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The wind was still that day. No clouds in the sky, no rain falling to the ground. The suns looked over head on to the tiny island as the natives went about their daily tasks… Perhaps that is what made the day so memorable…

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A small child was born that day, like any other child born on any other day. Looking back it’s doubtful that anyone would be able to say there were any omens or signs that stood out denoting something special… Then again not just anyone is trained to see these things.

That small child was born to a priestess. She was special in that way, but didn’t stand out much in the grand scheme of things. She was not the head priestess, nor was she in charge of any special duties or cares. Her life had simply been devoted to Kamelea, as often many natives tend to do… The goddess of dreams, her role is quite vital here on the island, something that perhaps not all those from the mainland would understand before stepping into our sands.

Little did the child know that his destiny had already been chosen for him on that day.

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Time passed like normal from that moment. The child’s birth was successful, with no complications. A healthy baby boy… Mother and child sat, two pairs of eyes staring into each other’s. One wise to the nature of the world, and the other new to the ways of life…

The child’s name took no time to choose, his mother had already known from the moment she was with child. It was given to her in a dream, and as the priestess she was, she understood the significance of that. Perhaps it was the emotional excitement, or perhaps they knew but just never felt the need of saying anything.

The boy’s name was to be Noa… the child who was free from taboo. A strange meaning perhaps, and it many years would pass before the child would ever come to understand what that name truly meant.

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The boy continued to grow; living like any other child on the island would live. The first years were spent in basic education. Learning how to read, how to write, the difference between right and wrong; the things that all children have to learn in order to grow and mature. Basic arithmetic and the history of the island is also an important topic for children, as well as religion, and the natural lay out of the island, as where it is safe to play and where children best not wander.

The boy enjoyed learning and grew close to many of the children. It is a natural thing, closeness with in the community that forms when there are so few people in comparison. The children spent many afternoons playing on the beach, in the sand, wandering through the many forests that covered the island. All and all life could only be described as normal. At least, normal for the islanders.

It was not until the next stage of education where the child would begin to learn of the path that had been set before him. The next thing that children begin to learn about once they have understood the basics that are required for all is to learn about magic.

On the Island, magic is not some fantastical power that only powerful wizards have, not something that they fear because they do not understand, nor something they seek to master in order to change the world. For the islanders, magic IS. It is a part of life, an every day tool. And the next step is to learn to understand this tool.

Now, at this stage, children do not actually learn the spheres, but they begin to learn about them. What the different spheres are, what purpose they serve, the nature and etiquette that comes with each one. And which are compatible with each other. Learning also about the risks involved is an important understanding as well.

For on the Island, it is not rare to see a person practicing more then one sphere, Hedge mages they are called in the mainland’s magical circles… But there is an understood utility that comes from understanding more then one sphere, some compliment each other, some do not.

Not many people understand the interactions that magic’s have on each other. Not the way the islanders do… They aren’t experts in the subjects; it is more of an intuitive understanding. The type of knowledge that does not come from books or study, but that which comes from years and years, generations of experience passed down from each to the next.

This is the stage that Noa’s education would begin to differ. More and more time would be spend learning about the effects of magic as they interact with each other, how magic effects linger behind after a spell has been completed. It was by order of the Priests of Kamelea that this was done, and as the years would continue to move by things would change more and more for the boy.

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After a child is old enough in the eyes of their elders is when they can begin to learn Magic. Spheres are chosen and tutelage begins. Usually this happens anywhere from the ages of ten up to twelve is rather common. There are exceptions. It may sound strange that children are walking around with vast arcane powers… so it might seem, but for us at that age, learning is slower and children often only need one or two spells to get by for understanding as they grow… True by the time most mainlanders are beginning to learn a sphere of magic we islanders have already mastered the first level of two to three spheres, but that comes from a difference in culture. In truth most mainlander’s, due to their views of magic, often surpass our power due to our spread focus of learning… Occasionally however there are those on the island who focus in one sphere only…

Noa however would never reach this point. For some reason he was unable to, perhaps the elders had known all along, but for the child to learn of his inability, and for the others to get wind, was indeed a dark moment in his life... For those on the islands, not being able to practice magic is like a fish being born that is unable to breath under water.

One year passed after that, after learning that he was unable to practice magic. It was a cruel year… It is just the nature of the island, a generational behavior towards those who cannot practice magic. It seemed to last much longer then it actually did.

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On his eleventh birthday, he would be taken to Kamelea’s temple for a special ceremony. Details were not given, but there was a seriousness about it in the air that could be felt in each one of the priest’s there.
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The Temple to Kaimelea was one of the busiest and most important temples on the island, though all three of the temples could make a claim for that. It was undeniable, that the Priests and Priestesses to Kaimelea served a vital role on the island; it was through their hard efforts that anyone on the island slept at all and they helped care for those whose minds had been severely affected by the lack of sleep.

But as little Noa made his way over to the Temple, the priests and priestesses were not preparing to aid him into sleep, the was a far more serious matter to handle than that. The temple, for Noa, would be easy to navigate as he had surely been there many times in his eleven short eras to visit his mother.

Once Noa entered, an acolyte named Mwem greeted him in her tiny faerie voice, before leading him back to a side room in the temple, her green wings fluttering beautifully. She was all smiles and cheerfulness, not being a priestess yet so she had no idea the gravity of this meeting.

Once let into the room, Noa would see a gathering of his mother and two other priests, the elven Priest Aewyn and another elven Priest Otallalae. The two elven priests greeted Noa with two firm nods, a stiffer greeting than they would have usually given. His mother, however, rose with grace and took a few, long strides over to him and embraced him, folding him into her tightly. Though Noa could not see it, two tears trickled out of her eyes, but when she released Noa she quickly wiped them away so he would not see his mother so. Her voice was soft and whisper,y "Noa, come have a seat with us, there is something we wish to discuss with you."

His mother led the way back to the other priests, and sat down. The three formed a semi-circle with one spot open, clearly the spot that Noa was to take.
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Noa had not noticed the tension in the room, Visiting the temple was a common thing for the boy, as it was for any of the children who’s families served the mistress of dreams. They had many times before spoke with him about many things, the young boy had no idea what sorts of things lied ahead…

He nodded to his mother, a loving but obedient nod, and followed her to the seat that had been left open for him. His head innocently moved between the three of them, looking at each of their faces, still a little clueless as to what was going on. His feet dangled playfully off the floor, as he sat in the chair, clearly meant more for an adult then a child.

Sitting obediently, he watched their faces, waiting with the sort of curiosity that only a child was able to have, for what it was they wanted to discuss…


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The trio, the two elven priests and the human priestess, gazed upon the boy of a mere eleven ordinances, faces stoic and stern. Only in the eyes of his mother, Priestess Lila, would the boy be able to read the sorrow and pain she felt. The elves felt it too, of course, but they were elves and better at masking their emotions. And, they were not the parents of this child; the pain Lila felt was a pain that only a mother can feel fully. The pain of losing a child, for that was what this was to be.

