| The sun was warm against its back and the wind cool against its face as the bird soared over the mountain and through a wandering cloud. The bird soared straight up into the sky and then dove back down toward the mountains. Rolling from right to left, it passed through cloud and cloud again as it plummeted to the earth. Then, it saw him; the man standing in the snow of the mountain and covered from head to foot in a black cloak. The bird vigorously flapped its wings and desperately tried to climb back up and into the clouds but it was too late. A ray of red light suddenly shot through the air and the bird fell. The bird fell to the earth with its right wing in flames and its beak scorched black. It plummeted to the ground and landed at the man�s feet. They�re close. The man thought as he ran through the white knowing that he could easily be seen if they got close enough. How did they find me? He desperately searched for a cavern in the mountainside. How did the Golleths find me? The Golleths were a secret coven of hideous creatures that were desperate to find Flottantville, the Floating City. The Golleths desired to gain control over the defense system on board the city. The world would be doomed if ever the Golleths gained control. The system on Flottantville ran off of the Earth�s own energy and, if one were able to get to the main tower, the system could destroy the planet. Finally, the man found a deep crevasse in the snow-covered wall of the mountain. Slowly and carefully, he crawled into the mouth of the cave and crouched low. He could hear horse hooves on the ground outside as he sat in a blackened corner in the back of the cave. Then, the sound suddenly stopped. He closed his eyes. Please, pass by. He thought as he cowered further into the dark shadows. Please, pass by. The quietness was getting to him. He never knew that just a few moments of silence could seem so long. He held his breath for what seemed like an eternity. Finally, the crunch of snow sounded past his ears. A short sigh of relief escaped from his lips as the sound slowly faded away in the distance. He slowly reached a hand toward his throat; the golden chain was cold against his hand. He tried to wrench the necklace off his neck and break the chain but he failed. With an aggravated sigh, he reached behind his throat and unclasped the chain. The man held the necklace in his palm and stared at the engraved figured of an eye in the center, three rays above and below that eye, and nine tiny holes. �I wish I�d never been placed with this burden!� He yelled as he tossed the necklace onto the rocky cavern floor. The golden necklace slid across the ground a few feet before stopping silently in a shadow. The man leaned his back against the wall and closed his eyes. The distant memories of when the Eye first came to him came flooding into his brain. *** *** The beautiful green valley that stretched as far as the eye could see seemed to glisten beneath the bright sunlight. Few trees spotted the valley and many red and orange flowers swayed in the gentle breeze that flowed softly through the air. Pegasus herds ran wild through the grass as Melancholy Dragons, smallest of their kind, chased them through the green. Small cottages laid within the valley and a figure ran up to one of the houses. �Hey, Mallowry!� He shouted as he ran past the giant rose tree. �Wake up, Mallowry Hemmins!� Mallowry Hemmins was of a lazy sort and was always finding excuses to just stay in bed most of the day. He was an old man, well, somewhere in his sixties but, for some odd reason, looked nothing of it. The window on the side of the house opened and a low muffled voice flowed out. �What is it, Brendan? What is it you want?� Brendan Trendian was the second smartest in the entire valley. Although his name sounded a bit awkward when spoken in full, he was a lively fellow with a heart of gold. Most popular among the adults and elders of Soir Vert, Brendan seemed more interested in knowledge than fun. �Don�t you remember, Uncle Mallowry? Lemmins and Trek are due back today. You requested me to wake you when they arrived.� Lemmins and Trek were the local wizard and apprentice. Lemmins was dubbed a troublemaker for all of the fire tricks he would do at any party. None-the-less, he caught Trek�s interest who was now Lemming�s shadow. Trek was fondly amusing and could play the Teloben better than anyone else here. �They�re here?� Mallowry stuck his head out of the window. �Stay there, boy! I�ll be out as soon as I can.� �Hurry. They�ve already passed Kean Feltrie�s house!� Nearly knocking Brendan down, Mallowry ran out of the door. �Mallowry, you know they�re only here to celebrate Falry Peltrick�s ten-first birthday, don�t you?