Chapter 49
Year XXXX October 4
This must be written while it is fresh, from the lap of my new 'wife' as we cradle our child, who at this point is just an egg, just like Sven and all Enderman were.
Yesterday, just before Mel'lank picked me up the clan started to make one of those breeding structures around the gutted remains of a house and the inside was predictably dark. Before Mel had snatched me off the ground, Sven grabbed my arm and shoved a nearly burnt out Redstone torch up my sleeve so I could see while inside. Mel proudly walked inside the structure with me in her arms and we sat in the middle with her cooing above my head and her legs creating a kind of barrier to keep me from going anywhere.
It toke some convincing but Mel let me place the torch after striking it on the ground to get the dust particles to start creating light, not much but enough to clearly see Mel's face. Her eyes were a deeper purple than I have ever seen before I was gathered up with the diamond I had gathered to serve as the shell base for the life we were about to create. She guided my hands so that we both were holding the diamond and she purred as the torchlight played of the gems rough surface.
For the longest time, nothing happened. Mel sat there and I became more anxious when something started to happen, I felt a kind of heat rising from Mels' hands and a strange energy started to flow into the diamond. I could feel her watching me expectantly, waiting for me to do the same and all I could think of was a time in that Istrisol city where I was recovering and spending my time in one of their pursuits to become a mage.
It was all about expectations, the possibility existed for me to cast a snowball from the end of the lacquered stick I held but if I expected failure, nothing would happen. It took nearly all the time I spent there to master simple things that the children there could do easily. I tried that again, to let go of my reservations about this process and trust that it worked because Riley was alive and had mentioned her parents.
It was like that, her holding on as our fingertips touched the diamond until eventually I felt myself begin to grow hot and the same energy Mel had cast into the egg came from my hands. A cool green to counter her violet one rose from my palms to dive into the diamond and before my eyes the same strange swirl that resides in Enderpearls began to form in the confines of the gem before it began to vibrate so much that I was afraid it would fall to the ground. I was ready to grab it with both hands when the third hardest substance known to man pulled my hand to the surface and Mel's purring got louder as the rough edges popped out and rippled into a smooth, nearly perfectly round shape.
An instant of paralyzing heat followed by stunning cold and suddenly I felt, a pulse or a heartbeat. I felt tired, like I had been running nonstop for the better part of a day and I was forced to slump into Mel'lank as she took our child in one hand with concern. It fits in her palm easily and her curled fingers practically obscure it from view; our strange, mixed blood child. Mel had to carry me out of the breeding structure and for the rest of the night since my body refused to respond to my commands.
Just moving the quill on the page is tiring. I need to sleep, I'm hungry, I miss Kefka.
Henri Lemark
