The Mirror Of Destiny (Eden and Covert Revulsion)
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				Title: <strong>The Mirror Of Destiny (Eden and Covert Revulsion)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nadir</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 20:32:05</strong>
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				The Deep Halls had been closed off and abandoned decades before Jadda had been born, but he had found a way into them. The gathering was in full swing. They wouldn’t notice he was missing until midmorning, tomorrow, which made it the perfect time to explore. <br><br>He didn’t have an oil lamp, but the moss in the walls glowed enough so he could see where he was going. The thrill of breaking rules spurred him further, deeper into the damp, chilled darkness, eager to find what was being hidden.<br><br>It took a few hours for him to get lost. He could still hear the distant shuffle-thump of feet moving somewhere overhead, but had no idea how to get back up there. There was many more corridors and turns, and little to distinguish them by, and there were… sounds. Sighs, scrabbling, and something… he wasn’t sure. It felt like eyes were on him.<br><br>He started to run, desperately, but he couldn’t find his way.<br><br>A half-hour of mindless running and he collapsed against a wall, his hands clutching the damp moss. Jadda couldn’t run any more, he couldn’t – <br><br>The wall gave way, suddenly. He fell with a panicked cry, falling – into a room. The air was stale, but there was much more luminous moss in here. And there was a soft sound. He scrambled up, moving further in, looking around. It was cavernous, the ceiling high and covered with stalactites. The floor was uneven with the growth of stalagmites, and little points of light seemed to twinkle in the nooks and crannies. He looked closer. Glowing caterpillars slowly ate the damp moss. He could hear them munching, there were so many. <br><br>He stepped carefully, trying not to crush any but wanting to see what else was in the hidden chamber. The moss stopped growing in the middle of the room, but he could see something on the other side…&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Mirror Of Destiny (Eden and Covert Revulsion)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Covert Revulsion</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 04:18:52</strong>
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				It disdained her at the fact the young elven had to be present during the festivities. Today was the day, after thousands of years the establishment of their kingdom. It was celebrated every year, but, unfortunately, this year it wasn't as enjoyable. <br><br>Elaith was the only, young elven girl attending the party. She was just about half the size of everyone, and they only seemed to talk about boring, adult stuff. They would, from time to time, lean down to her level, and chide with how adorable the golden haired, blue eyed girl was. She would politely smile before excusing herself. The tables were perfect for hide and seek, and the garden was just outside as well...<br><br>With a soft sigh, she slipped her way outside, enjoying the crisp weather as she did. Elaith walked, pushing aside the foliage. The leaves were tinted a faint orange, yet it wasn't autumn, they were merely trees that grew in such a way. Birds and various wildlife made their presence by calling, their calls echoing through the woods. She made her way down a steep incline before she froze.<br><br>It was odd... peculiar even with what she encountered.<br><br>It was like gazing into another world... a darker one at that. There she saw a young boy, with dark skin. She tilted her head, slowly advancing to the window to the other world. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Mirror Of Destiny (Eden and Covert Revulsion)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nadir</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 22:45:09</strong>
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				It was a girl… but like no girl he had ever seen before. He skin was a soft white, but warmer than alabaster and marble. Her hair was yellow, like gold or sandstone. Her clothes were of wondrous shades and swirled around her like mist, not the tight black clothes made to keep the chills of the Underhalls at bay. <br><br>He was so pleased to see another person, he called out, “Well met, sister-unseen. Have you always been here?” Was she what had been hidden? She was so young, she couldn’t be – she was even shorter than he was. The walls echoed his words, and he frowned. The room sounded smaller than it looked. He moved closer, peering at her in curiosity.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Mirror Of Destiny (Eden and Covert Revulsion)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Covert Revulsion</strong> on <strong>21-02-2009, 03:22:55</strong>
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				She stepped forward, her gaze squinting a bit as she approached him. Lovely dark skin, hair a pale white with a blueish tint, eyes of gold... like the sun. Elaith couldn't help but wonder if she was gazing into some illusion... She walked closer until she directly before him. <br><br>Curious blue eyes peered at the boy, her head tilting slightly as she tried to read his lips. She heard nothing, and this only piqued her interest and curiosity even further. She pressed her hand against the mirror like wall. She pressed on it, attempting to push through though it was not possible. Part of her wish she could understand him... but that didn't seem possible this moment. "What is your name?" she shouted slightly, hoping he could read her lips.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Mirror Of Destiny (Eden and Covert Revulsion)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nadir</strong> on <strong>21-02-2009, 21:13:43</strong>
