Legends of Kepler: Age of Erin

CHAPTER V: ANCESTRAL FORCES (2)

CHAPTER V: ANCESTRAL FORCES (2)

The ruptures of dawn were revealed on that day, outside the chamber of the stopped universe. Far away from these divine dimensions, among the laurels of the land of the ancestral region. Now converted as the great Village of Idara. The decades had crossed the meadows, the banks had returned the power to the great nation. The peoples of the Infinite Mountains had multiplied, and divided after the battle of the southern provinces.

That Leyra's youth lay, still predominant and full of beauty. She was leaving an early visit, at the grave of her brotherly friend. It blessed their presence, and crowned the majesty of the late moment.

That day, the woman had her order done. While walking the walk of her people; and she remembered the passing of the generations that they had aroused in their testimony. She had become an important leader in the nation, and the first to be recognized in the region.

And although the voice that ran through the surroundings of the daughter of the rivers was one of mysticism, while her renown spread among the meadows as the new renewed being of light, her days were no simpler than those of the earthly ones that surrounded her. Well, after visiting the tomb of Mrs. Carranza, as was her morning custom, she went deep into the vicinity of the forest, to collect the new fruits and the harvests of the blessed and the sacred.

They were warm and renewed days, so the woman brought her unique basket, as it was mushroom picking day; After so many years of drought, the woman again found chantarelles, boletus, which served as a giant part of the town's diet, especially for the reserves of future winters. But that coming of summer gave the woman a good feeling.

He whistled and sang in a low voice, and he degraded it more and more, when he heard a walk in the bushes. This woman hid behind them, because although she perceived the strong energy behind them, she did nothing. She was steadfast and sane, among the hidden meadows.

Suddenly, the woman waves her hand in one hundred and eighty degrees as fiercely as she can; Her hand is filled with a purple fire with reddish edges, and almost without thinking, she surprises with an attack coming from the palm of her left hand, from the reflection of an embedded mirror, while she emanates strange words:

ITHILIEM KATHREFTI

A gleaming thin streak crossed the inside of the bush where the woman sensed movement; The beam entered as fast as the flickering of the light, but it was quickly blocked and diverted to the side, while some words were heard from the figure hidden inside the bush,

AMIR SGATHAN

The attack was intercepted, and deflected in two directions. One is aimed directly at Leyra's face, like a blast of fire returned between the currents of power and the returned spell. The woman moves her head a little to the left, without changing her face or moving her body, while the spell goes through three sections in a row, collapsing the small trees that were behind the woman.

"Next time, try with more excellence." exclaims Leyra.

The figure came out of the bushes; he was a young man, relatively small in stature, with his hands full of fire, and a smile from ear to ear.

"Come on sister!" exclaims the being. "Don't say I didn't surprise you!"

"You didn't, Nicolás," Leyra responds. "How many times are you going to try to do this?"

"As many as necessary" answers the young man. "Someday I'll surprise you!"

"Well, this is no time for surprises," exclaims Leyra. “I am collecting fanyel * for the town; we should take advantage of this good day. What's more, what are you doing standing there doing nothing? Come help me "

The brothers of the woods began to search in the vicinity of the hidden grove; the banks of the Eldriner were rich in cultivation this season, and the vision of the horizon seemed to be clear and concise. They began to collect a dozen of them, without realizing that the roads had led them to an area intertwined with lianas and hanging roots.

"Leyra look at this!" Nicolas exclaims. "I hadn't seen these mushrooms from years ago!"

"Lower your voice," Leyra responds. "Don't you hear that?"

"What thing?" whispers Nicolás.

"We are not alone," Leyra exclaims.

The brothers looked into each other's eyes and when they saw the gaze again, they found in the cloudy sight of the end of the road a group of fallen trees, but that they enclosed within leaves where they glimpsed a purple and rushing light. They began to walk slowly, trying to reach him, among a trail of strange little mushrooms. They looked into the distance and within the effulgence of the fallen leaves was a giant mushroom. From him, a purple essence flowed, and an energy so strong that the brothers were speechless when they admired him. Nicolás was about to enter, when the woman held her by her strong mind arm; He makes a sign with his eyes, because he was feeling a strange presence behind them. A blazing blue and greenish fire emanated from their fists, they turned quickly and threw dozens of rays at a being that prostrated static behind them; the powers were blocked with an energy field that the being had generated with his right hand. It had a black hood, with fur around it like a coat made of wild wolf fur. He hung a locket with a huge crystal stone, and dozens of strange objects tied at his hip over his robe. His face was not visible, as he had the hood superimposed, and in his right hand he held a long, tempered cane; made of metal and wood, and at the top of it, an iridescent crystal, which changed and varied colors as the intensity of the moment calmed down.

"Who the hell are you?!" exclaims Leyra.

"The question is not who is who, daughter of the rivers" answers the being. “The question is, who is fooling whom? Appearances with reality? Or reality with appearances? Well, the allegories of the labyrinths always indicate to us that the two are deceiving the other, since both are needed to be able to coexist.

The brothers looked at each other confused, and surprised. Before the stranger continued.

"Before idealizing roads, it is better to live them, brothers of the forest." exclaims the being.

He began to walk slowly towards the brothers, while they made way for him. He had no interest in her presence in particular, and rather, he was heading slowly and listlessly towards the caverns of hidden trees; towards the giant mushroom.

"If it is wealth for their people they seek, it will never be enough," exclaims the being. “But a true leader, he does not consecrate only his people, but all nations, through the will of small acts. Their paths have not been blessed to benefit only those around them, it is time to cross the border, and unify these mountains. "

"What are you talking about?" Nicolas asks.

The being then, placed his winged staff of him, and he only remained balanced and firm; in a way that couldn't be explained. The man placed his right hand on an area on top of the giant mushroom, and with his thick fingers tore off a piece of it. A neon-colored greenish liquid began to gush out from within the mushroom, and with his left hand, he grasped his staff and sealed the exit with an energy gushing out from the giant crystal at the tip of the magic staff.

"Here," the being exclaims, handing the piece to Leyra. “They will cross the border of the temperate rivers. You will reach the nation of Sirim, and offer this mushroom to Governor Delliot. You will tell him that this mushroom is the miracle for the cure of the black plague that invades the north of Merdhen, and is approaching their lands. They will split this mushroom into three pieces, and distribute it in the three provinces, for the healing of Nerea, Thera and Sirim. Each piece will make three dozen thousand servings for the divine tea that will be extracted from this fruit. It is a peace offering, from the region of the nation, to all its provinces. "

"Governor Delliot thinks only of himself and his city," Leyra exclaims. "How do you expect him to distribute these pieces equally, when he doesn't even practice equality in his own government?"

"Because you will tell him that you are the bearer of this wealth" exclaims the being. “You will tell him that only you and your brother know the owner of this fruit. You will tell him that you are not interested in his power, or his riches. But his fairness to all peoples as the leader of this nation, and end this division that instills evil spirit in Merdhen once and for all. You will tell him this is not a business, it is a life saver. You will tell him that this is not an option, but a command from the owner of the deep forests. An order, from the Gnogtic Oracle, the right hand of Elgoneth. "