After some time had passed, made to feel like more than it had been due to the heaviness that hung in the air, before Lila spoke again. "Noa, my sweet Noa, you must be terribly curious why we have called you here this brightening and why... why we three are so solemn." Her voice was as soft and whispery as it had been when she first greeted him, much softer and lighter and airier than her normal voice. And lilted with the melodic notes of sorrow. This was not going to be good news.

Another pause, and then she continued, "Noa, I had a dream, and be it from Kaimelea or some other superior being, I know not. But with the counsel of Priest Otallalae and Priest Aewyn has helped me come to the conclusion of the meaning. And all of it, my dream, pertains to you and your fate, my child." She turned her gaze away as if she were suddenly overcome with emotion, though she raised a hand to bid her child not to come to her.

The two priests looked at her, waiting, and then Priest Otallalae, a fair Quel'anthasan elf, turned to Noa, his voice oddly aloof and distant, "The dream is of you and your fate, Noa. The dream is that your death is imminent; that despite your short amount of eras that have kept you in the forested city of Arios, that you shall die. Unless something happens first, something else." He paused and looked at his companion.

Priest Aewyn then took over, turning to Noa, "But your death can be avoided, but at a price: never again may you enter any temple on this island, never may you enter the city proper, and never, ever, must you go near the Black Dome lest you wish to destroy the people of Arios, your mother included. That is the price of the second option." He paused, the two elven priests looked at each other, exchanging much meaning and conversation with their gaze, all of which was silently lost on Noa.

The Quel'anthasan man took over again, "Through out Arios' history, even when it was known as Aeleaeri'i and only we the Quel'anthasans lived here in our tours, there has occasionally been one known as The Opposite. He is the anti Arios in that he is anti arcana. Where he exists, Arcana cannot. His existence is extremely dangerous to Arios, but also beneficial for he has the power to protect Arios from what Arios loves most: Arcana. It is dangerous to become The Opposite, and it is almost a death in and of itself. Never will you see your mother again, that is for certain, or any of us. But if you die, it is the same."

Lila spun around and flung herself at Noa, tightly wrapping her arms around his boyishly narrow shoulders. "Noa, as your mother I will love you no matter what but because of my love all of this hurts me beyond compare. The choice is yours: the possibility of death that cannot be determinable if it will actually occur, or the physically painful metaphoric death and become The Opposite, a Khazer-Druei. Neither choices promise anything: with the first you may live and with the second you may die. I only know what I dreamed. And as much as it hurts me, I beg you to take the second because I cannot live with you dead, but I can suffer along knowing you are alive somewhere on Telath." She buried her face in his shoulder and wiped her eyes on his shirt, then pulled away to look at him, though she still held his shoulders, "But the choice is yours. Go now, go walk around the city and the forest and then come back and tell us what you decide. Take as many candlemarks as you need."

And with that, Noa was shooed from the room and told only to return when his decision was made. Either way, the sites and sounds of Arios would soon be forbidden to him.
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The pain in the faces of the two elven priests was not as apparent as it was in his mothers… It was something that a child was able to sense, a connection that was forged though creation, the link that child shares with parent… At first, Noa was not sure why his mother was so pained, why her eye’s shown so much hurt. Then they began to speak…

Noa sat, listening to them as they spoke… First his mother, he listened to her tell of the dream, and at first, his confusion was not tamed, it was a common thing for those in the service of the goddess of dreams to have, and though these dreams they guided them all… In fact, everyone on the island knew the importance of such things. Which perhaps was why when speak of fates and the sorrow in her voice, when everything started to set in, the boys face began to become worried…

His fate was something that was painful to his mother, he could tell by the wavering of her voice, the lilting sorrow that refused to be hidden as she spoke… Until it was too painful for her to continue on; his attention being stolen by Otallalae, though his voice, as distant as it was, almost otherworldly seeming to Noa at this point continued the explanation, having been those who helped interpret his mothers dream… His fate, as the priest began to explain was death?

It was shocking at first, perhaps so much so that it was able to run over him so quickly that he had little time to react… maybe it was that he really didn’t understand what exactly it had meant, after all, he was still so young, the sands of time had barely began to run through the hourglass of his life, and now… it seemed that it would end. Confusion found another ground as his emotions began to shake, the sorrow that gripped his mother so began to make its way to him, but the elven priest continued to speak… It was of import that the child hear what was told in the dream, there was a duty to be performed…

Unless something happened first… A chance to live, yet live in a world similar to death? How could things be avoided if everything was to change, it was so much to understand, so much to take in. The choice to live, in a world alone…

Magic was the life blood of the people. How was it there could be one that was not of the magic, one who was opposite… It was new to him, and yet, he was being told for a reason, this was the only way for him to live, and yet, to choose life was the same as choosing to die?

His mother wrapped her arms around him tightly, he buried his head against her body, he could feel how much pain she was in, his tears were impossible to hold back, a torrent that even the greatest dams could not muster against… He cried, as his mother spoke to him… tears that would not stay hidden…. Yet his mothers voice sunk into his mind, though only after was he able to recall the words that she spoke to him.

Shooed from the temple the boy walked the island, through the town, wiping his tears as he headed for no destination, letting the wind and his feet guide him towards the shores… The waves crashing upon the rocks that slowly turned to sand upon the beaches… his mother’s voice whispering in the back of his mind… “I beg you to take the second because I can not live with you dead”…

They were powerful words, even knowing that it meant being separated from his mother, he knew that he had to for her… when love is the driving force behind choice, there is little room for “thinking about it”… though he walked the island, thinking… remembering over and over his short life and the words that his mother said to him “Knowing you are alive” …. Visiting where he played, where they lived, “I love you” … places that he had gotten hurt…

Lost in the sea of time, memories crashing against the shore as the little boy walked, accompanied only by the sound of the wind whispering back to him, he made his way along, until finding himself back at the temple…

He didn’t really know what to say, but as he walked into the temple, back to his mother, he knew what he wanted… He wrapped his arms around his mothers waist, hugging her tightly as he mustered against the arising tide of tears that seeing her face brought on. Sniffling against his sleeve, he looked up at her, his eyes wide but full of strength, a stubborn child who had just fallen and scrapped his knee, trying his hardest to not cry… Her little man…

The words were awkward, given with a slow nod, as he stared into her eyes… He didn’t know what lied ahead for him, but he understood that he didn’t want to leave his mother, and she would be able to be ok as long as he was able to be on Telath…

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When Noa returned, he found his way to the room he had been previously and in it sat his mother alone. Her eyes were dry now. It seemed that she, too, was making herself strong for her son; right now, he needed her, his mother. She smiled and opened her arms to him, allowing him to step into her embrace, that motherly embrace that is supposed to keep away all dangers. He was still young enough to believe that, and too young that he should be forced to realize it was not completely true. She stroked his head, running her fingers through his hair like she had done ever since the brightening he had been born.

