Post by Deleted on Sept 8, 2009 20:56:35 GMT -5
The Legend of Flare
For all those who do not know my story i am Flare...second son into my house a kaisian a noble but destructive race...bound by our laws to be keeper of the shards....i am now all thats whats left..this is my story...
Part 1: The Curse of a Gift
The wind blew softly over the large oak walls of there village hundreds of feet tall and as old as time trees and vines intertwined into there bindings a dark shadow over the village but a welcomed protection from the forests around. A large temple stood at the back of the village carved into the cliff face its spires long and high engraved with strange and majestic signs, Flare sighed as he slipped from the wall he was sitting on floating gently down to the ground as he started up the steps to wards the large temple his blue eyes watching the flickering of flames inside. He had always feared the place as a child its walls held shadows to him his breath quickening as he stood at the doors no more than 15 it was his time to be gifted.
As he approached two hooded figures stepped from the dark one pulling back his hood to reveal his farther a large scar he wore across his nose from the wars before him, Flare smiled at his farther as he greeted him " i came as you requested farther....is it time " he spoke looking past him into the dark corridors a slow nod from his farther and a hand placed on his shoulder firmly unnerved him as he followed them down into the main chamber. A large alter stood at the front of the room large flames flickering wildy and a small glow from the center of them pulsated as he entered the room.
Flares farther Rizar stepped forward to the flame his side from his son soon filled by a guard of the temple both now holding his arms as panic soon started to fill Flare, shadows dancing round the walls casting against statues of dragon like creatures. A smile crept across Rizars face " It is time..my brothers....my son will bare the shard....and become a true kaisian!" he bellowed through the halls are more people came into view. The glow from within the flames increasing the flames flickering wildy as his hand reached forth and took a small fragment from the flames walking back to wards Flare " this is your fate..and ur purpose... " he spoke opening his hand the shard slowly floating from it glowing a searing white. Flare shaking as he stood staring into it his blue eyes widened chanting filling the room as he tryed to force his arms free.
A sudden gust of wind blew into the temple as a figure ran down the corridor the guards being flung back " RIZAR stop this....HES OUR SON!" the voice shouted guards rushing to the spot to stop the struggling woman Rizar turning to her " This....is what must be done...." he spoke approaching her. Flare stopped as he sunk to the floor a searing pain flooded his chest as the fragment stuck him and then darkness came.
The room shook slightly as the candles blew a light suddenly flicked from Flare as he started to rise from the floor flames suddenly engulfing his body as he opened his eyes. Rizan smiled " that...is my son " he smiled as he stood approaching Flare as he spoke " in all of our ages...none as young has been chosen by flame and risen " he cheered his smile soon fading as Flares gaze met his. Flare's face emotionless as flames started to circle him guards around him bursting into flame as his eyes widened.
The screams of the temple echoing out into the village as Flare's curse was born the flames he was gifted consumed him that night and they layed waste to his home, the small boy standing in the ashes of his home.
