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I leaned back and rubbed my work – weary 
eyes as the stress of teaching left my
mind. 

The children were playing a few yards away from me.
Their cheerful laughter could easily be heard above the
din of voices.

I checked on them briefly, then turned to the sky that 
stretched out in a seamless blue. Occasional clouds
floated by.

It was a beautiful day to be out. I was glad that I had decided
to take a break from work and bring the kids to the park. My
husband agreed whole hearted

The children had jumped at the opportunity to go 
play there; though it didn’t have much for play
equipment.

Despite the slight sheen of rust on the slide and
the dull pin pricks on the wood swing, the kids loved the
decrepit playground.

However if the parents ever found out what the children did
on the fallen play ground, they would be most 
certainly be shocked at the manner of it all. For those
 parents had no notion of what those children hid.	
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I looked at my twin in earnest. He had to understand.
In order to save Lishon  I had to go. Just had
to.

The river flowed before us with a vengeance. It was as if the
water was displeased with the rocks and it had taken upon
itself to punish them.

Jorden looked at me sadly at the thought of jumping.
 He knew that it would cost me my life if I 
did.

“You just can’t Clarisa. If you jump the Noli  will take over
Lishon and without you at the archers command they
will vanquish us.”

“Yes, but if the river is not quieted, our armies will drown.
As the Shana  of the sea I must have control: just as you must
control the evergreen and the willow.”

“That’s different and you know it. The sea is fickle and 
will turn its tide with little concern but to toss you from 
its grave.”

“Jorden I must do what I must and not you, nor 
the Noli, nor the Glifon , nor even the Great Shuka  can 
stop me.”

“Watch what you say Clarisa or the Great Shuka will
stop you.” Jorden’s features softened after this warning. 
He knew.

I looked at my twin affectionately. For all that he
was, Shano  of all trees and animals on land, he was
still my brother.

“Should I not return, defend Lishon with all you have. If
all goes well the frilena  shall bloom once more in Lishon’s
courtyard.”

Jorden’s eyes glimmered like the wisps of freed droplets
from the surge of the cataclysmic rapids that was once calm.
He knew.
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