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Posted December 24, 2013
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Jubi yammered on like a tour guide for the entire morning. While annoying, I actually learned some stuff about the Real World.
It was split into two realms: the Night Realm, where we were headed, and the Day Realm, which had been running around like a chicken with its head cut off since the Voice killed the Light King, stopping the only dynasty, to ensure his own immortality. The realms were divided into provinces, and each, like an alternate universe type thing, were the same in each Realm, only twisted to fit their Realm's stereotype: the Army Province, where the army and their families lived, the Wooded Province, where the untamed Mythics-mythical animals-resided, the Scraper Province, for the skyscrapers set there (it was where the richer lived), and the Outer Province, where the "regular folk" lived, as Jubi put it. We were in the No Man's, which held more secrets than the whole population of the Real World.
I had given the group the word to come out as soon as I believed everything was fine. We didn't run into any monsters, but I kept my bow at hand at all times.
It was around noon when we reached it-a wide dirt path. Jubi got extra excited to see this and explained that we were officially in the Outer Province of the Light Realm, and if we followed this path we would reach a villiage. Bianca was estatic at this-"YAY! CIVILIZATION!"- and ran ahead with Chris, who was ahead because he was, well, Chris.
I let myself fall behind of the pack. The team still didn't know (besides Aiisha) that we had to ressurect a king to be able to leave this horrid place, and I needed some time to contemplate how to break the news.
A light breeze tickled my neck. The weather was quite odd to me-even though it was supposed to be winter in Medford, the tepature was perfect: not too hot, not too cold. It was strange.
But not as strange as what came next.
A faint tinkling, like windchimes, brushed by my ear. It was calming, and I didn't even stop to wonder where it came from. I just let it play, work its way through my ear, and-
I stopped. Huh, weird. I swore someone said my name. Convinced it was just my imagination, I kept moving.
"TONI! WATCH OUT!"
The wind picked up suddenly, carrying the warning. I ducked instinctivly-just as an almost invisible figure swooped above me!
I gasped. The translucent thing crashed into the ground with not a thud to be heard. Groaning, the figure sat up.
The thing had no certain shape. Vaugly, it resembled a tiny person, maybe a fairy, but it had no features, like smoke. It shook one of its appendages-probably its head-and floated up again.
"Are you Toni Burke?" It asked in a high pitched voice.
I nodded silently.
It held out another appendage-its arm-and continued, "Hello, Toni. I am Quece, Gust in training, here to assist a wind Them like yourself."
I furrowed my brow. "What? I'm just a regular Them! What makes me special?" I asked the thing. If you haven't already guessed, I'm used to surprizes.
Quece floated towards me. "You are the most powerful of you powerful Them. That's saying a lot, since you guys are the greatest Them to live." Suddenly, a gust of wind lifted the smoke man up. He screamed at it, "Put me down! Now!" but the gust just lifted him higher. After a minute of him flopping around, the wind seemed to give up and put him down.
He made a movement like dusting himself off, saying, "Like I said, Gust in training. Anyway, walk with me. I've a lot to clear up."
I followed him. Nothing to lose, anyway.