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Isbor Of Kurajir

"It was the voice wasn't it? It spoke to you again. I hear it some times,I feel it all the time I believe it is a guide to a path we do not know, or maybe a path we fear to take or have taken and it failed us. You are silent, what I speak does it not make sense to you? You sit there feeling pitiful as I speak of the silent stories, The truth hidden in the crevice of the words coming from my mouth. It was the voice wasn't it!? Speak to me I plead so this tsunamic curiosity for which the voice truly is may die down". -------- After the town Kurajir gets wiped from existence on the grounds of practicing alchemy, it only survivor Isbor gets a gift. A gift he calls Abaramcheë, The Voice. He sets out to understand what this voice truly was but little did he know he was on an adventure that would change the purpose of him breathing.

Praise_Nyuell · Fantasy
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14 Chs

Chapter Ten

Ula-em

Two days had passed, and everyone had barely sat down to have a conversation, I suppose everyone was eager to finish up and leave or so it may seem.

I was not one to be left in the dark for long especially after being told I was the cause for the death of a whole clan, man, woman, and children alike of different age.

It wasn't guilt but I could feel the weight of Kurajirians dead and gone sit over my shoulder.

"Your mind needs to be relaxed."

The soft yet irritating voice of Vire broke my long and seemingly unending train of thought. I sighed relief somewhat that she had come.

"Took you long enough to bother me."

"Tsk" came the reply from Vire before; "father's last daughter".

"Huh?"

"Vire means Father's last daughter in Kurajiri" she answered with a smile on her face looking further into the space in front of us like it had answers.

I followed her gaze saying,

"Explains who you are and what you are."

"I suppose so" She turned her gaze to me. "Isbor means heart."

Heart?

I wondered; this was the first time someone had told me the meaning of my name.

"It's okay for the heart to hurt you know" Vire calmly says.

"Especially after its own" she continued." I sense it from you, we all do, and we are looking earnestly at the actions you will take."

Again, she had left me speechless.

Was it the sparkling in her eyes when she spoke or the soothing nature of her poisonous tongue, that I was yet to discover?

As I studied the finely designed features she possessed and her eyes welcoming I figured she tried to make everyone around her happy despite hurting herself. Whatever hell she had been through she didn't say, and I respect that hoping one day she would let the cat out of the bag.

"Thank you"

I returned calm for the first time in a long time.

"Why for?"

"For being annoying"

We both laughed as the words fell out of my mouth.

"Come" she implored. "We have but little time in our hands now."

"What is going on?"

I asked remembering the tension that was sitting out our heads like a heavy rain cloud.

"Where are we going to?"

Before any word left Vire's mouth, an earthquake explosion drained our consciousness for some second, tossing us into the air and back to Mother Earth like a feather.

"Ula-em !!" Ïsale screamed from a far-off

We had been made.