Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Secrets ❯ interludes in myth ( Chapter 15 )

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SECRETS: myths, legends, and truths
musing from a voice unknown
 
 
The phoenix was a bird of fire and magic. Legends say that it lived a thousand years before dying in a pyre of incense; only to be reborn in the ash. The cycle would then begin again. Little is known as to why the bird existed, but all creatures loved it. It had no enemies.
 
However, a little known Phoenician myth spoke of a time when the bird reborn took a human lover. It had watched and envied the humans their lives and loves and wanted to have one of it's own. From that union a child was born. This child was gifted with grace, magic, and love. Upon it's birth the village was prosperous and the child was honored. After a hundred years the child died, but it too was reborn. The moment the old died a new one drew breath and thus the myth was born.
 
Immortals spoke of the child in hushed tones for fear of it being true. None should be able to live beyond the thousands of years given to them, though technically, the child only lived for a hundred. Immortals of the time, hunted for the child in the hopes of confirming the rumor. None ever succeeded.
 
The elves, however, had seen the child for themselves and had quickly moved to hide it. They wanted nothing to happen to such a blessing and, like the immortals, had searched for it. Only it's song had lead them to it and they in turned had vowed to protect it to their last breath.
 
But it was the dragons that gave their lives for the child. For they considered the phoenix to be their brother and when the child was threatened, they were the ones who gave their lives for it's safety. The battle they raged went down in history and decimated the dragons. It was the end of a great race.
 
For with their deaths, the child was lost. That death herald the new coming and none knew to where the child was reborn. The warriors who fought so hard against the dragons, for glory and gold, were left with no where to look. They spent their lives searching, walking the known world until they, too, were no more.
 
Perhaps this is the penance they all must pay for their greed of one such as the child. Such purity and grace, should never be caged and coveted, but left free to give unto the world. If the world is truly ready for it, then it will re-emerge and give unto us the wisdom to walk once more.
 
But then again, with it's re-birth the coming of the last great battle would be called and the immortals, dragons, elves, and warriors would all follow.
 
The darkness wants the light and coverts the fire of man. For it to win, would be our destruction.
 
 
This was added on a whim since I needed to put some of the history behind the reasons for the particular choices of the boys. I'm making up a whole mythos and while fun, can get confusing if you don't know what's going on in my head. So there it is. Please don't ask. It's scary in there.