel. I had felt so... weak. Like my happiness all of a sudden depended upon the survival of mine and Elrohir's relationship. I figured I had to confront him. I was going to before but... he was avoiding me. He'd smile at me then just walk off like nothing happened.
I dried my tears. Crying and wasting my life in this glade wasn't an option right now. After all when things are bad it's never a good idea to make things worse for yourself by going out and bawling your eyes out somewhere in the wild. Soon people would come to look for me and I would have wasted their time. A bird flew down and settled beside me. It was a white dove. It placed a cluster of willow leaves on the ground. I stood transfixed. My home. I was happy there. It occurred to me that I hadn't seen the building since that day. It was then I made a pact with myself. I would survive this and come home. I was now determined once more and felt the familiar feeling when I had vowed to serve this country as its guardian and protect my family.
" Thank you " I choked out, my voice croaking from disuse. The bird immediately took flight.
I began to rejoin the flow of the army as they climbed what was sure not to be the last grassy slope of the day. I soon caught up to the front, being unburdened by goods and supplies. I hadn't seen Elrohir or Morgel on the way up. I assumed that maybe they were talking it out. I wished with all my heart to see the second realm's city. It was supposed to be just as beautiful as my home city. Accept there was supposed to be a few differences. This was the encircling wall. Instead of being made naturally of the trees like my home, it was made of white limestone. The walls were also several meters high with huge decorative watch towers. They also had four complex gates representing a compass. And all around the walls were dragon carvings. For you see this was once the realm of the dwarfs up until elves came into the world. When we helped finally rid them of the pestilence of dragons that ravaged their lands they gave us a magnificent fortification wall that still stands today, as a memorial to the battle our races fought alongside each other. There has been peace between us ever since.
As I pondered what the city with its famous wall would look like, a hand sunk into mine. It squeezed me out of my thought and I looked up to see Elrohir's face looking down at me. He seemed concerned. However he smiled at me and began to pull me up the slope in eagerness. I started to laugh at his speed and yell at him what the hurry was. Finally, he dragged me across the crest of the hill. There below us was the city of the second realm, Killelrvis.
" My home. " His face lit up with such joy I hadn't seen before. Perhaps he had just been homesick this whole time. I don't blame him. With the happenings in the third realm, there was a chance his home could have been attacked whilst he was gone.
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The Elven Powers
FantasyThe nine realms of Ardeth have lived in peace for generations. They each have an ancient sacred organism that guides the fate of each realm. To safeguard these powerful but vulnerable god like creatures there are the Guardians. Chosen Guardian Galan...