"Remember, my darling, that whatever happens, that I am a talented dreamer because of my dedication to Kaimelea if you see me in your dreams, you are not dreaming me up. I am there. I will watch over you in the darkenings even if I cannot be with you, and I will find away to reunite us somehow and somebrightening." She pulled away so she could look at her son, though she still held onto his shoulders, "You are so grown up and brave, Noa. You are the best son a mother could have, and I cannot express how proud of you I am. Remember that this is not goodbye, I refuse to accept that, not even Jalat could keep me from finding you again."

Lila pulled her son into a hug again, "But now you must go, I do not know more than that. My dream said that you would walk into the forest wherever your feet took you and then something or someone would meet you there and that is all I know. You must trust me with this and you must go now, there will never be the time for the goodbye we both want so we must keep it short." Lila pulled him into another, tight but quick hug before placing a kiss on his forehead, cheek, and then lips. She whispered, "I love you," and then pushed him from the room.

Noa left, not knowing if that was the last time in his life he would ever see his mother. All he knew was that he had to go into the forest. So he did. He walked and walked, not really knowing where he was going and after a candlemark the suns had set and he was sufficiently lost. While it was dark, this was Arios, and he was in no need of sleep though his feet begged for rest. He was only eleven ordinances after all. So the boy sat down, on a large, mossy stone that jutted out of the mist.

Noa, however, was not left alone for long. Slipping out from the shadows and trees as silently as a ghost, an elven woman appeared before him as if she teleported there. But more strange than her sudden appearance was her physical appearance. First, she wore no clothes. And her skin was whiter than the freshest snow, and without a single blemish. Her eyes were the colors of a mirror that did not reflect and sparkled with a dozen of colors. Her hair seemed to be as white as her skin, but when the wind blew and the strands separated, Noa could see that each strand was slightly translucent and sparkled like crystal in the light. Only when they all laid together did them seem snow white. And on her face, which was as beautiful as it was with all Quel'anthasan elves, she bore a smile. If she had wings, she would have been an angel.

She stepped forward till she stood just feet from him, completely unabashed of her nudity, "Serale Noa. My name is Enaom'loa'lia, the ever-conscious. Though you probably do not know what that means, most of Arios has forgotten me!" She smiled as if this was an inside joke between the two of them, "Well let me fill you in on the secret. I came over from Quel'anthas in Trelore and settled on this island in Era 7800 and helped found the city then known as Aeleaeri'i, and which you now know as Arios. And between then and now, I have never slept yet I have not lost my mind." She paused, "Or perhaps, maybe I have. So before we begin anything, do you want to ask me any questions, because I likely know the answer. A small gift to offer for the service you shall do Arios."
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As Noa was pushed out of the room by his mother, he held back his tears as he felt she was most likely also doing... He knew that they both had to be strong as they parted; which he felt was the reason that it hurt so much in his chest. The further that he walked from the temple, the harder it became to maintain the strength that kept his tears at bay. By the time the he had reached the forest, leaving behind the last building that defined the edges of the small building, the tears were free of their confines.


The forest was a familiar place, but now it felt so different, the paths no longer having the same meaning that they once held... before he knew taking this direction would take him to the shore, or that direction lead to the singing tree, and even the direction of the black dome seemed to loose its fright, in comparison to the knowledge that no matter where he chose to go, he knew that what ever waited for him would change everything that he ever knew... Letting his feet guide him, he continued to walk, his eyes watching the ground as he took step after step, until the suns started to finally fade away... By darkfall, he found himself in an unfamiliar part of the woods, his feet tired and sore, begging for a rest. Setting down upon a mossy stone the boy lifted his feet from the hard earth and began to rub them a bit, letting out a small sigh.


The boy was alone, though his solitude soon came to an end. A ghostly woman slipped out from the shadows of the dark forest, her appearance catching him off guard momentarily. She seemed to be an elven woman, though her skin was whiter then anything he had ever seen before, and as his eyes examined her, his skin grew slightly red as his gaze quickly found its way to the ground, realizing that she was wearing no clothing... slightly embarrassed it took a moment for him to muster the courage to lock his gaze towards her face. She was like an angel, a vision of awe that he only saw in paintings from the temples... even they seemed to pale in comparison.


As she spoke, he was slightly overwhelmed by the whole situation... Enaom'loa'lia, the ever-conscious... was this what he was supposed to find? So many questions wandered through his mind as she continued on, she was right that he did not know what that meant, though the nature of the joke seemed to be lost on him... She continued to speak, a smile gracing her lips, about her past, though he did not know exactly what to make of it all, if she was speaking the truth she would have indeed known much about the nature of the island, and perhaps even how it became the way the young boy knew... Though perhaps more importantly he wondered about how it would become. His attention faded in and out, divided between her soothing voice and the many questions in his mind. His attention did however single in on the part where she asked if he had any questions, and that she likely knew the answer... Though such a thing held an immense pressure for the boy... there were so many questions that he wanted to ask, some of them he felt didn't have words yet... and he was certainty unsure as where to begin. Taking a moment he let his eyes wander back to the ground bashfully, mulling the many many things that he had been wondering about since he started walking. A few moments passed, broken only by his eyes wandering back over to her feet, to make sure that she hadn't disappeared on him. Finally in the confusion of his thoughts he found what he wanted to know most, letting his eyes move to meet with her face he mustered his voice to ask...


Will my mother be ok?”


There were more questions, and fears about himself, but in the moment, he could only think about his mom, wondering if she would be alright after what ever was to happen happened. After all, it was the reason he was doing this, because he felt it was what she felt was the best way for them to continue to be together, even though both of them knew nothing was going to remain as it was... The pitter patter of his heart beat thumped heavily in his chest as he waited in response, the short amount of time from the moment the question left his lips seemed to stretch on forever in the chaos of the other questions that welled up waiting to see if they could ever get a chance to be heard... somewhere in the back of his mind, a small thought wondered if perhaps the better question to ask would have been all of them.
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The celestial elf took a step closer, extending her hand to touch the boys shoulder in a moment of reassurance; when her fingers extended the tips sparkled like her hair did, and they seemed to be almost translucent. She cocked her head at the boy and stared at him curiously before she moved to sit next to him on the rock. If she noticed his sudden shyness at her nudity, she either did not care or did not acknowledge it. Nudity meant nothing to her; the humans had sexualized the nude body, she had not.

The elf was silent after the question as she thought, and the minutes ticked by; it was perhaps because she did not know the answer or that she was thinking about it, or it could have been because as old as she was, time meant less and minutes danced by without her notice. Or perhaps she did notice them and was allowing the boy to think about his question first; for if anyone knew Lila, it would be her son Noa.

Her crystalline eyes, the color of a non-reflecting mirror, continued to gaze out into the shadows created by the towering trees. "Noa you are an interesting boy. If I had said that you could ask me one question and only one question, I am sure you would have asked the same one, wouldn't you have?" She turned to face him now, pulling her legs up onto the stone and wrapping her thin arms around them in an embrace, "Most people would ask about their own safety first, or ask questions to bring them power. And then, even more altruistic people wish to know about the past." She laid her head on her knees as she continued to study him, "But not you, no. People like you are rare, especially these brightenings. You have a large heart, Noa, never lose it or let the world shrivel it."

