Broken Sky: Parakka Rising [IC]
The golem walked slowly around the kuja trees, its heavy rock and mud feet making a thump with every step. The golem's right arm wasn't very different from its feet, made of similar rock, mud and soil from the earth. The left arm was a series of tightly intertwined vines from the nearby trees. The elemental stopped, looking up and whipping out its vine arm. The vines extended, the most of them hidden within the body of the five foot tall stony hulk. A hand formed at the end of the vines and grabbed a hold of what it was searching for. Pulling back the vines with a fruit in its 'hand', it studied it for a moment. It was a kuja fruit. The hard yellowy skin of the fruit was tough enough that the tight grip of the vines didn't crush it. The golem turned around and walked lazily to a pile of eight other kuja fruits and dropped the one in its hand. It then went back to scanning the tree canopy above.
On a nearby log, Terra was sitting. She seemed partly absentminded, spending some of her focus to animate the golem. She was wearing summer clothing, a light top of red and white silk that rested softly on her body. Her four spirit stones glowed brightly from their use, enough for the light emanating from them to be seen through the fabric along her spine. Terra was also wearing a matching red and white pair of loose fitting silk pants. They were traditional summer clothes for a woman of the Minabe lordship. Her long hair was let down, flowing past her shoulders and blowing in the light breeze a bit and in her hands was a bag meant to carry the kuja fruits. She sighed.
Not all of her attention was on gathering the sweet fruit. If she was totally focused, the golem would have at least been another foot or two taller. Seeming more lively and energetic instead of just slumping around, making all of its actions slow and clumsy. It was the day her father had promised he'd go with her to gather fruits together. A promise he had made a week before but never was kept. Terra had been given the same excuse that she'd been given for years now. "I have to attend a meeting..." Terra voiced her thought.
The young noble looked up from the ground to check on the golem. She didn't need to, she had been looking through the makeshift earthen eyes of the golem all along, using its body while she used her mind. But it was always a bit of a habit of her's to overlook her animations. It had been walking around now for five minutes, not finding another kuja fruit. She had picked the area clean, the last fruits of the summer before fall hit. The golem turned and walked toward its animator, standing and staring at her as she put the fruits in the bag. Without her command, the golem started to do so as well, mirroring her movements. It made her wonder why her golems did that, acted without her thought. Maybe it was a subconscious thing. The back of her head wanting to have somebody to this gathering with her. So her mind animated the golem without her consent to accompany herself.
After the kuja fruits were put in the bag, she handed it to the golem and it gladly carried it for her. She started walking back to the Stud. With another sigh, she looked over to the golem, "Thanks." she said, knowing the golem wouldn't react. She knew it always seemed crazy when she spoke to her golems, but it was a good way for her to voice her thoughts, her frustrations. In a sense, they were like her journals. And when she dispersed the golems, her thoughts would go back to the earth. At least, that's how she thought of it. "I don't know what happened to father... It's nice and all that I can have a little bit more freedom but..." a pause as she thought, "But it seems like he doesn't even care anymore. I wonder what I did wrong..."
The golem held the bag of fruits and just continued to walk in perfect step with Terra, looking forward. "He talks to Jin a lot, even Yuki. And he's headed into the village a whole lot more too. But he doesn't ever tell me why. Maybe it's something to do with mother, maybe I look like her or something... I don't know." the thought of her mother made her stop speaking for a bit. With a deep breath, she continued, "I hardly remember what she looks likes. It's been so long now, since she left."
The sunlight started to warm her fair skin as she left the canopies of the kuja trees. She could see her home, the Minabe Estate, on a hill overlooking the Stud. The village was situated in a grassland, with a forest just thirty minutes South of it. The rolling hills made it difficult to spot the Stud as a whole, but she could see the smoke rising from the fires of peoples' homes. It was around supper time. Terra stood at the forest edge for a moment to look at her estate, a large multi-leveled mansion with several smaller buildings surrounding it. The library, the stable, the training square. She could see it all from her position, the white and red painted wood, signature of the Minabe lordship made the building stick out on the green hills.
She could even see her father's cricktrack, a machinist vehicle driven by her older brother Kazu, the second eldest of her siblings. Kazu was a pilot, and when he had come of age, was inducted into the Pilots Guild for training. Cricktracks were rickety twelve foot vehicles. Made of metal, and driven by long caterpillar like tracks, it was easy to understand where the vehicle got its name. The family insignia was painted on the side of the passenger cabin of the cricktrack. Two white wyverns flying around each other and biting into a red star.
The two wyverns on the insignia were once real. Before Terra was born, Minabe Stud was true to its name. Studs were places that bred and trained wyverns. The two white ones being the Minabe Lordships prize beasts. But a terrible fire destroyed the wyvern stable and trapped the majestic animals inside. None of the twenty wyverns survived. It would have taken too long and been too expensive to get more wyverns and rebuild the stables. So instead of renaming the community to Minabe Village, they retained the title of Minabe Stud to venerate the fallen wyverns. As Terra drew closer to the Stud, her golem still at her side, she could see where the wyvern stable had once been. A large circular space in the middle of the village, once a building housing the creatures. It was now a town center, made with brick. A statue of the two white wyverns in the middle, biting into the red star.
A gust of wind blew across the rolling hill, making some loose dirt on the body of the golem fly off into the distance. Terra's silken clothing weren't great wind breakers, she bit her lip as a chill ran up her spine. Terra hurried her pace, putting more of her focus into the golem so it could keep up. Once she reached the village, Terra took the bag from her golem and smiled. The spirit stones along her back stopped glowing as she watched golem crumble and blow away into the wind. She start to hum a small melody to herself as she walked through the main road of the village, headed first for the village longhouse where the population ate, so that she could drop off the kuja fruits.