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mooglenet_backup[The Immortal stands in the carriage of an airship, watching the sun set far behind them, amidst stained pink clouds. He's regained enough of himself, after the experience at the mire which seemingly tore his soul in two for a good number of hours, and lightly he holds a certain princesses' tiny hand in his.
...She's suffering, he knows it. Through all of the savage energies which consumed him at the mire; he heard her recieve the call to return. That something was sorely wrong. That Marlene had disappeared. She hadn't spoken a word since. Yet he had escorted her.
...Concern for other's well-being was always paramount to him. While he'd wanted nothing but to stay within the mire, stay with the body of the soulflayer and investigate the matter further, she needed him. That was enough. He lowers himself, and he takes the girl in his arms-- shifting her a bit to sit atop one of his shoulders. And he continues to stare out of the window.]
We are between the stars and the clouds now. This is where no man may rule. Do you know who lives here, Eiko?
[His words are soft. Considering, and almost mournful.]
...She's suffering, he knows it. Through all of the savage energies which consumed him at the mire; he heard her recieve the call to return. That something was sorely wrong. That Marlene had disappeared. She hadn't spoken a word since. Yet he had escorted her.
...Concern for other's well-being was always paramount to him. While he'd wanted nothing but to stay within the mire, stay with the body of the soulflayer and investigate the matter further, she needed him. That was enough. He lowers himself, and he takes the girl in his arms-- shifting her a bit to sit atop one of his shoulders. And he continues to stare out of the window.]
We are between the stars and the clouds now. This is where no man may rule. Do you know who lives here, Eiko?
[His words are soft. Considering, and almost mournful.]
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Date: 2011-02-21 09:17 pm (UTC)Eiko wraps her arms around Rishfee's head and half-hugs him, then shakes her own.]
Someone lives here?
[1/?]
Date: 2011-02-23 11:27 am (UTC)[When his head is hugged, he sort of smiles, and then raises a hand to lightly support the others back while she's on his shoulder. He knows she won't fall. Yet still, he's cautious.]
... In ages past, in a tiny country facing the Behheru bay, there was a young prince who dearly loved all kinds of birds. With a rather frail constitution, he was unable to venture outside for extended periods of time. Thus, he took pleasure in placing several birdhouses within the castle walls and coming to see some of the several birds that often took temporary residence within them.
In one of these birdhouses in particular was a tiny female bird whose feathers were the hue of glittering jade. The prince had taken it upon himself to raise this bird from when it was a a jade egg, naming it Garuda. Having had taken well to him, she was always found in his presence, either perching on his shoulders or flying by his side and sung to him which calmed his heart greatly.
One day, the young prince left the castle to go bird watching by himself. Like always, Garuda was resting her wings on his shoulders. It was in that moment when a viper lunged towards the two in a sudden, soundless attack.
The prince, who had barely noticed the attack, nudged off the viper with his arm, thus ensuring Garuda's safety; however, the young prince was bitten by the snake in Garuda's stead.
That night, the prince was nursed by the royal physicians within his chambers. It was the small bird Garuda who flew to the castle earlier that afternoon and alerted the vassals to where the prince's feeble and unconscious body laid.
[2/?]
Date: 2011-02-23 11:31 am (UTC)"….The King of Birds, who lives between the stars and the clouds, seems to take the form of a handsome man. If memory serves me right, he has the ability to awaken the divine curative powers of the wind Vuychap. This special wind is said to be able to cure any malady-- yet again, this is only a folktale…"
Without waiting for the rather knowledgeable Akbaba to finish his sentence, Garuda tore off into the night sky.
"I want to save the prince I love!" This thought was the only thing that race through her mind as she glided the skies. Before she noticed, Garuda was engulfed in the light of dawn. Peering downwards, she could see the peninsula of the castle and the beautiful sea that surrounded her familiar home. Flapping one wing after another, she became gradually more tired, and in her exhaustion she felt as heavy as lead. Even breathing became a painful ordeal. Re-strengthening her resolve, she again continued to flutter her wings, flying upwards. At the end of the second day, Garuda continued to fly until she reached a place higher than any cloud. There, no matter where one looked, was nothing. It was a realm of pure, absolute sky. Exactly like this, actually...
With nothing in her field of sight, nothing but the sound of her own flapping reached her ears. The King of Birds that the Akbaba talked about was nowhere to be found.
Despair consumed her.
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Date: 2011-02-23 11:32 am (UTC)In the instant before her body smashed against the ocean, Garuda was about to give up everything. Suddenly, the smiling face of the prince who she adored so dearly flashed in her mind. It was in fact that same prince's smiling face that met Garuda's young eyes in the moment she hatched from her shell. It was the first smile she ever saw. What she remembered next was the happiness of the idyllic days she spent with the prince, followed by the startling image of his body plagued by the high fever caused by the venom's poison.
"I want to save the prince I love!"
With strength previously unknown to even herself, Garuda began to beat her wings again as hard as she could. Somehow, all of her strength had returned to her. She sensed strongly this change within herself. Without her noticing, her wings had grown much larger, and her form now strongly a human's. She had taken the form of the Queen of Birds.
After descending to the room where the young prince slept, Garuda flapped her wings slowly and awakened the wind of Vuychap, healing the child from the effects of the deadly poison. Garuda had saved the prince.
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Date: 2011-02-23 11:35 am (UTC)Several years later, the prince, who from that time had become a robust and muscular youth, was unable to forget the figure of the mysterious woman that had healed him; for a great deal of time, he tirelessly searched the world for her. One day, he met once again with Garuda in a moment of fate. It is said that he then took her as his wife. For many years, they lived happily together, treasuring each other's company like a precious gift given at every coming dawn.
Garuda was called to the heavens after her death and bestowed her with the position of the Queen of Birds. Ancient legends state that it is Garuda herself who guides every bird on their flights.
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Date: 2011-02-24 04:43 am (UTC)It's soooooooo romantic!
[Really, she's just at the age where little girls start looking for romance in every little nook and cranny.]
You tell the best stories, Rishfee.