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Chapter One: The Birth of the World
The world is old, yet new all at the same time. It is constantly growing and showing new things to those who live on it. The world started with a woman. She was known later as the Great Mother or the Mother of All. At first she was all alone in the all-encompassing darkness, but she grew weary and longed for a place to rest her weary soul. And so she created the land we stand on, but it was still full of darkness and it threated to swallow the land. To fight back the darkness she made the Great Star, Veniala. Yet she felt such a feeling of unbalance that brought her to tears and from her tears came the stars and the moon came from her glimmering silver hair. With the balance restored Veniala guarded the light while Nuea, the moon, guarded the dark with the stars serving them both.
Yet the land was barren and from where her tears fell, Granali, the Great Salt Water, rivers, lakes, streams, and ponds formed. From her anger and fear sprang the volcanos, and from her strength grew the mountains. Her hope grew the plants, and her freedom gave the air flight. But with her world created the Great Mother grew lonely and longed for companionship. To ease the ache inside her she made companions and guardians for her new world. To guard Granali, was the ageless turtle, the wise elephant guarded the Hunari dry lands, the headstrong mustang ran the Fontensio plains, and the lynx roamed the Xan Mountains. They were the first and oldest of the Great Mother’s living creations and her closest friends. But as time passed the guardians noticed that the Mother was still lonely and longed for the other half and family that they had. So all four guardians banded together to make a companion for the Great Mother. Each gave some part of themselves to make up her eternal partner. The turtle shared its immortality, from the elephant he gained wisdom, the mustang gave him strength, and the lynx gave him cleverness. And from these came the Great Father of Time or just the Great Father as many came to know him as.
On Fanwedar, or the Day of Thanks, the guardians gifted the Mother with the Father they created and for their gift the Mother etched their legends in the stars so that they would be remembered always. As timed passed the descendants of the guardians forgot that there was ever a time were the Great Mother did not have the Great Father beside her and when she came with child the whole world rejoiced. She gave birth to the twins Life and Death and so life on this world as we know it began.
I am the soul or heart of this planet, this world, and though I was young at the time I remember all that has happened around me. I felt the Mother’s emotions as if they were my own and I still do. The name she gave me was Faezara, it means wise soul, but now I wander my surface telling stories of our beginnings under the name of Nicolette Bluebell. They think that I am an elf, one of the long lived, when I am not and there is no other like me, but I don’t try to correct them, it would be pointless. I teach them of their history so they can never forget. Currently I am residing in the town of Ceche which is located on the outer edge of the Island of Midlete. Most of the council of elders dislikes me telling our history to the children and those who wish to know. I don’t quite know why but I am sure I will find out soon in one way or another.
Today I am going to tell them of the first Great War that ever happened. It lasted for one thousand years and the victors mourned for one thousand more. Before my surface had a name of its own, a great people were created by the twins Life and Death. They are known as the Avaloxons, The Children of the Great Ones. They were one with the land and kept the balance that they were born from. They honored the Great Ones and their Guardians in all aspects of their lives. The built great temples for the Great Ones and the Guardians of the world that had no name of its own. In time the Avaloxons learned that names had great power and so they named the world Faeniona, or wise lands in the current tongue, after the wisdom of the Guardians. They lived on the beautiful island of Midlete and was greatly treasured by the Avaloxons and a generations passed a new people arrived on the shores of Midlete. They were known as the Yekatek, or the end of all. The Yekatek were born from Darkness and Death, an unbalanced match. They did not honor or respect the other who lived on Midlete or even the Great Ones and their Guardians. It is because of this that they were considered outsiders, for even the natives of Midlete were respectful of the Yekatek’s beliefs even when they themselves did not believe.
As tensions between the natives and the Yekatek’s mounted the once peaceful land was ravaged by war. It was a war that no-one saw coming and a war that would end an entire race. The war is known as the Untikax, the never-ending hurt. The natives allied with the Great Ones and the Guardians while the Yekatek dug deep under my surface and found the Dark Daemon in its eternal prison. They set it free and to reward them it gave the Yekatek armies of darkness and for a time it was content with the carnage on the surface but soon longed for more. As it hungered for more it grew sloppy in its protections for itself and let the Great Ones lock it up once more. Its prison cannot be found for all records of how the Daemon was found were destroyed. The war lasted for a thousand years and ended with the decimation of the Yekatek and the Daemon’s spawn. And even though the natives knew that the Yekatek did great evils they mourned for a thousand years for the loss of life in its cruelest form.
After the end of the Untikax more people found their way to Midlete. There were the Haytaz (Sweet Song), the Mikay (New Life), and the Teyunez (Beautiful Beginning). Together with the Avaloxons they banded together and started the age of Mikunez (New Beginning) and formed the capital city Yekatekewa (End of all Hardship) in the honor of the Yekatek, a people they both respected and feared.
The children of those four founding people surround me as I teach them of their past to help them better their future. They are curious about where they came from.
“Miss. Bluebell?” questioned a young Mikenik faerie.
“Yes Ezekiel.” I smile at him.
“Is the de-da-daemon what you refer to as the “End” in your stories?”
I shake my head and move to explain what I mean by the “End”. “No the End is not a physical thing. It is the inevitable end of all that the End is referring to.” Looking at their faces I can tell that they don’t understand what I am trying to tell them. “Don’t worry young ones, you will understand what I mean in time.”
The children turned when they heard footsteps approaching them from behind. "What are you filling the heads of these children with Nicolette Bluebell?" an old amused voice asked. The man was tall and had white hair with kind brown eyes.
"Miss. Bluebell was just telling us the story of the Yekatek and the Untikax, Elder Johnna." Ezekiel stated. Elder Johnna smiled a sad smile, "I see and what have you learned?"
The children responded together, "No matter how much you may dislike someone it doesn't warrant for dishonor after life." Nicolette and Elder Johnna nodded, "You may go and finish your chores now." Nicolette dismissed them.
She turned toward Johnna with a look of weariness, "What is it Johnna? You usually don't interrupt my time with the young ones." Johnna sighed and went to join her on the bench. "Many of the council do not like you telling the young ones tales of the 'End'; and wish for you to stop before they attempt to use force." She shook her head sadly. “They still think that the End is a physical thing. Have they truly forgotten all that I have tried to teach them? Let them try to stop me Johnna, I have not lived this long without hardship.” He nodded and went to leave, “I am sorry that Ceche has seemed to have forgotten all of what you have done for us over the years. Maybe you should journey to Avalon. Take a break. You might be surprised with what you find outside of Ceche. I shall tell the children what you have taught me of our history. Traveling from Ceche to Avalon is a yearlong journey; so please be careful. Kikete nute avalontete." He then left to tend to the council and ease their worries.
"Kikete inate avalontete."
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