PrologueA Chapter by Stars and WhalesPrologue “He did it Jack. It was him.” Irt said, his face compressed and serious. Irt’s black cape whipped to and fro with the raging wind, his snow-white beard looking like an icy blizzard. His eyes were stern and cold, yet wielded a fire within them that satisfied a burning gleam. The wind, likely plundering in from northern Ripiga, embellished the atmosphere to light a striking, violent setting. Jack put his hand on his blazing Firecut. Though enveloped in the flames that amassed the weapon, all Zobbs were immune to the fiery touch. It could be held by hand to strike down any opponent who deem it wise to stray nearby. Jack gripped the weapon tightly, perpetuated by the belief that the wind itself would amass an army to attack at any moment. “It is time for you to go home now, Jack. Your time is yet to come.” Irt said, putting a hand on Jack’s shaking shoulder. “Yes, Jack. Go back to your home across the Syrronial Path.” “There’s nothing for me across that starry red-blue bridge! You know it! Since he killed my brother, the only person I had in the world, there has been no reason for my even living! No purpose!” “You will go back to live with the Sauer family. But remember something, Jack. Wherever you are to go and whatever you are to do, time’s are changing, and the constantly repeated tales stand strong. They’re true. All of them. And Jack.” Irt paused. “Use them.” The flames rippled from Jack’s Firecut along with the strength of the wind. “You have all you need, lad. Look around. A powerful light will be near you, always, wrapping up your every challenge. Follow the Syrronial Path and find it for yourself, home. Our Syrronial galaxy is immense and will forever be your home. Wherever you are in it, when hope seems at its least, the vastness of our universe should be enough to eradicate any fear you may feel. It is bound to take time for you to find your part in this universe, but the future will find you whether you look for it or not. The future comes no matter what, and then there’s no looking back. Trust the Syrronial Path, Jack.” Irt’s meek smile caused Jack to be filled with an embarrassed pride, making him feel good and bad at the same time. “You must go now. Remember who is on your side and who is not. Be wise.” “No! I want to fight! No, Irt! I can’t hide out waiting for my life to mend itself! I want life that is really life, not a life that remains to be death! Please Irt!” “I have no more words for you. Follow the Path. Trust it, Jack.” Then he was gone. Almost as if swept away by the wind, Irt vanished and was completely, utterly, gone. Jack cried out and whipped his Firecut from his side, blasting the brilliant flames from its top and feeling the tingling sensation as the weapon exerted flames through his veins and blood, turning his eyes red and fiery. His right arm, clutching the Firecut, looked like that of magma itself, and it looked ready to burst in a fiery blaze. Jack felt the inferno heat overcome him and widened his eyes as the darkness that surrounded him turned to a vibrant light. He looked up from where he stood. Ah. Once again, the rage of the sun welcoming him home.
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12 Reviews Added on October 27, 2015 Last Updated on October 29, 2015 AuthorStars and WhalesMiddle Earth, The ShireAbout"Even Darkness Must Pass. A new day will come, and when the sun shines, it will shine out the clearer." -Samwise Gamgee I love to write, and I hope to become a published writer some day. I ho.. more..Writing
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