Cetra ritual part two: the journey (to all)


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Posted by Isilheledh on Ringare 05, 2002 at 01:19:15 am

Two days have passed since i left the village, the wind has wiped out all tracks nd a bit scared I walk further. "*shakes the snow off* good lord, where has he gone to, no man can run that fast, he has to stop for a while..." I sigh while hiking on. "*thinks* Riwaïn where are you!!" it is as a cry, yet no one answers. Afraid of what might've happened I continue my journey as if an invisible map unfolds itself inside my head. The snow becomes thicker and the clouds that were grey turn black while the temperature begins to drop. "A storm, I must find a shelter..." I mumble to myself. At a distance I can see the peeks of the mountains and begin to wonder where my beloved one is. Shivering from the cold I hike on trying to fight the heavy winds that seem to bite straight trough my clothes. Yet the idea that I'd lose his track forgood makes me fight even harder and to my own surprise I reach the pass even before the storm bursts loose. "*shakes her head* no use going further, i have to search for a shelter..." I think to myself, altough my heart desires to go on, yet my wisdom tells me to rest before I freeze to death. It doesn't take long before I find the entrance to a cave and crawl inside. Behind me the wind howls and the snow begins to fall. "*sighes* just in time" I sigh again and sit down far from the entrance. I begin to wonder how Gonfindle is. "The storm must've hit him too...maybe I'll find him tomorrow." I speak to myself while eating some dried meat. Suddenly my attention is drawn by a strange blue/green glow coming from the back of the cave. Curious I crawl further noticing that the corridor becomes wider and taller so that I'm able to stand up and walk on. "*notices the large stone hall* oh? this is beautiful...really beautiful..." I exclaim as I see the colours of the stones. At the back of the hall upon a stone altar lays the largest ruby I've ever seen. "*walks closer and looks at the ruby* oh my what a large one...*touches it yet doesn't pick it up* Uh? what's this? *gazes at the text written upon the altar*restingplace of Zhephyr, he who awakes him is the master *scratches hair* what does this supposed to mean." I ask to myself, before picking up the ruby. "*caresses it* if you trust me, we can be friends..." I say. Suddenly everything begins to shake and rumble while the ruby bursts into a zillion pieces. I back away from the altar pressing my back against a wall as a thick smoke begins to fill the hall.

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