The boy's question still had not been answered and Enaom'loa'lia seemed in no rush to continue on. In stead, she let another period of silent reverie pass, nearly an entire candlemark, before she spoke again. Up this close, Noa could tell that she was not as pure white as she had originally seen, but thinner places on her body had that translucent, crystal-like quality. Like the tip of her nose, her eye lashes, and lips. When she sat still like this, she seemed almost like a statue carved out of diamond, only the wind in her hair and the slight movements of her chest while breathing indicating otherwise. Enaom'loa'lia was patience personified.

Finally, she spoke; her melodic voice broke the silence as softly and gently as if she started with a whisper and built up to her normal speaking voice. "Noa, I am not a prophet nor a goddess; I am no seer nor witch. I have only existed for a very long time, and because of that I know patterns of humans very well. Many generations of humans have been born then matured, began to age and finally have died while I have watched the city of Arios." She paused again, letting her words sink in. All that she knew about the future was guesses based on the past; she had no methods of seeing the future any clearer than that.

"And I shall use you to help me decide the answer to that, for you are the product of your mother in more ways than you realize. It is because of her that you are strong, and I am sure it was her that nourished your tender heart." She turned to the boy again and smiled cheerily, though a hint of melancholy was hidden in it, "Your mother is a talented dreamwalker, and a strong woman. I believe that she will be fine as long as you are fine. Wherever you are, she can find you. Whatever you do, she can see you. You are what pushes her forward, and you will continue to do that, I am sure. In short, her well-being is directly tied to you and your safety. Does that answer satisfy you?"

The crystalline elf paused again, allowing her answer to sink in and giving the boy a chance to process what she said; Noa, now, had all the time he wished to question her about this, if he so desired. This woman seemed to be made of patience, after all. But she had a question for him, "Tell me Noa, what do you know about The Opposite? What did they tell you and what can you guess? Do not worry about being wrong or right, tell me what your heart tells you when you hear that. What are your fears and hopes about it?"
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It took some time, but eventually the fact that she was nude seemed to fade into the background. There was something about the way that it seemed unacknowledged by her that took away the embarrassment of the situation. The silent moments ticked by while Enaom'loa'lia offered her thoughts on the matter... At first it seemed as she was dodging the question, perhaps as if there was no clear answer for it. But at the end, her answer seemed to satisfy the boy, it was clear in his eyes as he let what she said sink into his mind... It was actually similar to something that his mother might say, there was comfort in that, and her words were true, he knew in his heart that as long as he was here, still alive; at least as much alive as his new life would be, it was hard to imagine exactly what sort of life that was going to become, but looking at Enaom'loa'lia he felt that it couldn't be that bad. There was a calming air about her, a serenity that seemed to surround her...

More silence passed between the two as he thought about what she had said to him. In the silent moments the little boy let his feet dangle off from the rock as the two sat, his legs moving back and forth slightly as he sat in contemplation.

The crystalline elf broke the silence between them, her question seemed to catch Noa off guard, though more the whole situation was setting into his mind still... He knew, he could tell, that she had something to do with the opposite, that she was what he was to meet here in the woods. His eyes moved up her legs to meet with her face, turning his body to meet with her, slightly mimicking her pose as he did, finding it a more comfortable position to sit with his sight upon her... it seemed a little rude to speak with her directly with out meeting her gaze in return. Only this morning had he really heard about what the opposite was, let alone the title. As he stared into her eyes, he tried to remember how his mother had spoke about it, what they had said...

I... only heard about it this morning. One known as the opposite is supposed to protect Arios from its magic... But I never thought that we needed protection from magic. Thats what gives the island life, is it not... “

He knew that his response was more of a question then much of an answer, though he quickly continued speaking, allowing his child like curiosity to run free, his mind having finally acquired some sort of organization of his wondering...

Though they made it sound like there was only one, sometimes... What is going to happen to you if I a supposed to become the Opposite?”

He knew he really had no idea what that entailed, though he was concerned for Enaom'loa'lia, even though he had just met her, he could tell that she was a good person, and didn't want to see something bad happen to her.

En aom loa lia...”

He continued on slowly trying to get as much out as he could before his mind scrambled his thoughts again, to make sure that he could at least get what seemed to be the important parts, or at least the ones that wanted out now, to be out there...

How did you become the Opposite?”

There was a hint of unsureness in his voice, the way the sound trailed up in that questioning way when someone is unsure of what they're asking... He wasn't really exactly positive, but now more then ever he felt he was sure enough that she might be to ask...
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A melancholic smile fitted itself across the face of the crystalline elven woman; her odd eyes sparkled with an odd light, "Nao, you might be one of the most fascinating human boys I have ever met. And if you knew how old I was, that means quite a lot." A small laugh and then silence again. Enaom'loa'lia was so old that being silent for a candlemark was like being silent for just a few moments for Noa; time had a much different meaning for her.

She did not address the Noa's concerns about her first, in stead dealing with his questions in the order that they had been asked, "The Opposite is an irregular position in Ariosian history. There has not always been one, though there has been one more often than not since Era 8500, so for nearly two thousand eras. Though you shall be the first one that is non-elven, never has a human been in the roll of The Opposite. In the rest of the Kingdom, The Opposite would be known as Khazer-Druei." Enaom'loa'lia shrugged her narrow shoulders slightly, "A rose is a rose is a rose, by any other name it is still a rose. And you, Noa, shall be come a rose, or so to speak." Enaom'loa'lia smiled in a maternal way at him, and reached out to touch the boy's cheek. Her fingers were warm, but felt as smooth as glass.

"Now why is The Opposite necessary? Well, Noa, that is complicated and I can only begin to explain it now. But you and I shall have eras to discuss it, especially as you form your own opinions. Arcana is life in Arios, that is true. But Arcana, when used in excess as it is, leaves residue, which is known by mages as Arcane Contamination; this can have positive effects, but it also can have very negative effects as well." She let that sink in, or she was thinking about her words again, "Arios, despite its small size, causes a significant amount of this. Only the Opposite, or perhaps not, can correct this contamination when it proves to be dangerous to Arios."

"There is also another purpose. Mages are often attracted to Arios, for the people are magical and so is the island itself. Some wish, perhaps, to come and experiment and others might wish to cause harm to our ways of life. Only The Opposite is completely immune to arcana, well, not completely but it is possible to become that way. The Opposite is essentially Arios' protector from itself and from other mages that wish to disrupt us. For a mages greatest enemy is another mage." Enaom'loa'lia watched the boy, studying his face for the slightest reactions to her words. "The Opposite protects the life of Arios."

A warmer smile warmed the crystalline face of this ancient elf, "Your concern for me is heart-warming, but a bit misplaced. Surprisingly, I am not The Opposite, though I often am confused by non-Ariosians that do see me as a Khazer-Druei. This is not true," She touched her skin, feeling the smooth, glass-like quality of it, and then held out her arm if the boy's childlike curiosity wished to explore it a bit more, "No I am the product of arcane contamination, something we can discuss later. But it has extended my life and is the reason I am the Ever-Conscious. But I am also the one who has created the last two Opposites. So nothing will happen to me because you are replacing me, because you are not, but the process is dangerous. I will not lie to you. But I am experienced, and I would worry not about me, for I shall do all I can to protect you."