� Mallowry stared oddly at Brendan. �That old coot. It�s a surprise that he hasn�t died yet, my boy.� There was a short moment of silence as Mallowry buttoned his collar. �We still wouldn�t want to miss the festivities, now would we?� Mallowry spoke. �Lemmins may have a new story to tell. Plus, no one would want to miss out on Trek�s Teloban playin�.� �Of course, Mallowry. I knew you�d come.� Brendan bent down and picked a nearby pinder-flower; its red and orange leaves blew in the light breeze. �I�ll give this to Lemmins. I hope that you don�t mind me taking it.� �Go ahead, boy. I haven�t seen his fire dragon in a while.� Mallowry and Brendan walked down the stone footpath and down the gravel street. �You know, Mallowry, Lemmins has been acting weird lately. He seems to be looking for something.� Brendan fiddled with the yellow leaves of the pinder-flower as he spoke. �He�s rather jumpy.� �Maybe we will find out tonight. Lemmins always seems to speak about his wanderings when he arrives home.� �I suppose you�re right but I�m still a little worried. He almost seems scared.� �You just worry too much.� Mallowry stared at Brendan. The sound of a horse-drawn cart sounded over the breeze. �That must be Lemmins and Trek.� Mallowry spoke as they continued down the roadway. As the sound grew steadily louder, the cart could be seen slowly appearing from around a bend in the road. Lemmins spotted Mallowry and Brendan standing in the road and pulled on the brown leather reins. The cart slowly came to a stop in front of them. �Well, if it isn�t Mallowry Hemmins. I haven�t seen you since I left last season. How have you been?� Lemmins�s eyes wandered as he spoke. �Fine, fine. Are you here to help with the celebration?� �Of course, my friend and do I have a story to tell tonight.� Lemmins�s eyes focused on the necklace Mallowry wore around his neck. There was a pendent on a chain and both were made of pure gold. The pendent was decorated with an engraved eye and three rays above and below it. There were four holes to both the left and right of the engraved figure. Directly in the center was another, much larger hole. It was the Eye. *** The streamers of light blue and yellow hung from the tops of the poles. All the people in Soir Vert had gathered to celebrate Falry Peltrick�s ten-first birthday. Everyone in the small village adored Falry because he seemed to be the only person those days that could keep a smile in good times and in bad. Mallowry, Brendan, Thetric Telfer, and Kean Feltrie gathered around the large bon-fire as Lemmins prepared to perform one of his famous tricks. Lemmins grabbed the pinder-flower from Brendan�s hand and threw it into the red flames. As the blossom burned, the flames turned suddenly from a deep red hue to a cooling blue. More people gathered around the blaze. Kean stared as Lemmins rose his arms and chanted strange words. The flames began to move and twist as though they had a life all their own. The inferno began to pulsate as if breathing. �I guess this is normal?� Kean whispered to Thetric and Brendan. Kean Feltrie was around Brendan�s age. Not the smartest youngster in the valley but he always was one of the most lively. Also known as a troublemaker amongst the elders, Kean constantly seemed to be in the way. �Of course. This is how Lemmins always begins his tricks. Have you forgotten?� Thetric stared intently at Kean. There are not enough words to describe Thetric Telfer. With not many close friends in the village, Thetric always seemed to be more like Brendan�s shadow than his companion. Thetric always seemed to be around at the best and worst moments. �I guess that I have. Lemmins and Trek have been gone for so long, you know. I bet I�m not the only one who�s forgotten.� Kean glanced about the faces gathered around the blaze. �He�s right, Thetric. I had also forgotten. It looks as though a lot of people had.� Brendan, Thetric, and Kean glanced around the licking flames. Many of the lit faces looked concerned and, some, even scared. The fiery illusion had now formed into a distinct oval. Now, it was pulsating even harder. Strange and unnatural cries sounded from within the ellipse as Lemmins rose his hands higher and chanted more words. The egg-like shape cracked as the cries grew louder. It fell apart and disappeared into smoke rings that faded when the wind blew. A small figured curled in a ball lie where the egg had been. The blue smoky figure uncurled and stood on its front and hind legs. The figure opened its eyes to reveal red fiery balls of light. The figure was a dragon made out of the fire of the blaze. The dragon opened its mouth and a long narrow line of flame shot outward and toward the crowd gathered watching. Its tail whipped at the