Thursday, May 16, 2019

A Mother and Her Shattering Son: Chapter 3 – Nature at its Worst

Chapter 3 – Nature at its Worst
After a little while of walking, the road becomes lost as the surrounding environment is mostly destroyed with the flames of battle still burning.
“This must be where those Crystallis got their creatures,” Rosalia says to herself.
Because the Crystallis is known for violence and upsetting nature, both they and the Flos have developed their own spell that calms nature around them, so they can battle. This spell only covers the area of battle and takes a lot of energy to produce.
“This is probably why the Crystallis couldn’t produce another spell to protect themselves. Even if they could, the creatures of the forest weren’t giving them any opportunities to act anyways. You see, Rhodes? You have to respect nature otherwise it will turn on you.”
Further into the destruction, Rosalia finds a team of healers who are repairing the forest with their magic.
One of the forest healers approaches Rosalia and says, “Excuse me, miss. You should hurry along in a different direction. It only gets more dangerous from here.”
“I know that, but my baby boy has been afflicted with a spell that can only be healed at the springs.”
“That’s terrible, and you’ve been traveling on your own?”
“Yes, I have.”
“…I guess there’s no getting around it then. Lupin, send out a messenger bird to let them know this woman is coming with her child.”
“Alright.”
The doll conjures a dove made of light after speaking into his hand. The dove flies away in the direction of Rosalia’s destination.
“Thank you for your help,” Rosalia says.
“Don’t mention it. Just make sure that little one gets the healing he needs. I’m sure it’s been hard for you just getting this far. If the army near the springs can spare any troops, they should be meeting you halfway.”
Once they say their goodbyes, Rosalia keeps walking. The forest looks better as she journeys forward, but not by much. Crystal grass and foliage are growing at a fast rate because of the healing spell of the healers though it seems like something is wrong. The newly grown vegetation appears to know it was killed as it violently sways back and forth as if it wants to be reborn faster so it can obtain its revenge. Rosalia eventually meets up with a small group of Flos soldiers.
One of them says, “You’re the mother we’ve been looking for. It’s an honor to meet a woman who will risk her life and skin for her son.”
“Thank you for coming out to escort me. It’s been rough.”
“I can imagine. Let’s hurry along then. The fighting near the spring has calmed down for the past couple days so you should be able to bring your boy there with no trouble.”
The band of soldiers escort Rosalia with her in the center to guard her against attacks from all possible directions.
A soldier asks her, “What’s your name?”
“Rosalia.”
“Hmmm. That name sounds familiar.”
“A guy in the town close to here said the same.”
“It’s a rare, but memorable name.”
“That’s because of a woman by the name of Rosalia was one of the reasons this war started,” another soldier interjects.
“Now I remember why that name is so memorable.”
Feeling awkward, Rosalia says, “But I’m not that Rosalia.”
“I wish I knew which Rosalia was that one so I could ask her what she was thinking. I’m not mad at her because I know that her action was only the straw that broke the camel’s back and nothing incredibly important on its own. Marriages between Flos and Crystallis aren’t as rare as they seem.”
“Still, she should’ve known better,” another soldier comments.
“It should’ve been a more private marriage.”
“How could it have been when she married royalty?”
“What happened to the husband anyway?”
“He was supposed to be hiding out with Rosalia, but I’ve heard that the Crystallis sent a group of its most powerful warriors to kill them and the word going around is that the husband is dead, but a number of people who were hiding out with him are alive including his wife and their child.”
Some of the soldiers start becoming suspicious of Rosalia and start looking at her funny.
She says, “But I’m not who you’re thinking about.”
A soldier says, “There’s no way this Rosalia is the one we’re thinking about. This Rosalia cares so much for her child while the other one was selfish. Do you really think that a peasant who wanted to marry royalty would risk her life this way?”
“That Rosalia is probably hiding herself with her husband’s riches ten feet under,” another soldier adds.
This relieves the tension in the group as Rosalia quietly breathes a sigh of relief.
“Hey, I don’t remember the forest being this big when we first passed through here.”
“Yeah, you’re right. Be on your guard.”
The soldiers unsheathe their weapons as they move slower while paying attention to everything in their surroundings. A large tree then falls on them to separate the group before fighting against the group to further separate them and push them into the incoming hordes of fauna and vegetation. The group gets separated further as the creatures of the forest break the group apart to make them easier to shatter.
The black bull from before comes to rescue of Rosalia as it charges through swarms of creatures. It gives Rosalia enough room to breathe. Since the black bull is dangerous, the forest uses its connection to the creature to try to bring it under its control. The bull’s mental strength is weak, but it doesn’t give in to the forest’s influence, however, it can’t completely control itself, so it smashes everything around it in the hopes that Rosalia won’t be one of them. Unfortunately, Rosalia is hit while using the bull’s rampage as a chance to escape. She is hit into a tree but manages to get away from it before it can shatter her.
Rosalia is surrounded by fauna and vegetation while she is heavily injured. She is trying to heal herself, but she can’t do it fast enough to the point where she can run fast or leap into the air. The forest appears to be livid because it was burned and torn down. Singing looks like it won’t help this time, so she grips Rhodes and covers him as much as possible as a single fauna approaches her with its blade-like arm out ready to strike.
The anticipation of it kills her, so she brings her head up in time for the fauna’s blade to enter her missing eye. Since a doll’s shell is mostly empty with the only thing in it being its core, she feels no pain.
Rosalia says, “Shatter me, but spare my son. Please, save his life when I am dead.”
The fauna pulls back its blade again then brings its blade down on Rosalia’s neck but only makes a small crack on her neck. This supreme act of true love calms down the forest and it gives Rosalia respect that few dolls have. The creatures and fauna bow to her and let her walk away. Despite walking away with her life, she’s still injured and is slowing healing herself. Rhodes senses his mother’s injuries and cries for her.
“Don’t worry about me, my little prince. I’ll be fine.”
He continues to cry.
“Shhh.
Don’t be upset
I am here
Don’t be afraid
I’ll always be with you

Look at me and see my smile
I am telling the truth
You can always trust me

We’ll always be together
No matter the distance
No matter what happens
Even in death, even when I’m gone
We’ll always be together

Your weakness means nothing to me
You’re stronger than the tallest mountains
Braver than the mightiest heroes
No matter what happens, I will always love you

We’ll always be together
No matter the distance
No matter what happens
Even in death, even when I’m gone
We’ll always be together

I may not always be next to you
You may not always feel my presence
But our bond is permanent
Nothing can break it

I’m always here
I’m always with you
Forever and ever
Just look in your heart
And you will see me, always with you”

Rhodes has fallen asleep with a smile on his face. Rosalia smiles as well as she’s finally healed herself enough to numb the pain as she continues on to her destination.

The song that inspired this song/poem is You'll be in my Heart by Phil Collins. Another classic song, but this time from a Disney movie (Tarzan). My mom used to love singing this song to me as a child and will probably do it again if she hears it and I'm nearby.

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