And now they had come to how the process worked, a complicated discussion and one that even she, Enaom'loa'lia, the possessor of great knowledge, was not entirely sure. "The process is complicated, even for me who has seen it twice. Simply put, you will be merged with a Soulstone and your appearance will change. How? I cannot tell you, for it is different for everyone, though you shall look a bit like me. Do not worry about it, I will love you no matter what you look like." She smiled; it was the first mention of love, in the most maternal sense. And best of all, it was true.

Enaom'loa'lia moved with sudden speed, just her arm, and produced a stone that was a beautiful white color and offered it to Noa. If he took it, he would find that it was very cool to the touch and would not warm up. "But Noa, this process is dangerous. I am also a Mistress of Sorcery, and I could try to unbind you, though I think that shall prove to be more fatal. But I must give you the decision: do you wish me to mere you with the stone, and if successful you shall live in the forest with me, or we can try to unbind you, though that I believe will prove fatal. You see, someone who is truly capable of becoming The Opposite is incapable of being unbound, and I sense that to attempt to unbind you may kill you or worse."

No secrets were being kept, despite Noa's age; Enaom'loa'lia spared no details from the boy, she was treating him like an adult. He was about to go through a process that grown men did not know of and he was making decisions no children his age should have to. "The decision is yours."
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Noa blushed a little bit, every child loved to be praised, and the way that Enaom'loa'lia talked bared a similar manner to the way his mother talked with him, and that made him feel more comfortable here with everything that had begun to happen. As they sat together, talking, Noa was taken in by her words, really by her in general... She was such a fascinating person really, at least he thought, and in a strange way; a feeling that he was not sure how he truly felt about having, he was happy that he was here.


Ena, a nick name he wondered if he might be able to call her, began to answer some of his questions. It seemed that the Opposite was something not completely unique to the island, though the name that they had given it in the kingdom 'Khazer-Druei' seemed a little bit funny to him... at least in his mind the Opposite made a little bit of sense. He wondered to himself what sort of place such a name came from, though he was not aware at the time of the little face he made when the strange word popped up, a sort of cross-eyed wonderment that seemed to overtake him for a brief moment as he figured 'Khazer-Druei' out; But, as Ena had said, a rose is still a flower if you call it something else. Though he was sure that they were not really talking much about plants, and decided that he had a good idea at what she had meant by that, and gave a warm smile of understanding as her smooth fingers touched his face.


Now the idea of having to protect Arios was one that seemed to sit strangely to him. He understood a little bit about what Ena had meant about Arcane Contamination, it was a subject that had been briefly mentioned in his studies, though he was hardly at a good age to be learning the details of magic theory, and to tell the truth; though he rarely garnished the thought before; was never really that drawn to magic. It was a fascinating concept to him, but that certain draw that seemed to grab everyone else was, well... lost on him. It never really occurred to him that mages from the main lands might be a threat either, though after thinking about it for a while as she talked, he figured that there had to be the possibility, though he had also wondered what would happen should one of those show up... It was easy to say that his responsibility was to protect the island, and while he knew that he really had no idea where to start, he felt that while he wanted to ask the question now, the answers to such things would come. Though, it might be a good idea to ask once he had another chance, he thought to himself; however what Enaom'loa'lia said next caught him by surprise, and thinking back on the moment, was also met with a small sigh of relief once it had sunk in...


It seemed that while she gave off the mysterious presence he felt would be associated with the Opposite, it turned out that she was not... but he was right in thinking that she knew much about the subject. Who would have thought that she was the one who created them. Well... he did, he guessed as the thought passed though his mind, though the exact details about how the process would be done seemed perhaps not so correct, and to his joy, it seemed that there was nothing at the moment to worry about happening to her, with there being only one opposite... Or was there? Still while that jumped into his mind, it was paired with the the knowledge that even if there only could be one, or maybe more then one, either way, it seemed that there was one more worry that could be pushed from his mind.


It did though catch his attention when she mentioned her creation as a product of arcane contamination, a thought that while he knew he didn't know much about, and it was something they could discuss later, made him wonder if Arcane Contamination was as such a bad thing as it had sounded at first.


While the process of coming to be the Opposite sounded complicated, given that not many details, or really no details were spoken of, he did not feel any fear about it, maybe it was the way she had told him that she was going to protect him, and that she would love him no matter how he looked... It was strange hearing those words though, it made his chest hurt, but not in a bad way. It was such a complicated feeling, and in the back of his mind, it was like he almost was unsure if he was being forced to choose between his mother and Enaom'loa'lia or if his life was blessed, being able to have both, to not have to deal with the changes alone. In a quick motion her arm was before him, and just as quickly he seemed to latch on to it, scooting himself closer to her as she spoke to him... he felt like he wanted to curl up in her lap if he could, have her play with his hair, and drift into a dream, that all this talk of death and the pain was really not there... and even though there was such speak of danger, more and more, a lot of the pain seemed to fade away, replaced with a different hurt in his chest, one that just brought a little bit of tears to his eyes.


Not wanting to let go, he rubbed his face against the sleeve of his shirt, wiping away the strange tears that seemed to sneak out, giving a little sniffle as he did... She was giving him a choice, although he knew he did not need one, his mind had been made up from the moment that he began walking in the forest, though the events that followed only seemed to give him the assurance that the path he took was the correct one... Letting a few more sniffles go by as he worked to stop the tears; something he began to smile about, remembering a little how easily it seemed he cried, moved his head to give Ena a good look, his eyes full of more joy then his recently tear fallen face seemed to show, full of a hope that seemed to warm the heart, gave her his answer, knowing exactly what he wanted to say...


I already know that I want to become the Opposite, mom had said she had seen it in her dreams, that everything would be ok if I became, I belive in what she saw, and I believe in what you said too Ena” he paused a little, a faint blush passing over his face, as he more hoped that it was ok for him to call her by a nick name, though he tried to cover it up by finishing his though “What ever it is that has to be done, I will do” he ended with as much conviction in his voice, as much authority as he could muster, command that could come out, for the little boy... though it was less authoritative as it was just plain cute.
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The crystalline elf knew that Noa probably had a thousand, if not more, questions burning inside of him, begging to be asked. He restrained himself, though. This brought a smile to Enaom'loa'lia's lips and she rose from the rock where they stood. "Then we shall not waste a moment, it is time to begin the process. Or at least the preparations, we need the light of the moon to continue further." She reached out her handing, lending it to him if he wished to take it. If she noticed the nickname he had given her, it did not seem to bother her in the slightest. Her name was quite long, after all.

Then, either holding his hand or not, Enaom'loa'lia began to lead Noa through the forests. She moved with a deftness and grace that exposed her great knowledge of these forests; she had been wandering through them for thousands of eras without stop, after all. But the elf restrained herself, conscious that she was walking with a mere boy, and kept her pace slow and fluid. It was easy for Noa to keep up, and especially if he held her hand and followed her steps.

