Orchestrate to Fytó

Chapter 8

"The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes." —Marcel Proust.

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It was a thousand years back. Things were not as colonized and developed as it is in the future, but things are decent and not as problematic as what people might think. With the help of the Deities and management of the three families of sorcerers, everything was prosperous and lively. They work together to maintain balance for the world as for their creator's orders.

The sorcerers were named the disciples of the Gods, and each head of the three families of sorcerers was the reigning King or Queen for the central kingdom of three Lands. The 16th generation heir of the powerful family at the Land of Night was born, and she was named Penelope. She was admired for her high strength and power at such a young age, and so caught the Deities' interest. Eternal life was blessed for her as a reward and received their holy seal, which the sorceress took big pride on.

Things were standard at the start, but as time goes by, the eyes of people turned towards power than glory for their Gods. Taking envy on Penelope's blessing than do what's should. As a result, the war has begun.

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Catherine woke up, gasping for breath and her cheeks covered in wet tears. She was woken by a scenario in her dreams, crying, yet she felt no fear and pain. It was no nightmare, but she stirs in tears. Catherine rubbed the salty liquid off her face before turning to look at the clock. It was three in the morning, and it made her brows furrowed as it was unusual for her to overslept. She got out of the bed and opened the closed curtains. The sun rays entered the room, and it made her eyes sleepy eyes hurt slightly. Her eyes narrowed to keep less light from entering her eyes as she looks around the garden. She was greeted by the flowers as usual and welcomed them back with a smile.

Her morning went on and finished her usual activities. She completed her books then roamed around the garden without Lucas, sadly. Instead of spending most of her playtime in the yard like she used to, she headed towards the place where she met Ezio, the fields of dandelion flowers.

Catherine arrived in the fields; thus, her eyes immediately glanced around the area. There seems to be no one around. Catherine walks through the ground, and the flowers shook as she walks past them swayed, and its seeds flew gently in the air. It danced through the wind around the innocent little lady, and the sight of the fluffy white strands of seeds amused her. She ran past the flowers, enjoying the scene of them fly and unaware that the flower seeds growing back at the dandelion head as she touched them. She giggled and played 'till she reached the hill while panting from exhausting running. She searched her eyes around once again, but Ezio seems to be not in the area. She walked to the tree and leaned her back on it, taking a short rest from all those jogging and playing.

Her energy appears to stimulate after a few minutes, and she finally caught her breath. Catherine was still waiting for the friend to come, and so to pass the time, she walked away and glanced at the area. She was walking backwards when she bumped onto someone else's back. She stepped away in surprise then turned around to see that it was Ezio. Their eyes met when he turned around. "Oh!" they uttered synchronously.

Catherine laughed, and Ezio smiled at her. "Jinx," he said. "What brought you here?" he put down the hamper he was carrying beside the foot of the enormous tree. A white blanket was covering the top of it, so it's hard to see what's inside.

"At this time of the day, I don't have any more things to do, so I thought I should visit here." She balanced herself on the thick roots of the tree that's sticking up the ground. Catherine hopped down and landed in front of Ezio. "Let's play," she said energetically.