Wading my way through several overgrown bushes and plants, I followed Flare to a small clearing of the forest floor. He signalled me to stand back while he walked a couple a steps ahead of me into the middle of the clearing.
For a moment, the wind seemed to stop. Flare drew a deep breathe and chanted some words. An incantation, I thought. I wondered if Flare was a part of some cult. A ripple seemed to move through the forest.
Flare continued chanting, with his eyes shut and arms extended.
Suddenly, breaking through the noise came a deep rumble from beneath the ground. All around Flare, the earth cracked. And from these cracks, came out several black metal pillars. Pillar was a wrong word to describe it. Those monstrous things were several meters tall, taller than me. They were misshapen, broken and battered. Yet there was some power about them. Something that made my fingers tingle and my throat choke with emotion .
Finally, Flare opened his eyes and smirked at my expression. I shut my hanging mouth.
He came out from between the pillars. ‘Now, its your turn. Prove your worth.’ He muttered and shoved me
‘Ouch, what are you doing?!’ I exclaimed.
‘Go stand where I stood and close your eyes.’ He said idly, picking his tooth with a blade of grass.
I stepped ahead cautiously and did as he had told. I stood at the center of the structure, surrounded by the pillars. I did not know why but I suddenly felt anxious and tingly. I held my breath and closed my eyes. There was a pause. And then slowly, beginning faintly, I could feel warmth emanating from the pillars. Tristan gasped behind me. I opened my eyes immediately.
To my astonishment, the pillars were glowing. Red electric streaks of energy and spark emerged from the pillars and joined on the top forming a very scary, fiery and powerful ceiling like thing. I stared at it, dumbstruck. I was shaking all over.
And without warning, Flare bellowed, ‘The heir of Neira.’
For a moment the world seemed to stop. I truly believed Flare now. If their myth was true and Neira had been the queen of the world, was this clumsy girl really her heir?
Flare’s eyes were wide and fixed on my face. I began to hear faint sounds of footsteps echoing through the forest. And before I knew, a huge tribe of boys and girls, all in their late teens filed through amongst the tall trees of the forest.
Ohmigod! What is a whole tribe youth doing here in the forest?!
I looked at Flare. And suddenly, the streaks of power and energy stopped, leaving behind a shower of glittery, hot fiery sparks that bounced off my outline harmlessly. I stared awkawradly at the bunch of youth that had just appeared.
‘Umm….Hi’ I said awkwardly.
Suddenly Flare , whose eyes were wide as dinner plates, dipped onto his knees and fell to the ground. His tribe followed suit while I stood stupidly in the center.
Suddenly, all of them looked up at the skies and chanted. ‘The heir of Neira is here. The heir of Neira is here to liberate us.’ They chanted, their voice echoing eerily. We will rise. The Phoenix will rise from its ashes. The Heir of Neira is here.’