Finally, after nearly a candlemark of walking, the pair abruptly reached the edge of the forest; it seemed to end without notice. At one point their were in the thick of enormous trunks that were larger than some homes, wading through a sea of ferns, moss, and grey mists and then the next they were facing the crashing waves of the Eunesian Sea. They had come out on the western side of the island, and the waters were a bit rougher here. Waves reached out from the salty sea and smashed against the rock beach; the water gurgled between the grey stones before returning into the sea. Only for the process to repeat.

The suns were low in the horizon, preparing to dip beneath the watery line. As they began their brighteningly descent, they lit the sky up in brilliant shades of crimson and red that were slowly turning into royal purples and magnificent shades of blue. It was beautiful. It was breath-taking. Enaom'loa'lia stopped for a moment, the two resting on the grassy strip between the forest and the rocky beach, "Isn't it lovely, Noa? You know what the true magic of a sunset is? That it is not magical at all." She smiled to herself and let him think that one over.

The suns were starting to disappear and the air was cooling, it did not become cold but it was pleasantly cool. A breeze, warmed by the sea, rolled off the water and kept the warm lest the chill did bother them. Enaom'loa'lia pointed to the grass, "We must clear a space in the soil, Noa, will you help me?" And then without further ado, the crystalline elf was on her knees and working to pull the grass out of the soil. The soil itself was moist and a deep, rich brown. Very fertile. Noa, as well, dropped to his knees to help the elf.

The two were quickly able to clear a large, round area before Enaom'loa'lia motioned for the boy to stop. "Noa, I have to do the rest of the setup, it will not take long. In the mean time, you can sit and watch and talk with me or you can go wander along the beach, if you wish." Sitting on the freshly cleared soil, she turned to him and smiled; the strands of her hair fell to the side and dripped, so like the crystals on a chandelier, to the earth. Whichever Noa decided, Enaom'loa'lia began her work, carefully drawing a pentacle in the soft soil and then marking it with runes in symbols. It did not take her long, perhaps half a candlemark. When she was finished, she inspected her work carefully.

Either calling Noa back from the shore or directing her focus on him again, Enaom'loa'lia brought him to her and the two sat facing the pentacle with the sea behind it. "This is how it begins, now we just have to wait for the moon to come and shine its light, and then the process will begin. Do you have any more questions about the process that I can help you with? Or anything else at all?" She reached out and brought her arm around him, the flesh smooth like glass.
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Millions of questions swirled around in Noa's mind about what was taking place, what was going to happen, what really things meant now. How was everything going to change? Though with the moment, the way things were now, his heart was able to calm the swirling worries in his mind. Just having Enaom'loa'lia there, something about her presence, made him know that everything was going to be ok. That everything would turn out alright just as his mother had foreseen.


Noa followed behind Enaom'loa'lia, holding on to her hand as they walked through the forest. There seemed to be so much more to it then he had ever noticed before, but those were the days when he spent his time in the city, and playing on the beaches, in the sands and occasionally wandered into the edge of the forest. Never, had he thought, had he been so far in and so deep. It was as breath-taking as it was mysterious, seeming to go on for ever in all directions around them, and even still Ena was able to navigate with such ease... Even though he knew why she knew the forest so well, in the moment, just that she was so at home as they walked was so amazing in of it self that the reason did not even matter. Just as he was lost in the moment of the thought, the forest seemed to pull away all at once, as if it had caught on to his thoughts, deciding to play upon its own mystery.


Out in the distance, over the horizon was a landscape of swirling purples, deep shades of blues, firey crimson reds, all dancing together in what seemed to be, if he had to put in into words, everything that made magic amazing... It was a view that while he had known what it was, as he stood looking out towards the Eunesian Sea, had always been taken for granted, and then with little warning Ena spoke to him, pulling him back towards a sense of here. The words she spoke made him turn towards here, it was strange, but as he sat thinking about what she said, he seemed to grasp the surface of what she had meant. Looking back out towards the horizon, such an amazing thing, such beauty... Wasn't magical at all. He didn't know it now, but he would later, as time slipped by, come to understand why such a thing would be so 'magical'. Noa simply nodded as he wached the sun as it slowly left the sky, reaching its place of slumber beneath the crashing waves of the Sea.


The cool air kept warm by the breeze that made its way up from the sea, joining the two ever so often, fending away the creeping chill that rolled in with the night. As the darkening crept in, the two moved over the grass, pulling up clump after clump, revealing the rich earth of the island. For Noa, it seemed to pass quickly, loosing track of the passing of time as the project turned from clearing grass to playing in the mud... His clothes quickly turning towards more earthen colors, his hands and feet masked in gloves and shoes made of the land. Once Enaom'loa'lia motioned that enough had been cleared, he gave a few circles of the area, watching Ena drawing in the dirt. Strange complicated signs; each he knew to be related to magic, though their exact uses he was about as knowledgeable on as much as the fish in the ocean knows what it feel like to fly in the sky like the great eagle... From below the surface of the water, it might be seen, but it was something that was not meant for him to experience in that way. Still, it held his fancy for quite some time. Though as the circle grew nearer and nearer to completion Noa felt that it might be important to have some semblance of cleanliness. With out much asking, he headed towards the shore of the beach, knowing that Ena would call him back over when she was ready to continue on... For a brief few moments, he played a game of tag with the waves as they made their way unto the shore, back and forth, slightly timid about crossing into the cooler waters far enough to cast off his earthen made covers, for more natural means... Though, his simple clothes were doomed to carry their new colors for quite some time.


Returning to her, as Enaom'loa'lia gave call to him, he sat down with her, watching the sky as they both waited for the moon to rise, though not quite sure what significance the moon had held for such an event, though in the back of his mind, fantastical stories played out taking full advantage of the young boy's imagination. While they waited, Ena invited conversation in, though weather or not she knew what sort of things were in store as she swirled up the questions that lied in the boys mind.


The darkening was passing, moment after moment, and in the darkness the moon would soon be upon them, with time of course, though when one was waiting for something the silence would have made it seem like eternity until the moon came, but with the moon seemingly a point to end questions; not that such a confirmation of that thought would ever be a question; it made the time seem more fragile in its length.


At the moment he had been torn between a few ideas. He wanted to know more about the simple things once his new life was going to begin... Would he need to eat still? If the opposite was unable to feel the grace of magic did that mean that he would have a bed time? Where was his bed going to be? Then on the other hand he wanted to know more about Enaom'loa'lia. He wanted to know how things were going to change, and how much of what he new was going to stay the same... He wanted to know so much, and yet at the same time, had no idea where to begin. Finally, he let his mouth begin, free from the watch of his mind...


When I become the Opposite, how will things change, not the big things, the every day things... Will I have to sleep? Does the Opposite still eat food, I quite like some of the foods, the candy is my favorite, though I don't know if I can decide between the rock candies they bring in on the sticks or the ones made like little fish... I like to pretend their swimming before I eat them, I can still do that right?"

