Tarrasette Child of Earth

The night was dark, like the thoughts in her head as she ran through the night. Running from an unspeakable evil, one she dared not even name. A small babe wrapped in swaddled cloth clung to her as she ran, her legacy, her Tarrasette. If there was one thing that Nola knew, it was that she would die to protect this child. Barely able to walk, the young one had more power already than her mother and father combined. Suddenly, the road narrowed, to only a small shadowy path in front of her, making it very hard to run without fearing injury to herself or the baby. Rounding a corner, with the sounds of her nightmare echoing in her ears, Nola saw that the road ended at a bridge, a bridge that was no longer there! Shear cliff walls were what greeted her as she skidded to a stop, miles of dark nothingness ahead, with only air between her and certain death. Fear was now a living thing, clawing its way to the surface of her power, making it impossible to call forth the elemental she knew could save her and the child. Despair was creeping up, choking her, making it hard to catch her breath. Just as she was about to throw them both from the cliff, rather than suffer the fate worse than death that awaited behind them on the path, she felt a tingling sensation. Warmth, hotter than the sun on a July day, began to travel from her chest where the babe lay, up her body, down her arms and into her frozen hands. Nola knew what this warmth was, it was the warmth of power, and that power was not her own. Looking down into innocent wide eyes of glowing crystal blue, she was shocked to feel the transfer of power that most of her kind could not accomplish until teen years. Tarrasette was sending her a gift, the gift that would save both their lives. Nola raised her hands and embraced the gift given, chanting softly as she created a cloud from thin air, a cloud that looked like any other cloud, but was strong enough to carry them both safely to the valley below. Just as she finished and safely got herself and the babe to the safety of it, a dark snarling figure burst from the opening in the trees. Dark was the only word one could use to describe what came at Nola and the child that night, red eyes burning into her very soul. Misty white swirled from what could have once been a mouth as it formed words. "You may escape me now, Nola the Wise, but I have felt and seen the power that lives within the child, and I will hunt her throughout this world and the next until that power is mine!!!" The raspy voice was echoing through the mountains as she and the child glided away to safety. Nola shook with dread, because she knew that the threat was real.