air as it closed its mouth and wings suddenly sprouted on its back. Then, the whole dragon seemed to grow larger and larger. When the dragon stopped growing, it flapped its enormous wings and lifted into the air. Lemmins chanted a few more words and slowly lowered his hands. A roar erupted from the sky as the dragon exploded into nothing but blue smoke. The scream echoed on the wind as the smoke still swirled above the valley. The mournful cry seemed full of pain as though a real dragon, pure as the night, had been slain beneath those stars in the dark. Brendan�s ears rung as the howl slowly faded from the gentle wind and claps erupted from the crowd gathered around the inferno. �I bet you Mallowry told Lemmins to do the dragon.� Thetric snickered as the fire slowly faded back to red. Thetric and Brendan nodded as they gazed across the flames to Mallowry who stood next to Lemmins and grinned. �It�s so good to have you back, Lemmins. We�ve all missed you.� Mallowry spoke with a grin upon his face. �By the way, do you know why the wind is so alive today?� �Mallowry Hemmins,� Lemmins stared shockingly with piercing eyes at Mallowry, �have you remembered nothing I have taught you?� He sighed as his expression relaxed. �The wind signifies a journey, old boy. A journey is going to begin in this very valley; one that will change the course of history and defy all odds of bravery. That is why the wind blows so restlessly today.� Mallowry�s eyes widened. �A journey, here? What type of journey?� Lemmins grinned. �What is it you�re hiding from us, wizard?� �I hide nothing.� �You can�t fool me.� Mallowry narrowed his eyes. �You know something. Don�t you, Lemmins?� �All I know is that Falry has a speech to deliver.� Lemmins motioned toward the small wooden stage at the edge of the circle. Falry Peltrick stood on the platform to deliver his ten-first birthday speech. �Calm down everyone. It is now my turn to entertain you all.� Falry declared as the people of Soir Vert slowly sat back in their seats that were scattered across the valley. �As you already know, we are all gathered to celebrate my ten-first birthday on this amazingly beautiful night. This is the time for feasting, happiness, and fun.� There was a pause as another soft breeze flowed past the crowd. �I don�t mean to bring down any spirits but, well, I plan to leave Soir Vert tonight to take my long journey to Cour de Fa� to visit the Fairies.� There was a stunned silence that fell over the people as many stared up at Falry. �Please forgive me for bringing this bad news at such a festive event. There is, at least, one point of good news. I do plan to one day return to Soir Vert after my journey is completed.� The stunned silence still stalked the people. �Thank you for listening.� Falry slowly climbed down from the platform. Mallowry, Thetric, Kean, and Brendan all stared at Lemmins. �Did you know about this?� Kean stammered. �I had an idea.� Lemmins responded with a sly grin. He waved his hand over the flames and grabbed a key-shaped blaze. Lemmins held out his hand to Thetric. Thetric reached for it but Lemmins quickly closed his hand. �Don�t you dream of obtaining that?� Lemmins opened his hand. The key-shaped flame turned into the shape of a butterfly and fly into the distance. Thetric and Kean grinned. �You are a slimy toad, Lemmins.� Thetric replied as he took a small step toward the road. �Wait, Thetric,� Lemmins called after him. Thetric turned and Lemmins grinned, �I still have a story to tell.� Thetric sighed and approached the circle of people once again gathered around the fire and took a seat next to Brendan. Lemmins walked slowly toward the fire. �I have a story to tell that I myself heard when I first arrived at the legendary Cour de Fa�.� The air was oddly quiet and still. �Over a thousand years ago in a small valley much like our own, there was a small settlement that the people called Flottantville. Why it was called that, I do not know. The people worked for generations to build a defense system to help protect the village from the Golleths.� As Lemmins spoke, he walked around the outside of the circle of people. �When they finally finished, it was everything they had hoped it would be. Then, the Golleths attacked. They stormed the town, killing hundreds of people. Only one was able to make it to the main tower. He was also the one who had designed the trigger. �As he ran up the stairs to the top of the tower, he could hear the Golleths pounding at the door. When the boy finally made it to the top, he stumbled toward the strange form standing in the middle of the tower.