Taking a breath he looked over at Ena, though more to see what sort of face she was making, or rather more to see if she was getting all of his questions, though he knew that she was...


Will I get to stay with You? I don't think I can live in the city anymore, though I'll be able to visit right? Or will that make things more difficult for everyone, I don't want to mess anything up if that happens, but I can still play with my friends right? But not have to go to school... I'd rather skip going to school, though I'll miss some of the teachers, I liked the art classes, those were fun!


He took another deep breath, there was a question that had started wiggling its way up from the depths of his mind, and watching his facial expressions as he talked, Ena could tell that as he was speaking he had been avoiding asking something. Letting the breath out he looked away from her, back towards the sky, checking to see if the moon was near yet... But also to avoid looking into her eyes, not wanting to show the worry, the small tear that still had yet to decide if it wanted to come out...


Ena... Does the Opposite still die?”


He knew that he was becoming the opposite to avoid his death, but it was to avoid death now... And the way he had been explained the process by the two elven priests at the temple, it was as far as they were concerned just as if he was going to be dead... But even if he avoided death today, tomorrow, next cycle... how far away was it? And could he bare to grow attached to people just to watch them taken by the inevitability of time?


… And how was it that Enaom'loa'lia was able to do it, or was it as lonely as he feared it to be. It was a stinging feeling in his chest as the silence trailed off of his lips. The more the last question sat before them, the more he felt he wanted to be here. If his worry of loneliness was true, and even more so if it was not.
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A mouth without a filter was exactly how a child's moth should work; they were supposed to ask all questions that crossed their minds without thinking. It was natural and it was precious. Childhood was a blessed period of time and too soon gone, far too soon for Enaom'loa'lia. To her, she would blink and Noa would be a young man. But for now, she listened to his questions carefully, letting the full weight hit her mind. In typical fashion, the crystalline elf let silence fill the gap between Noa's questions and her response like rain into a teacup. Her sparkling eyes danced out over the water, studying the waves as they slipped out of view and hid in the darkness of the darkening. Already stars were starting to sparkle like so many diamonds on a black velvet cloth.

Enaom'loa'lia could not help but smile faintly at the first barrage of questions; their simplicity was admirable and so childlike, his questions mixed with his concerns and feelings. She hid the smile from him, which was not hard to do, for a faint smile on her was barely the twitch of the corners of her mouth, "Your brightening to brightening life will change and it will not." Oh, the contradictions that life gave, "The Opposite eats food, yes, that will not change! And if you like candies, you can still eat them! But you will have to tell me if your tastes change when you become the Opposite, for I have never thought of asking before. Now sleep will change gradually over your life. The magic of the island is much more powerful than you will be able to counter for a long time, only if you become a very powerful Opposite will you ever begin to feel the need to sleep. But, you will become like me. From this darkening on, Noa, you shall not be able to fall asleep because the Priests of Kaimelea bless you so. We shall roam the island in constant consciousness."

While the island took away the physical need for sleep, it did not take away the for the mind. For those that did not sleep, they were prone to mental illnesses and insanity, which were also common among those that went through the ritual that Noa was about to. But if Enaom'loa'lia could exist for thousands of eras without once sleeping without succumbing to insanity, then Noa could do it as well. It would just take training and practice and Noa would have to observe what the elf did. More silence filled the darkening before she responded to the next barrage of questions, "Yes, you will get to stay with me, or accompany me as you wish. Sadly, though, returning to the village will be... restricted. On occasion you may go, but you must hone your skills first and learn to control them, lest you cancel out an important spell on accident." She cocked her head and him and smiled reassuringly, "But you will get to return and see your friends and you will make more friends out here. It may seem lonely, but a tree has more sentience than you may have ever realized."

And then the questions boiled down to the most serious of all, the question that all sentient races pondered: the question of death. Enaom'loa'lia studied the boy trying to figure out exactly what he was trying to express with that question. Her face was as smooth as glass and in the starlight, it sparkled like a diamond, "Does the Opposite die?" She repeated the question to herself and then through one back at him, "Do you wish to live forever, Noa? Forever is a long time, even I do not know how long forever is or if forever even exists..." She let her words trail off, enough philosophy for now. The moon was high and shone its light bright on the soil and illuminated the pentacle. It was time to begin.

Enaom'loa'lia smiled warmly at Noa, "It is time, Noa, are you ready?" And assuming the boy had no further questions or sudden reservations, the crystalline elf would usher him to stand in the center of the pentacle. Smiling, she would pass him the Soulstone; it was cool and smooth to the touch and, for its small size, it was surprisingly heavy though still quite easy to hold. Small enough to fit easily in one hand. Enaom'loa'lia then drew a circle of arcana around the pentacle and Noa that prevented anything from the outside going in and then drew another around that to prevent anything from the inside coming out. "These, Noa, are to prevent anything coming it to harm you and from anything from coming out and harming me. But do not be concerned, everything will be fine." She smiled reassuringly.

With no warning the process began; Enaom'loa'lia teleported the boy so that the Soulstone would transpose itself upon the body; flesh and stone would become one. But as soon as the spell was cast, Noa lost consciousness. He had no idea what the crystalline elf did; at one moment he was standing watching her; unable to watch the weaves of arcana as she wove them, to Noa it seemed that she just stood there. And then a flash. And then nothing.

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Blink. And another. Bright light was flooding Noa's vision when he came to. Surprisingly, he was not groggy and felt no pain. Actually, as he studied himself, there were no changes at all to his physical self. But once Noa's attention shifted from his unchanged self, he would realize that everything else had changed quite severely. For one thing, it was no longer the darkening and the suns were high and bright in the sky. There was not a single cloud in the sky, which was odd, but even odder was that countless rainbows arched across the sky. Some were huge and others tiny, but al were vibrantly and intensely colored.

As Noa looked around him, he would find that all the colors of the island had intensified, as if he had re-colored everything with the bright paints from his art class. And the trees! The trees had changed! No longer were they formed of thick trunks covered in a mass of green leaves. No they were thin sticks that erupted from the ground and upon the sticks was the rock candy he liked so much. It was a rock candy forest! Something was missing, however, Enaom'loa'lia was not with him and no matter where he looked or how much he called, Noa would not find her.

Whatever emotions fell upon was a mystery, the island was so dramatically changed it was almost inconceivable. Then suddenly, an ounce of normalcy returned: he heard a voice. A very familiar voice. It was calling to him from behind the trunks of the rock candy trees, nestled in the candy forest. "Noa! Noa! Come quickly! Help me, save me!" It was the voice of his mother.
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Noa had grown used to the pauses in conversation that came with Enaom'loa'lia, her ancient wisdom sifting through the sands of time as she looked at the patterns of the world for answers; or at least that's probably how Noa would have put it had he a move verbose vocabulary, though as the child of a priestess he was at least decently read enough that he could have mustered something similar in idea. He enjoyed watching her as she thought. He felt that maybe others might not have understood, watching her it was peaceful in the silent night, maybe it was something about Ena's statues nature that reinforced the calm.


