By the time Lysonna finished picking the berries, the sun was high in the sky and very warm on her face. The only breeze was warm and barely moved her long golden hair. She went to catch up with her father at the house, and a dizzy spell had her stumbling. The wooden bucket tilted and red and black berries spilled over the side.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Why is this taking me so long?</span>Lysonna asked herself. A strange feeling over came her like nothing she had ever felt before, like her blood was burning. A memory played in her head of a melody in a very foreign and ancient language.<span style="font-style: italic">What's happening to me?!</span><br/><br/>She straightened herself and continued her trek through the forest, her home finally in view. Lysonna quickened her pace, hoping that her father would know what was going on with her.<br/><br/>When Lysonna reached her log cabin home, her father opened the door and stepped aside to allow his daughter entry. "Dad... I-I think I'm sick," she muttered.<br/><br/>Her father took the bucket of berries from her and sat them on the floor. "What are the symptoms?"<br/><br/>"Well, let's see," she began, taking on a sarcastic tone, "glowing green hands, blood rushing hot, oh yeah, and a voice I've never heard before singing in a language I can't understand."<br/><br/>Lysonna's father dropped his head, looking guilty or shamed, and staring at the floor. "Your mother told me this day would come. 'Sonna, have you ever wondered why you have a name that is... unique? Or why you look sickly pale to humans even when you are in the best of health? Or why your hair shines golden in the sun? Your mother... was an Elf, which makes you a Half-Elf."<br/><br/>"An Elf? Dad... That's just a bed-time story," Lysonna argued, unbelieving of what her father was telling her.<br/><br/>"No, my girl, it's true. All of it's true. You and others were mentioned in a prophecy, a prophecy that mentioned doom of man kind. Only a few can save all. You are one of the chosen few, Lysonna. I was trying to prepare you for this. Your Elven blood has awakened, and with it, the powers that you will need to use to save mankind."<br/><br/>Lysonna silently stared at her father for a long moment, and he finally looked at her again. When she finally recovered from the initial shock, she muttered, "So much for college."