Wars of Eredhar: The Dawn of Darkness

"The journey within"

"What's the meaning of this?!" Dean shouted as he covered Dee's eyes. "What are you doing here, Hood?" he asked him.

"I am here to save your lives, you fool!" he talked back to Dean.

"Save us from what exactly?" he shook his head, confused. "What is this Darkness that I keep hearing about? Luna, what is going on?" he looked at her, as she was mumbling to herself.

"It's been too long for her to see things clearly, or she doesn't want to see them. The signs have been there for a long time, but you failed to sense them. What has happened to the Light of Abithien that was gifted upon you?" the Hood walked to Luna, placing his hand on her shoulder.

"His Light died when she took everything that I had." She took a deep breath as she turned around, looking into his eyes.

"Luna, the past is in the past and it should remain there. We prevailed and brought balance to this world. That is the future we carved for Eredhar", he said as he gazed at the distant trees.

"WE?! Where were WE when my kingdom, my family, my people fell?! Where were WE when the Darkness took over my lands?! Where were WE when... No, Aselajar... there was never a WE. You and your people made sure of that!" she yelled at him, pushing him away from her.

"Don't do this... my people almost suffered the same fate as yours!" Aselajar grabbed her arm.

"But it wasn't Nuviel that perished, was it?" she pulled her arm from his grip.

"Luna, not even your father could see what was crawling from the shadows! If Glandur failed to see it coming, how could have you?" he shook his head as Luna knelt before the staut's severed head.

"We failed Eredhar... we failed our kin. The Keepers of Light, the Seers of Shelfron, none of our people saw her rise to power and the strength she got from the Darkness", she sighed.

"Sersis and her armies met their doom. You managed to bring peace to Eredhar and push back the Darkness", he kneeled next to her.

"I wasn't strong enough, Aselajar. If it wasn't for him, we would have never defeated Lufia, and you know it", she turned her head towards him, a tear falling down her cheek.

"Halven sacrificed himself so that YOU can bring balance back into the world, so that YOU could prevail over Sersis and the Darkness she brought to our lands! He did everything so that you...could live and carry on the fight. He knew that you'd protect us all." He wiped her tear as he smiled. "Luna, the world needs you once more. Shed light into the darkness again!"

"Eilinda loem, nem mareldil a Abithien olumna lon!" Luna whispered as she touched the statut's head. ((Show yourself, the light of Abithien commands you!))

The ground around her started shaking slightly, while her eyes slowly changed color to a bright light blue. The blood from the head crawled upwards on her arm like veins, making Luna clench her teeth.

"What is she doing?" Dean asked as he held Dee between his arms.

"She is trying to see beyond what you and I see. She has certain talents which she gave up on a long time ago." Aselajar turned his attention towards Dean, nodding as he saw his worried look.

"Who is she and more exactly, what is she?" he looked down towards Luna, her hair slightly waving from blowing the wind's gentle touch.

"She is the last of her kin, she's the last descendant of the Kingdom of Shelfron's Primordial."

"I've only heard tales of old about the Kingdom of Shelfron. I'm afraid I do not know much about it", Dean said as he rested his hands on Dee's shoulders.