about to go inside

[Arual]

Cecil sat on a large rock unwrapping his bandages out side the tunnel entrances. He looked at his hands ( mainly his knuckles) as the blood dried up somewhat.
As Cecil rolled his shoulder around in a circular motion for the third time today, the agitation seemed to have gotten stronger, but it was probably sore from training for so long.
"Perfect." he thought with some sarcasm.
He rewrapped it and continued to press on as he was about to go into the caves.
Cecils eyes went back to a crimson color and not the glowing bright red thats been happening so much lately.

[L.A.C.R.I.M.O.S.A]

On top of one of the rocks of the tunnel sat the avariel princess herself, playing an old, elvish tune on her elven, birch-wood flute that resounded throughout the premises in melodious rapture. It sent shivers among the leaves of trees, and the wind whispered with a murmur of delight as it listened to the song. For a moment, all seemed silent as only the rising and falling of the beautiful melody could be heard.

Thalion sat beside Ithilwen with Valorion resting against his large, white body, and they stopped to listen intently to the captivating sonata of the elven flute. The animals of the forest, too, emerged from the comfort of the underbrush to bear witness to such a hypnotizing enchantment, their many eyes reflecting the light of the setting sun from the cover of the shadows.

Note after note, Ithilwen recited the song on her instrument for a few more minutes, the tune ending on a long, low, sorrowful note.

[Arual]

Cecil turned from going in, and saw Ithilwen. Her song, it- it reminded him of his mother very much. Cecil slowly walked torward her, actually, where he was sitting before.
Cecil saw red on his bandages and decided for the umpteenth time to rewrap it and this time, put more than the normal amount. (since that hasnt been working)
Sut an? Sut an naa lle autien elle spea leint sina A'maelamin?! (how long? how long are you going to be like this my beloved?)
Cecil thought of his mother again. Beautiful and loving. Seeing past what all others thought about him, she still cared.
He rolled his wrists and his shoulder out again to keep it from going stiff and unmoveable.
Cecil sat down on the other side of therock and pulled out the bandage stuff.

[L.A.C.R.I.M.O.S.A]

Ithilwen lowered her flute from her lips, and without turning around to face the boy, she said, "It was once said that the song you just heard created the very Earth we now walk upon. When there was nothing but darkness and despair in the world, the gods descended from their place in the heavens and played that tune. And from the ground sprung life- the beginning of the world as we know it. This is why we elves call it "Idhrenniel", or "Rebirth". It is the song for new beginnings."

She then turned to him with great wisdom and understanding in her gaze and stared stared straight in his eyes. After a moment, she spoke again. "Even when all seems dark and forgotten, neth min (young one), there will always exist the light of hope.....you just need to find it."

She then picked up her flute once more and resumed playing, this time the song was a bit quicker, yet still held the mournful, mysterious mood of Idhrenniel.

[Arual]

His body felt heavy, like all burdens he bore had now continued to resume on him after what was a few days worth of break.
"Its not as much as that......." he responded, taking out his dagger and slicing the old bandages open to put new ones on.
The wounds seemed deep, but they werent as deep as they were to be. On each knuckle to his left hand, there was a gash.
Cecil twitched as a tiny pain shot through his arm.
"....but more so that-" he cut himself off. " - my mother was the only one who i thought truely cared for me..... encouraged me, and so on...... "
He turned to his half-cousin. His red eyes glowing what seemed to be an abnormal color for him. His black hair shined from the sunset behind him, and his now black shirt blew to the right a little as a wind picked up.
" -It seems.... my light had gone out long go. And theres nothing I can do about that....."

[L.A.C.R.I.M.O.S.A]

Ithilwen stopped her tune for a moment to converse with her half-cousin, sighing deeply as she placed her instrument down by her side. The avariel then looked to the sky and watched as several vibrantly-colored birds made their way across the lucid, blue sky to places unknown.

She lifted a pallid hand to the air as a small, orange feather dwindled down from the heavens into her palm. She spun it around in her hand for a moment, and then closed her long fingers around it as she said, "The phoenix is truly a remarkable creature. It lives an incredibly long life. Beautiful. Strong...Immortal. Then, one day when it is ready and its radiant feathers of spectral reds, yellows, and oranges dulls to tedious browns and greys, it will lie down in its nest and ignite itself on fire, ending its long life of beauty and radiance in a ball of molten fire as it becomes but a mere pile of smoke and ash. Yet, from those remains rises something even more beautiful-"

She then opened her hand to the sky, watching as the feather drifted off upon a gentle breeze into the distance. "...-a stronger, wiser, more striking phoenix is born."