When her answers finally came, they were met well. He had a feeling that his normal brightening life would change, at least a little bit... and in a way, there was a little bit of excitement in the nature of her answer; it had a reassurance to it that things would be alright, yet there was enough mystery to make the next day an Adventure! And really, that was what being alive was all about. On the other hand, her mention of being able to continue to eat candy came with a smile that could only find it's way on to the face of a child. Her comment about changing tastes seemed to have gotten lost in the fantastical visions of candy, though it would probably have to be a revisited thought later.


Sleep, was something that all Ariosians' knew the importance of, and it was less of a taboo to the children of the island then perhaps compared to the mainlanders since it generally came once a cycle. While Noa gave a happy nod, still smile drunk from thoughts of candy, he really didn't realize what it meant to not be able to sleep... Something that was taken for granted, and partially lost on him due simply to the innocence of youth. Luckily, he had someone like Enaom'loa'lia to watch over him. Later in time, he would learn more about the troubles of consciousness.


Being able to stay with Ena was another sound of good news, allowing his smile to continue, and even though he knew that he wouldn't be able to go into the village when ever he wanted anymore, he was able to cope with the idea, because he was not alone. For as much as he had someone in the village who loved him, he had someone in the forest who offered him just as much love. Why? That was never a question that crossed his mind. It was simply something that Ena had told him, and his heart decided to believe her... because that's not something people lie about, his mom always meant it when she said so... Which meant obviously, Ena had to mean it too! And he would get to know more about his home then he ever would have, something that spoke to the good nature of a honest Ariosian boy... Besides, he could still play with his friends outside of the city on occasion, and he was pretty sure that she was right when she said he would make new friends... Making new friends was always an enjoyable time.


Through all the answers about the things Noa likes he had forgotten the weight of his last question, or more he really never realized the weight it carried on its own. He was curious if he was going to still die, he wasn't sure why he had asked, or even what he was going to do with the answer once he got it, but his smile faded a little as he thought about her reply... Did he want to live forever? He really didn't know what forever was... He wanted to live, that much he was sure about. He wanted to stay with Ena as well, that much was easy... But to fully answer, there were so many things that he just wasn't able to consider. He wasn't able to imagine living to see his mother, or the people he cared about die, watching new children born and grow up, coming and going... Many of the aspects of Ena's life he probably could not even begin to imagine, and he knew she had seen so much, for what he could understand, and she did not even know for sure about forever. For now he could only look up at the sky and give a meek reply, a soft voice, though it carried a sureness about it; even if it said only that he was sure that he was unsure...

“I... don't know...”

The silence came back in like a wave returning to the shore. It would have been awkward for any other pair, but silence had become a rhythm for them, a pause to breath, to let things take their course before changing the beat. And just like that, the time came for a new beat. Noa gave Ena a nod coupled with the simple child like affirmation of “Mnn” as he rose to follow her to the Center of the circle. Taking the stone from her he held it in his hands, carefully, slightly afraid to drop it, as the weight caught him a bit off guard. Even for its small size it was fascinating to him, so cool and smooth, as Ena spoke, he tried holding it up above him, looking at it in comparison to the stars that glittered in the darkness beyond, it was almost like holding a little piece of the heavens in his hands. While Noa did not understand, or feel the need to worry about, the arcane circles that Ena had been drawing for protection; after all, everything was going to be alright, and so he returned her smile, giving her another little nod.


As far as Noa was concerned Enaom'loa'lia was just standing before him, outside of the circle, watching him... But he was no mage, and so was unable to follow the strands of magic in the air carefully being woven into patterns and shapes, raw forces given new meaning to the world. That was the way of magic, something Noa was content with it belonging to others. Perhaps a strange idea for an Ariosian, but That was not his place in life...


There was a flash, that's what Noa would remember, followed by nothing... That was the best word for it, he actually did not know what came next, there could have been something, but if there was, it was a secret held away from the boy. Eventually, there began glimpses of light. It took a few tries to realize it was himself blinking, and When his vision cleared the scenery had changed. All around things were different, and at first it was difficult to place, perhaps because he was looking up. They sky was painted in various colors, multiple rainbows arching across the sky, more then Noa was able to count and growing up on the Island, while the occasional rainbow made its appearance, there were usually more clouds to go with it. That was not the only thing that changed around him however, Looking around, slowly turning where he stood, everything was different, it was hard to believe that this was even the same place he had grown up. The Distant waters, strange colors, even the trees, Oh the Tree's they had changed, and quite noticeably at that!

Many people might have started to question where this place was... Trying hard to come up with a reason for it to be, or try to understand what it was... But to Noa, to a child, that was not important. It simply was, there was no why? Why was saved for idea's that grown-ups tried to explain. This, this was for exploring! This was a place where you found out for yourself.

It was like small sticks of rock candy erupting out of the forest floor, a multitude of brightly colored flavors all reaching up towards the sky, glittering in concert to the rainbows in the sky. It was, strange, exciting, but strange... These were the first emotions to take him. He wasn't frightened at first, more confused as to where he was; and after a moment of taking in the scenery it struck him. Ena was gone.

“Ena!... Ena!... Where did you go?”

Noa called out to her, but there was no reply. Perhaps she could not hear him, perhaps she was somewhere else. A more rational person wouldn't have thought that, obviously here was not where he once was, but he wanted her to be here, and if she wasn't right in front of him then the only other place she could have been was somewhere he had to go looking for her! And so, with one small step followed by another, and another, a new beat had begun, the silence occasionally interrupted by him calling out for her, listening, never giving up. He wasn't sure what direction he was traveling, but to him, it hardly mattered. His mind was occupied on more important things.


Time passed, though how much he couldn't have been bothered with keeping track of, it had to have been a somewhat small amount, since it slipped by unnoticed, until he finally received a reply. The voice came from some of the tree's deeper in the strange Rock candy forest, and as soon as it hit his ears, he knew who it belonged to. His heart instantly began to race, over taken with excitement. It was his mother's voice, and though it had only been one day since he had last seen her, he couldn't help but feel excitement, he wanted to see her. He wanted to see someone so badly! He never liked being alone; not the type of alone where you know someone is around, like playing by yourself, it was the alone where you weren't sure if there was anyone else... His feet just began to move, faster, unconcerned about what was before him, any obstacles that might lie in his path, there was only the excitement of seeing his mother again; since he did not know when the next time would come that he could see her.


As his feet moved towards the tree's that he thought her voice had come from another emotion began to make its way into the picture, there was confusion, mixed with mild traces of fear... Now the words began to finally take shape in his mind, where before there was only my mothers voice, now it began to become what she had said. She was calling for help, quickly, and come save me... and she needed him. They all began swirling around in his head, stirring at his heart, and even though it caused him to try to push himself, run faster if he could, his mind seemed to go blank, frozen in mid thought as what to do... What could he do, he didn't even know what was happening, though simple things like that never really crossed his mind, and for all the power of a child's imagination, it never learned how to rationalize things out of proportion... it could only focus on one thing, he was going to see his mother, and he was going to do something to help.

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