The Thousand Year Dynasty
01. The Gap in the Sky
Lucia and Jean are riding through the Star Alcove. The vast area contained a large ravine and cliffs that formed, because it is said that there are stars that fell on it. They are from the city of Varun which is in the southern plains, two days drive from this place. And they still need two more days to pass through this region. Pharos region.
The weather was very hot this afternoon, the sun did not hesitate to burn everything on the rocks. Plus the arid area that does not have a single place to shelter, making it not wrong if this region is known as the Dead Land.
"It's very hot, Jean," said Lucia, fixing her surban hood.
"Who yesterday didn't want to get on a boat?" saut Jean who had sealed his face with a sacrifice.
Lucia simply fell silent bending her face away behind the thick cloth of the turban, due to her petite stature. Leaving the blue color of his glittering eyes watching the streets.
"It took only two days over the sea, and not sunburnt for a whole week like now" Jean added.
Unlike Lucia, Jean has a handsome stature for a woman. Seen protective clothes poking on the sidelines of the sacrificial cloth that he wrapped all over the body. Shimmering under the scorching heat.
"Yes-yes, I was wrong" Lucia replied making a face behind her victim.
"What part are you afraid of being out on the ocean, Princess?" Jean asked in an unhappy tone.
"I just don't like not stepping on land for too long. That's it," elak Lucia then. Though in fact, the girl could not bear the shock when she was above the sea.
Their conversation was then stopped by a thunderous thunder that suddenly sounded.
"Gradiant voice?"
"In the Land of Pharos?"
And not far from where they stood, the sky suddenly turned dark. It was as if a cloud was rolling very quickly.
"What is that, Jean?" Lucia was amazed by this strange phenomenon.
"See, I think we should stay away. I felt something terrible" said Jean, who also did not understand the strange thing.
Then from the center of the cloud rolled up, a spark of light appeared which then formed like a passageway with a bluish purple light that revolved in the pitch darkness.
Lucia and Jean had not yet moved from their place, when then the gloomy cloud scroll disappeared instantly with a sound like a crack of a branch but a loud echo.
And something fell out of the strange halo just before it vanished.
"I saw something fall from the cloud, Jean."
"Yes. I saw it too, Princess."
"Let's see." Not yet received a reaction from Jean, Lucia immediately drove her horse.
"Daughter, wait!" Soon Jean's coming.
Although it looks as if it is close, but the distance from where they went to the place where something had fallen was quite far. That was because they had to circle a cliff first to finally arrive at the place.
Seen on the vast arid plain before them, two young men were busy picking up the scattered items.
"Hey, who are you?!" shouted Lucia who started to slow down the pace of her horse.
The two young men were shocked to hear someone shouting. Then one of them shouted back, but Lucia and Jean did not understand what the young man was shouting.
Slightly brown with wavy black hair, Lucia guessed the two young men were Morra.
They were wearing strange clothes. Too thin to be worn through an arid ground like this.
Both of them wore clothes that were only a white sheet, with an unusual shape Lucia encountered on this plain. And also wearing the same thin sky blue trousers.
One carried a bag with a necked sling on his right shoulder, while the other carried a dark blue robe with a material that looked smooth but did not shine like silk.
The two of them also wore footwear that did not appear to be made of animal skin or rattan. It is dull white with many ropes and small iron bands on its front.
"Who are you?" ask Jean this time.
The two young men replied alternately with words that were still incomprehensible.
"Did you fall from that strange cloud?" Lucia still hoped they would answer in a language she could understand. But in fact it's not. The two young men were still speaking their foreign languages.
And after trying to communicate with each other long enough, the four of them finally gave up.
"They don't understand our words at all, Jean." Lucia sounded a little disappointed.
"really. Are they from the land across this land? Was it some strange cloud, some kind of transfer magic?" Jean looked seriously thinking.
"They don't seem to know this place. Just look, even they were wearing such clothes in this region," Lucia revealed the results of her observation. "Is it possible that they were misguided while using magic from Arcane stone?" guess later.
"Maybe." Jean answered quickly.
"And that means it's very likely that they won't be able to survive crossing this land alone" Lucia concluded.
Jean was also aware of this. "Then do you want to take them out of this place, with us?" tanyanya.
"really. At least until they're outside this Dead Land" Lucia said. "If not, they could die attacked by wild animals around this region. Or die of thirst and eighth because it seems they do not carry food and weapons."
Jean looked at Lucia with a look of dislike. It was true that the two young men were not seen carrying weapons or even bags of drinking water. But it remains suspicious.
"It could be that they were desert robbers pretending to be. And as night falls, their comrades will show up and take all our belongings" Jean said.
Lucia looked at Jean with her grievous face. "But if it doesn't, it means we let them die in this place, Jean," he said.
Hearing Lucia's words and face, Jean could only exhale. He knew that stubborn girl would not change his decision. "But you must remain vigilant, princess. We don't know what their true purpose is."
"Ready, Jean Sang Mirthil. I'll be careful" Lucia replied with a smile. Replied with a sluggish look by Jean.
Without needing to get off the horse, Lucia took out two spare cloths from inside the bag beside her saddle, then threw them at the two young men. After that Lucia began to make movements like she was wearing the sacrifice, and pointed towards the sun.
It was Lucia's way of communicating without using language to the two youths. And it seems that the two young men understood it. They began to wear the cloth as a protector from the sun.
Seeing the two young men understand the intention and intention of his movement, Lucia then asked the two young men to follow him. The four of them began to walk away from the place.
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