It was a really cosy evening, that day. The snow was falling from the sky like in a little dance, where the music was given by an unreal silence.
Elentari and AryHann were playing in the little house on the big Thalla, in front of their real house. The little house was the gift from their mother\'s father who recommended them to take care of the Thalla from there.
The Thalla was incredibly big and strong, and his branches were long and trying to reach the endless sky, aiming for every little ray of the Azure Crystal. The bark was of a light yellow color, covered by little black and red points. Every branch was covered by the same yellow color, but there were less black and red points, and the youngest branches were completely yellow.
It was really strange, for Elentari, that a tree with such a color was not giving the environment some sort of light. Especially during winters, when there were no leaves. At least, when the light from the Crystal was becoming stronger, and the little leaves of a silver-blue color were starting to grow, they were reflecting the azure light and making everything feel even warmer.
It was so rare, those days, to see such a big Thalla. A lot of them were cut down by the Klyros for making to them possible to fly. The Thalla were growing often so tall that it was hard for them to fly not to far from the ground!!!!
Elentari was so shocked to hear why all those wonderful trees were not there anymore. She couldn\'t believe her little pointed ears!
That is why she liked so much to play in the little house, where she liked to collect all the sorts of herbs trying to mix them for creating some sort of cream to be applied over their little wounds, or some nice drink that could taste a bit original.
At that night, AryHann became tired quite soon and she decided to go and stay a bit with her parents in their big bed.
Elentari observed her little feet moving around and after some seconds, also her golden head was disappearing down in the hole in the pavement.
Elentari, then, showed her little face down the hole, following with her green-emerald eyes the steps of her sister, that soon disappeared in the big house.
She stood up and looked a bit out of the window, observing were the big branches were going ...
The snow was covering the upper part of the branches and that was creating some strange effect of colors, but what was more charming was the dance of the flakes.
She sat again and tried to mix some new herb that she found growing under a stone and she was hoping that some of the leaves from the Thalla could be there so the mixture would had a wonderful color...
She liked colors, she liked herbs... she liked snow! That was really a perfect night, alone in the little house, for dreaming!
Suddenly, though, the silence was broken by a dark voice, that was calling her name. Elentari was looking down the hole and out of the window without being able to see anybody in the sorroundings. The voice called her again...
She realized that the voice was coming from .. the Thalla!!!
She put herself closed to the big trunk and put, instinctevely, her hands on the yellow bark. A golden light absorbed her and she heard the tree talking.
Elentari, my little flake, you don\'t have to be scared! I am your friend, as you well know inside your little heart!
She was not scared at all, and her eyes were looking at the tree like she was watching Talad for the first time...
I couldn\'t talk with you in other occasions, but I have been so eager for having this moment for us...!
The Klyros didn\'t cut all my siblings for flying! What a bad excuse...
Elentari could notice how the voice was trembling and full of feelings while she was having the contact with the tree.
It is just that they cannot stand our magic and our power! They cannot tolerate voices talking and .. they cannot listen because their heart is so stubborn!
The Thalla took a big pause, then...and it continued slowly
You know, little lilium, that there is a legend that says that each Thalla has a fragment of a star. Right?
Elentari nodded fast.
Well, you shall know that it is not just a legend...
Every Thalla has for real a little fragment of stars inside, that is why the leaves have that silverish color! And, well, you might think \"Why is it saying such things to me?\" and the answer is.. because you, my dear, have a connection with us!
Finally, Elentari was surprised and exclamed: Me???
The Thalla then continued:Yes, it happens in special circumstances that instead of a Thalla a star fragment takes place in the heart of a newborn baby and this happened when you were born! It is a really rare circumstance, that takes place just every 1000 years....
You should know that know one, except the trees and the flowers, and all the animals, knows about that and this a secret that no one of the two-legs being knows...
Elentari, from her eight years of life experience, was not able to understand what the tree was saying...
My dear, you don\'t have to understand everything know, but remember that in ten years, you will have to come back here, wherever you will be and touch me, like you did tonite!!!
And after that, the silence took over again and the glowness emitted by the bark disappeared in the darkness.
Elentari was eighteen, this new day. Her golden hair was long and covering all her back, and her emerald eyes were sorrounded by a white pencil that was underlining her sight.
She was so beautiful in her green dress, long till the feet, where protective enchantments were cast by the dermorian taylor. A silver belt, with a small azure crystal, was at her waist and a little silver bracelet with the same stone in the middle, was on her left wrist.
She said to her mother and to her sister that she had to go back to Ojaveda, even if right now there were just ruins. They tried to understand without so much belief. Elentari was always so dreamful for them!
And finally, the little lilium reached the Thalla. Luckily, it was still there! And luckily, thanks to the new laws, the Thalla were not brought to the extinction by the Klyros, but were protected and every dermorian family had to plant a new Thalla for each baby.
It was still big and impressive, even if she was much taller than ten years before... and the little house was still there! So she climbed the trunk and she entered the place so full of funny and sweet memories of her childhood.
She ate some little greenberry and a piece of the bread that her mother gave her, and she read some parchment about how to use the power of the charm. The charm school was really a big commitment, but she was stubborn and she wanted to reach her final goal.
After some hour of waiting, finally she heard again a voice.
The voice.
Elentari...
She put her hands over the trunk immediately and she entered some sort of trance, sorrounded by the golden aurea.
My little flake, you came!!! Thank you...
Now that you have been becoming such a beautiful flower you are ready for getting your power...
Elentari was again surprised, like that night so far in the time..
Yes, a power. The baby that receives the fragment of star becomes the protector of the Thalla and all the stars, because the Thalla and the stars are connected... yes, also them. The Thalla are the connection between the stars and the ground and they need not only a protector, but also a leader, and since they cannot move, due to their nature, the leader must be a two-leg being... a Dermorian!
Elentari couldn\'t believe -again- her pointed-ears!
So, now, you will be called by all nature beings Queen of Stars, milady, and you will receive a little gift from all of us...
Remember that from now on you will hear our voices and that being a queen it is not just a pleasure.. and .. good luck!
Good Luck?
The young elf was still so puzzled and confused and as soon as the connection went off she felt in the left hand a little cold object that was hurting in the contact between the hand and the bark.
She put the object in front of her eyes and she saw a little ring with an emerald stone. In the stone there was clearly a fragment of the stars, since the sparkling silver - golden light that was erupting from it.
She weared immediately the ring on her right hand and she started to get some feeling of what good luck meant...
Voices, voices everywhere were giving her welcome and from the window, a straight azure ray was creating a perfect game of light and shadow in which the sparks from the ring were dancing happily...
Queen of the stars...