� Lemmins rose his hands and the fire shifted again. A strange upside-down triangle formed and it seemed to glow with a light blue, pinkish-white color. �He knew that when he touched that form, the mechanism would be armed. Then, he reached it. The boy could hear the door downstairs crack as the Golleths beat against the wood. The boy plunged his hand into the light. �The tower began to shake and the walls trembled violently. Suddenly, a red laser shot out of the decorative eye sketched onto the top of the tower. The boy could hear the dreadful screams of the Golleths as their skin boiled from the heat. The tower stopped shaking and the boy smiled. �But, something went wrong. The tower and the ground began to shake again. The ground ripped apart and the valley floated into the sky. The boy rushed to the wall of the tower and grabbed the object that the people had hoped would never have to be used; a small chain made of gold that possessed a single pendant with an eye carved onto it and three rays above and below the figure. The most peculiar thing about the necklace was the nine carefully cut holes. There were four to the left and right of the eye and one right in its center. On the back and deep in the metal was carved, �To Save the World.� This was no ordinary necklace; it was a map to that now lost city. �The tower was built on the edge of the valley for a reason, so one could let loose of the map without having to leave the sanctuary of the tower. The boy ran to the small window and tossed the necklace out past the edge of the valley.� Mallowry clutched the necklace he wore and gently hid it underneath his shirt. �The necklace fell past the clouds that had gathered at Flottantville�s base and the snow of the mountains. It lie there hidden in the snow for decades hoping to get found.� The many eyes stared at Lemmins as he finally sat beside Mallowry. �Luckily, a small and rejected Golleth stumbled through the snow and uncovered the necklace. The small creature had no intention of giving the map to those that threw him into the cold. In a fit of rage, he tossed it off the edge of the mountain and collapsed cold and dead. Searches for the necklace have been ordered for years but no one has yet to find it.� Lemmins gazed toward Mallowry who was whispering to Brendan. Mallowry and Brendan stood and hurried down the street toward Mallowry�s home. Lemmins dared not follow until the festival was completed. The wind still blew harshly through the now musty air about them as Mallowry and Brendan rushed toward the small cottage surrounded by a short wooden fence. Suddenly, the wind swept briskly past them and nearly forced Brendan to the ground. A small roar from a Melancholy Dragon echoed on the gusts of air. Mallowry and Brendan rushed through the door. �Why did you request me to follow you, Uncle? What is it that is so important?� Brendan shut the door and sat on the couch as he stared at Mallowry. Mallowry sighed as he sat next to Brendan and unclasped the necklace from around his neck. �Isn�t that the necklace from Lemmins�s story?� �Yes.� Mallowry placed the necklace in Brendan�s hand. �I want you to have it.� �But�� �You could protect it far better than I.� Mallowry hesitated as Brendan stared down at the necklace. �Falry invited me to join him to the Cour de Fa�. I�m considering accepting his offer.� Brendan gazed pleadingly at Mallowry. �But, Mallowry, what will happen to all that you leave behind?� �It shall all become you and Kean�s property from now on.� �I thought you didn�t like Kean.� Mallowry and Brendan grinned at each other. Brendan turned over the pendant and read the inscription carved into gold. �Wi Gorena su loki.� He thought to himself. I wonder what that means. �Well,� Mallowry began as he stood, �I better get going before Lemmins arrives and begins to lecture.� Mallowry opened the door and gazed at Brendan. �Happy trails, nephew.� Brendan could hear the door shut as Mallowry left. He stared at the door. �Goodbye, Mallowry.� Brendan whispered as he clasped the necklace around his neck. A gentle fire burned within the fireplace beneath the beautiful decorative hearth. Numerous silver and pewter candleholders with candles were scattered throughout the room and lit the cottage in an elegant light. The gentle glow cast a soft light upon his face as Brendan lied down on the couch and slowly closed his eyes. *** Brendan walked through the valley and stared at the giant tower in front of him. The eye seemed to watch as he walked toward the giant figure. He could hear pounding and could see the Golleths pounding on the door. Suddenly, the ground began to tremble and a laser shot from the giant eye. Brendan could feel his skin burn and boil. He screamed. *** �Wake up, Brendan!� Lemmins shook him violently. �Wake up!� �I�m up, Lemmins.� Brendan sat up and stared at Lemmins. �I�m up.