Legends of Kepler: Age of Erin

CHAPTER IV: CURTAINS OF CHAOS - SIDE A: A WINTER'S TALE (4)

CHAPTER IV: CURTAINS OF CHAOS - SIDE A: A WINTER'S TALE (4)  

The day was the twenty-three of Um. Three cycles had passed by, since the arrival of the prodigal daughter in the Winter Realm. The woman was in the lower areas of the mountain; her second time in it, accompanied by the minor queen. Queen Garellia accompanied her to find the miracle of the arctic grapes; a unique gift of creation, as they were the only fruits that harvested the coldness of the great mountain lands. And between the cold passages of the lagoons and frozen trees, the eldest daughter was going through the teachings that she had known; for for her, there was no greater gift than the gift of teaching. The vicissitude of the new. The power of learning.

“This world is just made up out of infinite amount of dimensions, Leyra,” exclaims Garellia. “It is said the earthlings have tarried eyes to see; a limited gaze to cover. But there´s a secret door towards the vast of infinity. There´s a hidden state we could all achieve, which reveals the real vision of the universe. Like a frozen mountain, living inside the element of winter. Pleading to be explored. Shouting to be known. Keen to be discovered. And you my friend, had been blessed with eyes of wonder, for you can see through us, and between each other. You can sense the depths of light, and feel the real nature of energy.

“You have unveiled a real awareness, which is the ultimate gift of life.” continues Garellia.” Therefore, this is your real command; a clear liability, for only through the voice of your vision, you will unleash the power resting in everyone´s soul; freedom, conscience, love, and gratitude. Even in the coldest of ages, even in the iced terrains.”

"Thank you, Garellia," Leyra exclaims. “It´s always a pleasure to come to these lakes. I learn from you; I learn from the grace. "

"It's a privileged to be so loved by nature, my friend" Garellia responds. “But it's also a real quest. And as you may already know, it is a rough path, and sometimes overwhelming one. But if you trust in your instincts well enough, you shall become the reason for the smile of the everything. "

The women finished gathering the dozens of winter grapes, and began to climb the burning steps of the frozen water of the ascending mountain; in the direction of the first sacred, the mythical privileged field. Leyra knew the empire perfectly, by now. She spent a lot of time in the Garellia fortress, because there was a huge library; packed with fantastic books, mythical stories, and amazing buzz.

It is here that she headed, after ascending from her sacred journey with the lesser queen. Although this time, she approached the area of hidden files; those where the woman was privileged to reach, between the mystery of the hidden, And in its delicate corridors, a collection of legends was found. As an overboard silence of fantasy; quietly enough, to become a long room of wisdom. A long cloak of pride. 

A sudden dethrone occurred then, within the cosmic imagination of the young woman´s mind. The answers for the everything. The wonders of the nature asleep. The universe voice, thoughts, and will; the creatures of the unknown, the honest purpose for the earthlings. The beast of mistress, the reasons of miscue. The secrets of the shadows, the foreign forces of the light. The harassment for the awakened, the vow for the enlightened. The trials of life, revealed in words, laws, and energy. Forces of the undiscovered, whose flowers bloomed hundreds of years ago. As a blessing for this realm. As the hidden truths, hoard by the mutual queens. Over the spring where they doused them, and fostered them; until they showed the realest reality, now prevailed in the hall of clarity and gospel. Upon their unique science, upon their treasured education.

"What are you doing here?"

“For lord sake! Vecoria! " shouts Leyra. "Why you scaring me like that ?!"

"I said, why are you here,"

"Well I can I ask you the same thing"

“I´m here because I wanted to prove me wrong, but it seems I didn´t” exclaims Vecoria. “I told you these are never to seek books. Why Garellia has authorized you I here? "

“I´m sorry Vicky, calm down” says Leyra. “I´m just curious about something Garellia told me. I can believe that she knows about it, since I thought it was only on my book. "

"What are you talking about?"

"It's a lost legend, around the Mines of Muhrjk" says Leyra. “I´ve been fascinated by this sine I was seventeen, the first time I read it. It's the Giant's Medallion; the sacred of the caves. "

"What my sister told you about it?" asks Vecoria.

We just talk about it, since she taught the story was only on her archives, but I showed her the legend on the Lexicon, and she was stunned. She told me there was more details, upon one of these books. "

“I ask her if I could find the written, and she allowed me” continues Leyra. “I just want to know more about it Vicky. Although I can't find go, maybe you can help me? "

"This is the hidden area of the archives, it shouldn't be doing this" exclaims Vicky. “But it will only be this time. You understand me?"

"Yes, just this time."

The winter queen emanated from her right hand a power in the form of white and blue circular lights, and an essence began to withdraw in the nearby heights of the place.

“This is Denerith's Holy Book,” Vecoria exclaims. “He relates in a set of verses the fall of Inhorem, and the appearance of the elven kingdoms in this third age. Open your book."

The daughter of the rivers opened the third period of the Book of Leyra; She looked at the end of her writings, and there she found the little writing describing the great sacred medallion.

"Your book speaks of a holy water medallion, but the Denerith describes the medallion as the main part of a giant necklace." Vecoria responds. "A unique item guarded by the great giant Morren of Ivgar."

"Who was he?" Leyra asks.

"He was formerly known as Governor Hardael of the former Golden Assembly." Vecoria responds. “According to the third scroll of the Denerith, he was the last god of the assembly, and the only one to emerge from an elven origin. He was one of the main guardians of the elves.

"The necklace was a weapon, once blessed and gifted by your father" continues Vecoria. “The brilliance of its crystals eliminated all impurities, and all dust that was around it. Once activated, its crystal stones enlivened glowing energy, absorbing the emergence of the locket, and from it illuminated a holy streak from the reflection of light by the drop of holy holy water. "

“The golden assembly in the second generation included the giant as guardian of Inhorem. The legend of the giant speaks of his small regime and his might. But before the final onslaught of delirium, at the departure of the Infernal Dragon, his mortality was withdrawn, and his deity powers were lost in the miseries of the cataclysm. "

"But what is this cataclysm that every elf talks about?" Leyra asks.

“An extermination; a series of unspeakable catastrophes are recounted below. " Garellia continues. “Those who forced Hardael to mobilize together with the princes, Elgoneth, Helena and Eleanor; embarking on the male prince's crew.

"How does this story end?" exclaims Leyra. "That is, why does the Lexicon speak of the presence of the necklace in the northern mines?"

“Because Hardael came to the valley; because he arrived right here, righ into the infinite mountains. " Vecoria continues. “The legend ended by saying that Hardael made his way to Muhjrk when he touched down, and lived there for several years. Until one day, he set out on an expedition deep in the mines, looking for fixed gold, and he was never seen again. The necklace never appeared because he took it with him that day on the expedition. But the legend said that the mythical necklace would always be protecting a sacred power, since the holy water of the first river of Elgoneth, would remain intact for those who wanted to reactivate it for good reasons and good intentions. "

"I really want to see that necklace," says the woman. “You know, not many stories in the Lexicon catch my attention. But without a doubt, this is one that I would love to appreciate. "

"I would like to encourage you to do so, but you would have to find the body of a fallen god" says Vecoria. “It is unlikely that it exists, but if its remains are found in the mines, the necklace must remain there, along with the medallion beatified by your father.