Ivy sat next to Analae and Achilla, her head in her hands. They were poisoned.
It was a kind she could not heal. She was helpless.
Then someone came by. "Hello, do you know where the nearest village is? Is this the Realm of Magic?"
The person's name was Ana. She said she was sent down this road by someone named Natalai. The name seemed familiar. She had to think...
Natalai was Analae's sister! That was it! "Ana-" she began, "She didn't mention a person named Analae, did she?" Ana thought about it for a second. "No... I don't think so." Ivy was very excited. "Well- that's her sister! Analae!" She pointed at her, only to remember. That dampened the occasion quite a bit. "She's poisoned. I can't heal her." She looked down. Ana said brightly "I think I might be able to." Ivy nearly dropped the cup she was holding. "Really? How? What's your power?" Ana smiled softly. "I should heal her first."
After Analae and Achilla were healed, they slept on, but this time it was natural sleep, not poisoned. Ivy was persistent. "Ana, you didn't answer me." Ana looked down. "I have no idea how I do it. My power is weather." Ivy was flabbergasted. "How in the world do you heal with weather?" Ana shrugged. "Who knows. I can't do it on myself, though. I tried. Doesn't work." Ivy sat, deep in thought. What was Ana's mysterious power? How did she get it? And who gave it to her?
It was a kind she could not heal. She was helpless.
Then someone came by. "Hello, do you know where the nearest village is? Is this the Realm of Magic?"
The person's name was Ana. She said she was sent down this road by someone named Natalai. The name seemed familiar. She had to think...
Natalai was Analae's sister! That was it! "Ana-" she began, "She didn't mention a person named Analae, did she?" Ana thought about it for a second. "No... I don't think so." Ivy was very excited. "Well- that's her sister! Analae!" She pointed at her, only to remember. That dampened the occasion quite a bit. "She's poisoned. I can't heal her." She looked down. Ana said brightly "I think I might be able to." Ivy nearly dropped the cup she was holding. "Really? How? What's your power?" Ana smiled softly. "I should heal her first."
After Analae and Achilla were healed, they slept on, but this time it was natural sleep, not poisoned. Ivy was persistent. "Ana, you didn't answer me." Ana looked down. "I have no idea how I do it. My power is weather." Ivy was flabbergasted. "How in the world do you heal with weather?" Ana shrugged. "Who knows. I can't do it on myself, though. I tried. Doesn't work." Ivy sat, deep in thought. What was Ana's mysterious power? How did she get it? And who gave it to her?