� �Where is Mallowry, my boy?� Lemmins seemed frantic. �He�s left already. He joined Falry.� �We�ve got to go.� Lemmins helped Brendan stand. �Hurry.� �Why?� Brendan yanked his arm from Lemmins�s grasp. �The Golleths are on their way to Soir Vert. You must leave.� �Why, Lemmins?� Brendan watched as Lemmins put out the fire in the fireplace. �I don�t want to leave.� �The Golleths will kill you!� �What?� Brendan�s face was fearful and desperate. Lemmins sighed. �They will kill you. I didn�t want to tell you but it�s the truth.� Lemmins pointed at the necklace dangling from Brendan�s neck. �They want that necklace and they will kill you to obtain it.� Lemmins hesitated. �That is why you must leave.� Brendan walked toward the door and Lemmins followed closely behind him. As Brendan reached for the handle, Lemmins grabbed his hand. A soft whispering filled his ears as soft blurs swirled past his eyes. Voices called to him in a foreign tongue. The long lost language of the Lorghes of Flottantville echoed in his mind. �Wait.� Lemmins whispered as they both stared at the brass knob. The handle slowly began to move. Then, the door gradually opened. �Brendan? Are you here?� Thetric peeked into the house. �What are you doing here?� Brendan violently threw open the door. Thetric stared with an open mouth. He was silent for but a moment when he saw Lemmins standing behind Brendan. �Lemmins, Trek was looking for you after the celebration.� �Thetric,� Lemmins nodded, �have you been outside of Soir Vert before?� �Oh, yes. I used to visit the Fairies all the time. Why is it you ask?� �You�re going on a trip with Brendan. Kean should also accompany you two.� �No!� Brendan declared. �Kean must stay and watch over Mallowry's things.� �How about Trek?� Thetric suggested. �That is the first original idea you�ve had in a long time, my boy.� Lemmins commented as they walked out of the house and toward the street. The echoing of the mysterious language grew stronger and louder as a blood red river flowed past his weary eyes. Lemmins abruptly stopped. �Soir Vert.� A Golleth spoke to the many others as he rode into the group. �Perfect.� The largest Golleth replied with an evil grin. �That�s only a day�s ride from here.� �Are you okay, Lemmins?� Thetric questioned. Lemmins abruptly shook his head. �We must hurry. They are getting closer.� He gently pushed Thetric and Brendan toward the road. �Who is?� Thetric asked as they approached Trek�s house. Lemmins did not answer but instead knocked on the hard, heavy door. Slowly, Trek opened the hatch. �What is it, Lemmins? I was just ready for bed.� Trek stared at Lemmins worryingly. �There is no time now.� The fear inside showed as Lemmins spoke in a shaky voice. �I know you too well, Lemmins. Something is happening and you shall explain it to me.� �You must get dressed. I�ll explain on the way.� Trek shut the door and they could all hear him rummaging through the house. �Lemmins, who is coming?� Thetric repeated as they waited for Trek to dress. �You must promise me,� Lemmins began, �that you will protect Brendan on your journey.� �Of course, Lemmins.� �A treacherous journey is about to be handed to you, boy. I don�t know if you should know of what Brendan has been given by his uncle. It could mold your very fate.� �He is my friend and I would follow him to the ends of Synth.� �And so you shall.� �What?� Lemmins took a deep breath. �The Golleths are on their way to Soir Vert. They want Brendan�s necklace.� Lemmins pointed at the Eye. �That is why you all must leave now.� Thetric stared unbelievingly at Lemmins as Trek�s door slowly opened. �Well, what are we waiting for? Let�s go!� Thetric gently pushed Trek and Brendan toward the edge of Soir Vert as Lemmins followed. Four figures stood on the edge of the forest, one on a giant white steed. The slowly softening wind pushed back the hood from one of their faces. �I will meet you at the small town called Vecrive after dawn.� Lemmins stared from the back of his white stallion. Brendan, Thetric, and Trek began to walk toward the path between the trees. �Wait!� Lemmins hollered as he turned his horse toward the path through the wood. �Stay off the main roads. The Golleths will be traveling through them. Try to move only during the day because the Golleths have minion in the wood. Remember, things in the light are not always the same in the dark.� �How do we know where to go?� Brendan asked. �I�ll tell you once we meet in Vecrive in the morning.� Lemmins galloped quickly away down the trail on a white stallion of hope. �Well, Brendan,� Thetric began as he walked into the trees, �if we want to make it to Vecrive by dawn, we had better get going.