In a scanty forest. Havila.
"What did you remember?"
Lailah asked the seemingly broken man who was beginning to gain his life gradually. Ja Lia. Ja wasn't sure if he did remember his identity. When he tried to make meaning of things, he was always lost in the labyrinth of the complexity of it all. He was something close to a walking dead. He dumbed the thought.
He was bare-chested and had only a brown furry skirt on. He was barefooted too but his eyes were sharp and his void sense of reasoning resounding. If only his skull could hit the dough.
"I remember you changing from a raven to a lady almost every passing day. Since like the past few days."
She grabbed him suddenly by the neck and pushed him to one of the trees by the path. She pressed his back to the hard bark of the tree.
Her hold on him was very strong and
The King's Castle. Havila. "What are the tidings you brought from Poseidon?" The Emperor's authoritative voice flooded the throne hall. Everyone seated was hit by its wave. Every new time he spoke seemed to canvass another level of the mystery in his voice. Probably it could be owed to another token of black magic. Pretty hard to judge. He had addressed the question to the brother of Aojen and the third warrior. Both seemed to cherish the implication of their names so much that they wouldn't let it out. The two were seated opposite each other. The emperor was seated at the edge of the table to the North. Jim and Tzu were opposite too, next to the two warriors respectively. While the remaining seats were occupied by the chiefs. They were having a royal lunch amidst which the emperor had birthed a wave of discussion.&nbs
The search party. Still Havila. "Here's what we are going to do." Started the leader of the search group designated with the search for Ja Lia by the Emperor. His face smooth but rude. His gaze was stern as he picked each of his men haughtily. He seemed to had been doing that task all his life. "We are going to have the group of five. Five men in each group." He paused again. Just like the emperor would do whenever he was talking. Twas prettily hard to tell if he was taking after the emperor or building his own fortress of shenanigans and nuances. "Some would go to the market square. Some to where the helmet of Jin is being kept. Some to the place where he was dumped in the sea. And some would come with me to the forest." He stopped talking as he watched the group divide themselves into the halves he had
A shore. Havila. "Brrrrrrrrrr." The sound was swallowed by the crashing waves in distance. The horizon seemed to be swelling to the call of the reefs as the sun splattered its rays on the lips of the water. The torrent had ranged and the blueness of the sea was endangered. From the waves of the sea, one could hear the chittering of birds in distance. The calls of the birds in the scanty forest. The sharp sand which occasionally was soaked in the pride of the waters had nested some of the birds. Between these two elements, the sea and the forest, was a heap of ruins caused by fire. Ashes from the ruins were carried around by the whooshing winds. It could be said that the winds were in delight of such task. They skipped in gay around as they bore with them handful of the ashes. At the sp
The Market square. Havila. "Oh boy, that's some beauty." The rough man attending to the man in cloak got distracted by the strange lady walking through the market. He had filled the coconut oil to brim that he didn't notice that twas already overflowing. "Concentrate, retard." The man in cloak cussed. He didn't seem to be moved by the lady. Aside him, every other men who looked in the direction of the half-naked lady were enthralled by her curves and walk steps. "I won't have you insult me on my commodity. Be gone, you dog." The rough man shot in rage. The man in cloak grabbed the gallon of coconut oil and emptied it on the rough man. A struggle was birthed. A struggle which was soon to graduate into chaos. The lady looked back in the direction of the chaos and smiled at what she had caused. If s
The shade of a Sorcerer. Havila. "I have no idea who she thinks she is." He started, his eyes hurriedly ransacking the inn of the sorcerer. He didn't know whether or not to trust the man. Though he had never seen him before. But he was hoping and believing that the man would be the end of their problem. That he would put a stop to the terror of the crazy lady, Lailah. After the death of Aohen two days ago, they had commenced another search for Lailah again. They had been inspired by the emperor that twas the doings of Lailah. The emperor had said, "She's too dumb not to leave a track behind." And during the search had they found that sorcerer who said to had come from Kula in search of Lailah. Twasnt so hard to believe. The king of Kula was killed by Lailah, so the sorcerer had come to avenge. He should do anything to stop Lailah. He looked s
The Palace. Havila. "Who is he?" The Emperor's face could lift up the guard knelt before him and fling such into the thin air. His long face trained by determination and the need to seek vengeance. The urge and the thirst for revenge had marred to what extent his mental horizon could expand. "Great emperor, he says he is the sorcerer of the great king of Kula." The emperor stood up at that. His stern face contoured into worry, "How can that be? What guts does she have? To think she can kill me the manner at which she had killed that warrior? She should be some inexperienced Nymph." He cussed, swelling in rage. If rage was a balloon which was inflated, he could had bursted. That was how pissed off and angered he was. He walked down the throne and stood before the guard. He looked to the right
Inside a tree. Still Havila. "Where have you been going these whiles? And are you going again today?" Ja Lia's voice was still and calm. He had gained the peace of mind as well as the will to want to live on. He had been refreshened as well as seen to ease. He didn't get the fuss any longer, he only wanted a stance on which he would build upon. He owed Lailah everything, and gratitude was just a part of it. He should be dead by now, but one way or the other, he was still alive. "Of course I'll still leave but twouldnt be but for a while from now." She smiled. He was sure that he had no faintest idea what she had said but he didn't mean to ask her anymore. "I couldn't believe that y'all Nymphs live in a tree." He made an exception. She looked away from him to the in
Before a tree. Havila. "How soothing it is to feel the caresses of the cruel nature again." Ja praised, his face washed by the bellowing breeze sent by the wandering winds. He had his left hand in Lailah's right. Both of them were standing before that tree. "You never left the comfort of nature. You only travelled through channels." She corrected, squeezing his palm gently. She looked at him and he brought his face close. He kissed her. Quite the brief one. "Comes the time to know of few of my arts when I was gone from the tree. Your cherished question." She said. He felt excited at that. But soon, concern splattered across his face. He didn't leave her wondering, "What of the people of Havila? They sure know the both of us and wouldn't be pleased seeing us together." She smiled