[Arual]

"Although maybe for you, saying that I can sart over after all this- is possible, but its not..... nomatter how much or how hard. It just cannot be done; and if it can, who's to say it could help me?" He thought turning his head back around again.
He bent his hand and made a fist, then released. He did it a couple times to make sure he could move his hand with all the bandaging on it. The wind suddenly stopped blowing and everything became still and silent. It was actually erie to tell you the truth. Cecil gripped his shoulder wound, since that surge of pain was seeping throughout his arm, or so it felt.

[L.A.C.R.I.M.O.S.A]

Ithilwen pulled her legs up against her chest and wrapped her arms around her knees, smiling sadly. "I do not ask of you to completely change who you are or what you are to be, but to learn from what you have been through and rise above it...stronger than ever."

She threw back her silver head as she stared into the sky and allowed the warm caress of the fading sun brush against her skin. Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, she said, "Nothing is impossible, neth min. Even if you cannot see the light at the end of the tunnel, it's there........it's there."

[Arual]

" I understand that, but what would you know- about how it feels?....... To have your mother... the one who loved you, listened to you, included you in her life, took care of you just die? Or That you brother killed your father, and that half the time you lived..... the thought of you father dying tormented your mother because she missed him everyday? Or how about the only kin you have left, leave you for dead?" he said a little harshly.
"... Im sorry." he added. " It's the only thing I know of that will keep me on my path Ithilwen. Motivation is needless, but knowing Dali is out there.. is enough for me."
My mother told me a story once, about the Silver Elves; how they had this 'perfect' world... but the look on her face gave me an impression it wasnt as good as she had told me." he thought looking out into the far away ocean. " I saw you in that classroom and i knew after a while, what you were; it was you my mother had described. But, as you can see- that world no longer exists ...."
And with that, Cecil laid his back onto the rocks surface and tried to relax his nerves.

[Angelus]

((kool))

Angelus began to explore the grounds around the academy when he heard a beautiful song being played in the distance. He moved closer to the sound with a cautious pace. The song had a somewhat hypnotizing effect on Angelus as he moved closer and closer to the source. His powers began to take control of themselves and the wind around him began to pick up. Angelus did not care and he moved slowly to wards the beautiful sound.

He came by the cave entrance where Cecil and Ithilwen were. As he came closer to them, the music stopped. Angelus was abruptly taken out of his hypnotic state and the wind around him settled down.

Angelus felt weak as the song stopped on a sorrowful note. Angelus fell to his knees. "Beautiful," he explained as he stayed on his knees.

[Arual]

"How'd you get here?" Cecil asked continuing to holding his shoulder from moments before.
Cecil's eyes glowed still, abnormally as a few minutes earlier. His black shirt blended in with the skies of midnight blues and the brightly shinning stars.
Ithilwen looked familiar to him, and in a faded memory of some sort...... He wondered when it was from.

[Angelus]

Angelus' strength began to return to him. His powers came back to him and his vision began to become clearer. He stood up, wobbled for a little bit, then regained his balance.

He heard Cecil speaking. The voice seemed so far away, and Angelus could only make out some of the words.

"I followed the song," Angelus said to Cecil motioning to wards Ithilwen. "What are you planning to do here?" Angelus asked.

[Arual]

Cecil swiped his blade out and shreaded his bandages. He didnt care anymore if they were gioing to heal completely. The gashes were more problems he'd have to /constantly/ take care of.
"Well, I was hanging out here til classes start again.... but Hm., I dont know what Ithilwen was planning to do here....." Cecil responded since it seemed as though she was very tired and wasnt paying any attention to the conversation.
Cecil raised and eyebrow at Angelus.
" You alright?" he asked the least bit worried or caring since well, thats how he is.

[Angelus]

Angelus' eyesight finally was back to its regular vision and Angelus was finally feeling like himself again. "I am fine," Angelus said calmly to Cecil, "that you for asking though."

"So," Angelus continued, "were you planning to enter this cave?" Angelus asked motioning with his head to wards the cave near the two.

[L.A.C.R.I.M.O.S.A]

"Actually, no. We weren't." Ithilwen replied to Angelus, her elven flute now on the rock beside her. She hadn't expected her song to draw anyone out here.

"Although, my mind cannot help but wonder what lies within that cave." She turned and stared into the deep, dark tunnel. It was large and dank, and it appeared as though it had been around for countless amounts of ages. Eerie shrieks and noises seemed to come from deep within its depths, and a foul air drifted out from the mouth.