Speech Glossary

::Telepathy::
/Jornal Entry/
//Thoughts//
"Speech."
*indescribable action*

Chapter 2

"Remember when I told you about Teshyra, my Elvin love?"

Ayla nodded, although the draco couldn't see it. "Yes...�

"Apparently, we have to find her. I remember you telling me, Ainroia, but that country sunk under the water about fifty years ago."

Ayla blinked, she never remembered telling Maeglin anything about anything called Ainroia, but before she could give a second thought to it, she had her eyes closed, praying to the Lord.

"Not all of it." Was the soon after reply. Lifting her hand, she pointed in the direction of the remaining section of Ainroia. The part still above, but slowly sinking into its watery grave.

"That way... She is that way..." The girl said as Maeglin took a glance back to see where she was pointing then quickly took off in the direction, his heart raced like never before.

A massive shadow cast on the ground as the black draco landed on what was left of Ainroia. A few cautious elves approached Ayla as she slid off him. She held her hand up in a soft of elfish greeting which consisted of all the fingers spread but had the ring finger bent to touch the palm.

"Fa yna vneahtx, fa xaynlr vun Teshyra, ouin bneaxdaxx..." (( We are friends, we search for Teshyra, your priestess.))

Ayla spoke calmly in one of the world's common tongues, the other being the lesser Ahmexr, or English. The elves exchanged glances and nods.

"State your reason why."

The taller of the two elves called as Maeglin transformed back into his humanoid form, now standing behind Ayla.

"We need her for the Larucah. The time is here."

As if like a ghost, behind the two elves about three meters stood Teshyra. Her green eyes shimmered ghostly as if she were in a trance.

"Sudran... Sudran! Yna oui ugyo? Fro tet oui zu uvv mega dryd? Fryd ex fnuhz fedr ouin aoax? Sudran?" ((Mother... Mother! Are you okay? Why did you go off like that? What is wrong with your eyes? Mother?))

The owner of the soft elfish tone was a young girl, her robes were that of a priestess in-training. She had long black locks, save for a single streak of white and green hair on the left side of her face, she had the same green eyes as her mother.

"Linesse..." The elfish priestess mumbled, walking sluggishly towards the two visitors.

"Raven-haired Dragon. State your name."

Teshyra called as she came to a stop, her green/white locks cascading over her shoulders. Maeglin took a few steps forward and slumped to a kneel in front of her.

"Maeglin Saer of Lusian, second in line for the throne."

Her eyes shot wide, full of shock as her thin hands intertwining with her hair and she dropped to her knees, gripping her head as if the pale words of a curse had been broken.

"Sudran!" ((Mother!))

The ebony-haired elf cried, running to her mother's side, glaring wild at Maeglin who, to Linesse, had done something horrible to her mother. "Fryd tet oui to so Sudran, oui pyxdibt?!" ((What did you do to my mother, you bastard?!))

Teshyra's small frame shook as she sobbed before she wiggled herself free from her child. "Don't Linesse..." She took in a bitter breath which provoked her to sob. "Don't curse your father..."

She finished before she threw herself into Maeglin's arms, hiding her face in his neck, clinging to him as if the very ground beneath her was caving in. Wide-eyed, it took Maeglin a moment to catch up before he slid his arms around Teshyra, holding her close.

"E.....ee....eh? Fr....yd?" ((E.....ee....eh? Wh....at?))

Linesse mumbled at her mother's words the child understood all the languages of the world, but spoke only elfish and lussuh, or the draconian common tongue, which was the leading language of the world. Helping Teshyra to her feet, Maeglin stood a few inches above the elf.

"Child... Do you remember as the elder told you? Remember when you asked about your past, your understandings? He told you that you were a child of a Lusian Draco."

Linesse froze in her spot, staring at the couple as her mother's words echoed around inside of her head.

"Ra...Pnuga ouin linxa?" ((He....broke your curse?))

Teshyra gave her child a nod. Her green eyes shimmered a soft light gold.

"Xu, Ra naymmo ex iya?" ((So... He really is papa?))

And yet another nod was her reply. The draconic child gae a soft sound of happiness as she moved over to Maeglin, giving him a huge hug.

"Miss Teshyra..."

Ayla said softly from behind as Maeglin, feeling a bit bad for needed to interrupt the happy family reunion. The elf turned her attention to the girl. "Hm?"

"We need to gather everyone into the temple, those that will go, and then we all need to leave, The four of us." Ayla seemed a little worried, she knew some of the elves wouldn't follow Teshyra into the temple for shelter. She prayed for their souls as the priestess gave a nod and looked to Linesse, who was eyeing her questioningly.

"Linesse, we need to get all who are willing into the temple. Tell them: The end is here."



Author Note

Hey kiddies, if you want a copy of Lussuh and the script that goes with it, just tell me and I can make you a copy, BUT, you gotta promise that you won't use it without crediting me. After all, it is my own language that I crafted for Strathaven, and if you don't credit me, I'll kill you. Promise.

Lol.

Credits

    Puff. This is mine, take that and run. lol.
    (C) Kelisa Eades <3
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