Akasha walked into the cave lined with crystals her eyes ot huge as she saw all the colors. she ran to one of them and touched the tip of it. It was very sharp and to the young elf's dismay, it cut her she frowned at this and stuck her small wound in her mouth. she pulled it out and whipped it on the lenght of her dress. she walked down the cave, and as it got brighter she began to run, laughing all the while, amazed at everything around her. her laughs echoed up the waterfall, and all around her. she finnally stopped and took a break on a small rock. she started to braid her hair, and tried to make it look like it did when her mother used to do it. she failed miserably. everything she touched it seemed fell apart.

she laid down on the small rock, and remembered. she had come from a very distant land, where she, her mother, father, and grandmother lived happily for some time. when an evil aura approached her mother sadeled a horse and packed a bag for her. Akasha had the feeling that her mother knew what was going to happen, she had sent Akasha away without telling her a thing. so know all Akasha could do was guess what had happened to her beloved family. with these final thoughts she drifted into sleep.

~*~DREAM~*~

Akasha walked up to her old home, she was back. she gently pushed the door open then ran inside, there was her mother, and father at the table. her mother seemed upset, her father was very upset aswell. they were both crying. then Akasha came up and hugged them, their faces lite up like christmas trees, but then became grave and serious, then a dark presence came upon them, and a spell was cast. her mother, stood up and began coughing and sputtering, her father was doing the same. Akasha was confused, until she saw the blood, then she to felt the effects of the spell.

~*~DREAM END~*~

Akasha woke up suddenly and began crying, this was a recuring dream, and she had begun believing it to a point. she missed her family and friends. she was only 10-years-old, and she was already alone in the world.

Bahamut, still on vacation, hears crying. He follows the sound of it, and finds a little girl, crying."Who might you be?" He says, sitting on the ground facing her.

my name is Akasha, who might you be? Akasha said this as she wipped tears off of her checks. She was still tiered even after her small nap. Yet curiousity had gotten the better of her, and she needed some one to talk to, and this man seemed nice enough.

"Bahamut, God of Fire, at your service."

Really? Your a god? Have you ever been outside this land? Akasha was wide eyed and hopeful. She needed to know if anyone knew anything about her parents.

"Oh yes, I'm not even native to Imythess. In fact, I don't know many who are. As far as I know, in fact, Laoura is the only Imythessian goddess. I'm from Gaia"It took me a day or so to fly here, but that was almost a year ago."

Verling was searching the caves when he heard two people talking. Interested in knowing them he followed a path and saw to his amazement a god and a girl talking. He walked towards them and said "Hello little girl are you ok? If I am not mistaken you are a god are you not?(Talking to the man.)".

He looks at the man. Yes, I am Bahamut, the God of Fire. This is Akasha."

Hello my name is Verling it is good to meet you. If there is anyway I may help please tell me so I can do so.

He just shrugs

Akasha looked to the two men her eyes still some what red from crying. Thank you both, do either of you know about a small village of elves, but mainly a small family, if they are even still alive? The eldest in the house hold's name was Arya... She was my grandma, and my brother would be there, as would both my parents. She looked for any response to what may have happened to her town, and her family.

Verling looked down at her with compasion and said "No I am sorry I do not know them and I do not beleive there are any elven villiages for a long ways. But I would be happy to help you find you family.

Sadness came into her eyes at the news, she knew that it was a good three days away but thought that these people would know what had happened to her village. She then looked up at him and forced a smile at least she would have help finding them. She gave him a small hug with her short arms and forced herself to speak, without crying. Thank you Verling. It would be fun to go on an adventure, and maybe accomplish it. She then tried to go back the way she had come in, but had forgotten. Do you know how to get out of here?

As Verling wached her he said "Here it is this way. Follow me. Do nt worry I will get us out of here." He turned and walked down the tunnel he had pointed out. Expecting her to follow.