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				Jedda reached the split at the same moment she did, touching it too and feeling stone under his hand, polished flat and smoother than the black marble of the throne room floor. It seemed very thing, as well – he could put his hand against the girl’s and it looked like they were touching, though there was no warmth or skin-like texture under his fingers. Her lips moved, but there was no sound. <br><br>“I can’t hear you!” he said in dismay. “How long have you been down here? Did you get lost too?” He pressed a hand to his chest. “I’m Jedda, son of Kolby, fiftieth nephew of King Alston.” He then stepped back and gave the strange girl a deep, flourishing bow, grinning happily. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Covert Revulsion</strong> on <strong>22-02-2009, 01:27:42</strong>
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				Elaith longed to be able to converse with this boy, believing he would truly understand her, and play with her. Yet, they couldn't reach one another, and this made her rather sad. The smooth glass was a texture very familiar to her. She gazed into his gold eyes, trying to read out his words. She understand just a bit, if he spoke slowly.<br><br>She made out his name, as well as 'you' 'down' and 'lost'. As well as his name. 'Jedda...' she thought, smiling a bit at him. "I am Elaith, daughter of Kael," she replied, curtsying politely in return to him. She found it very nice, that though they could barely understand each other, his presence certainly meant something to her.
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				Post by: <strong>Nadir</strong> on <strong>23-02-2009, 03:09:48</strong>
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				He couldn’t quite make out what she was saying, distracted by the shade of her lips. Jedda could barely tear his eyes from them, but when he did he couldn’t stop looking at her strange, lovely hair or her eyes or her skin… she was so bright! He had never seen such a&nbsp; mix of colour. “I really can’t hear you,” he said. He tilted his head as he looked behind her. <br><br>There was such strange things – stalagmites that didn’t taper to a point but seemed to explode out in a dozen and more directions. He couldn’t see the roof of the cave. The ground was thick with strange crumpled shells, like those of some creatures in the pools and lakes. It looked like the cave on her side stretched out and back very far – as if… as if she was in the Above. But no child was allowed in the Above – and Jedda had gone down. Using exaggerated hand gestures, the young drow said, “How big is your side?”&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Covert Revulsion</strong> on <strong>23-02-2009, 03:23:28</strong>
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				Elaith loathed the fact they couldn't have the communication she had hoped. Gazing passed him, she noticed how dark his world seemed... sharp looking rocks protruded form the floor and ceiling. The place seemed ominous, clearly opposite of her world. 'Is that where he lives?' she thought, very curious of this boy. <br><br>She tilted her head a bit, noticing his gestures she tried to think of a way to show that it's very big. She waved her hand, showing that it's very far. She wondered a bit on how to continue asking Jedda questions. Where was he? She looked down at the ground, developing an idea. Perhaps she could write to him? She turned and began to right in the dirt. "Where are you?" she wrote.
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				Post by: <strong>Nadir</strong> on <strong>23-02-2009, 06:07:03</strong>
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				Jedda understood her side was big, but really knew it was a wasted question. How could she know what was big or small, if she gad been kept in the Deep Halls all her life? <br><br>When she started to write, he watched, then laughed. “I’m right here!” he crowed, tapping his chest and pointing to the floor. Now they were both wasting questions. He couldn’t think of any that would actually mean anything. <br><br>He heard a sound, a soft scuff of a boot. He turned, looking at the cavern he was in, realising the sound was quite a way off. Muttered words came next and he relaxed. It was his bodyguard, probably following what trail he had left. He turned back to the girl and mouthed, “I have to go.” He put his hand against the smooth rock again in fairwell, then started back across the uneven floor, looking back every few steps to make sure the girl hadn’t wanished. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Covert Revulsion</strong> on <strong>02-03-2009, 00:57:08</strong>
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				Elaith parted her lips, trying to find a way to explain to him what she saw. But she shook her head, having hoped he would of been more elaborate. All she could mouth out was here, and she knew it was fruitless to try and communicate by reading each other's lips. If only there were an easier way... Unfortunately, it didn't seem to.<br><br>She watched him walk off, suddenly saddened at the fact. Elaith watched him walk off, watched him glance over. She waved her hand at him, and eventually began to walk back away from him, and the mirror that showed her another world. Part of her certainly hoped to see him again...