� Brendan hesitated at first but then, slowly followed Thetric and Trek into the woods. They walked swiftly around the tall trees and through the tangled bushes. �Now,� Thetric and Brendan sat on a fallen tree, �tell me again how far Vecrive is from the valley.� Trek stopped and glared at Thetric. �A night�s journey and, at this rate, we�ll never meet Lemmins in the morning.� �He�s right.� Brendan added as he stood and walked toward Trek. �Let�s go.� Thetric stood and glanced to his left. �The road!� He yelled and started to run. �No!� Trek yelled as he ran after Thetric. Brendan also gave chase as Thetric sped toward the road. The air rushed past Thetric and howled through his ears. He could hear the rustling of leaves behind him as Trek and Brendan quickly ran after him. Suddenly, Trek lunged at Thetric and tackled him to the ground. Trek chanted some words and they all disappeared from view. Brendan could hear horse hooves on the compressed dirt. �I think they�re over here.� The gruesome voice of a Golleth called out. Brendan, Trek, and Thetric gazed toward the road just as the Golleths came into sight. The Golleths were dressed in velvet, grayish-black cloaks. The hood of the cloak covered its head but its face still showed. The Golleth had gray skin and rode a giant black steed with a gray mane and a whitish-gray tail. Many leather straps hung from the horse�s saddle as it scraped at the soil with its hoof. �Hurry up!� Another Golleth called. �Selphar will not be pleased if we don�t reach Soir Vert by morning.� The first Golleth turned his horse down the road toward Soir Vert and was followed by over ten more Golleths. After the Golleths had passed, Brendan, Trek, and Thetric all came back into view. The harsh wind had lessened and seemed stiller than death. A type of soft almost inaudible whispering seemed to float past them all as Brendan walked over to Trek and Thetric that were standing. Suddenly, Trek grabbed Thetric by the collar of his shirt and pulled Thetric up to his face. �That is why we stay off the roads.� Trek pushed Thetric away. �Take it easy, Trek.� Brendan spoke as he and Thetric followed Trek through the wood. �We�re all upset because we had to leave.� Trek stopped and turned toward them. �But we don�t have to get each other killed. If those Golleths had seen us, they would have killed us for sure.� *** The darkness of the night sky was haunting as the thousands of stars glistened dimly above. No wind stirred through the air but the strange Lorghian whispers still could be heard as Lemmins galloped down the narrow trail on his white steed. There was no moon to protect him so he pushed faster. I�ve got to get there before those horrible Golleths. He thought as the air rushed past him. Finally, Lemmins stopped his stallion just outside of an old stone building. He climbed quickly down from the saddle and ran into the gigantic structure. He dashed up the dark stairs and into a musty room. Lemmins quickly rummaged through the few books there and pulled out a tattered piece of parchment. The only written map to the city. He snickered to himself as he ran back down the stairs. He bolted outside and grabbed his rod off of the ground. After creating a pile of dry grass and leaves, Lemmins spoke a series of strange words and an orange flame shot out of the end of his staff. The brush immediately caught fire. �This is for Brendan.� Lemmins spoke as he threw the map into the blaze. �You shall pay for that, you impertinent fool.� Selphar, leader of the Golleths, spoke as he walked up from behind Lemmins. �Now we must kill the boy.� Lemmins turned toward Selphar and an enraged look crossed his face. �You�ll never find the Eye or Flottantville, you monster!� Lemmins pointed his staff toward Selphar and chanted again. Selphar flew into the air and slammed abruptly back down on the hard soil. He stood instantly and glared at Lemmins. He walked close to Lemmins and rose his hand. Lemmins floated gently off of the ground. �Oh, yes, I will because you shall not be around to stop me.� Selphar lowered his arm and Lemmins soared into the night sky. Another Golleth suddenly galloped on his black horse toward Selphar. �Sir,� the Golleth stopped his horse, �the ones carrying the Eye have eluded our troops that were headed toward Soir Vert.� �How did that happen?� Selphar growled discontentedly as he stared evilly into the trees. �Our troops watched both the road and wood.� He grunted as he kicked a stone. �Follow the troops to the valley.� Selphar climbed onto Lemmins�s white steed. �Yes, sir.� The Golleth turned back toward the road through the woods. �Oh, and Phelchan.� �Sir?� Phelchan responded lightly. �When you arrive there,� Selphar�s stallion began to slowly walk, �burn it.� |
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