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				Post by: <strong>Nadir</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 06:19:49</strong>
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				It was a week later that he was able to return to the Deep Hall chamber.<br><br>He had been scalded for venturing past the locked doors and leaving the celebration, but not severely enough to deter him. He was enchanted by the pale girl, and he wanted to see her again. His mind turned to her when his lessons became dull and he wondered about her as he lay in his bed waiting for sleep.<br><br>He chose a time when all the fit men were out hunting, and the only watchers were anxious youths and self-centred women. It was easy to slip away them. This time, he took a lantern and a wine-skin of watered mead to keep the creeping chills away.<br><br>It took a while to find the chamber, but he knew it at once by the glowing caterpillars. He made his way across the uneven floor and sat by the flat wall, sipping the mead and waited in hope.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Covert Revulsion</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 02:47:26</strong>
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				Since that day, the young elf girl couldn't help but think back over to the little boy. His pale hair, golden eyes, skin dark as ebony... it was alluring. It piqued her interest. It was so exotic and foreign and just like any curiosity of a child, she asked questions. Many of her mentors and various guardian's quirked a brow at the child. Practically all were deeply surprise, who had told her, or where has she even seen of the dark world hidden where the drows dwelled?<br><br>All never answered her question, and merely went on their way. Without much of an answer to her questions, she checked the library. Unfortunately, the only thing she found out was that his kind were drows, as the book so explained.<br><br>Yet from then on she tried to visit him, which only occurred twice. Though each time she did, he wasn't there. Elaith moved through the thicket, slipping under the foliage as she made her way down the slope, and approached the mirror like wall. It sent her heart into an exuberant feeling at the sight of him. She even rushed a bit down the slope, smiling brightly as she stood a foot away from the wall. She gave him a small wave.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Mirror Of Destiny (Eden and Covert Revulsion)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nadir</strong> on <strong>20-03-2009, 06:58:03</strong>
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				Jadda grinned in welcome as he saw the golden haired girl coming towards him. He stood up and pressed his hands against the wall. She was even more startlingly pale than he remembered, his image of her darkening gradually over the days. She was so very strange, he marvelled at her again. It was like seeing a Deepening Drogan, or a Shade – something that was meant to be a story told in the quite times. <br><br>“I missed you,” he said slow and carefully with clear gestures, so she could understand him. It was true – he had. She was more interesting than anyone he knew in the Barrows. He felt a strange flutter in his belly where before it was a leaden weight. “Are you well?” If she wasn’t, he didn’t have any way of helping her, but he wanted to be sure she was all right.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Covert Revulsion</strong> on <strong>21-03-2009, 04:08:06</strong>
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				[Glad to see you back. ^^]<br><br>Her eyes met with the golden eyes of the boy that seemed to be a complete counterpart, except his personality. He seemed so sweet and kind... which normally girls her age weren't interested, since she was young girl. She was only interested in playing, whichever child she can encounter. The young girl from the Tetherland, or world above.<br><br>She giggled softly, managing to read his lips. With such practice, it would eventually become much more easier for the children. Elaith nodded and repeated his gestures, showing that she as well had missed him as well. She showed she was well, asking him the same question, and even what he has been up to.
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				Post by: <strong>Nadir</strong> on <strong>27-03-2009, 21:37:43</strong>
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				[Thanks! ^_^]<br><br>Jadda flashed a grin, his teeth pearly white against the dark skin. He nodded and said he was in good health, too, and had to pause to think of her gestures, working out what she meant in a few moments. “Oh, I’ve been training!” He swung at her with an imaginary sword. He turned, so she could see his left upper arm, the dark skin flushed a strange shade, almost indigo. He pokes it and winced. “I’m covered in bruises.” He bit his lip, trying to think of how to describe his other lessons. He put his hands together and opened them and is they were attached at one side for a book, then rolled his eyes, sighed and slumped with mock-boredom. “I hate law and history!” he lamented. If he admitted it to anyone else, he would have been cuffed for his rudeness. <br><br>“Oh! And…” he stepped away from the wall, holding his arms in front of him as if holding a ghostly partner and danced a quick but antiquated ballroom step, moving with youthful agility but lacking much grace. He stopped and laughed at himself then pointed at her, wanting to know what she did with her time, wondering if it was anything like how the female drow spent their days, weaving tapestries, drawing maps and making leather from the hide of Well Shark and cavern snakes. Somehow, the pale girl didn’t look like she had even touched anything as black as a Well Shark skin.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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