My heart was pounding. I could feel the wind screeming in my ears as the sand came. I couldn't remember who I am or where I am. I could feel the blade in my hand, heavy and yet light. The small orb at the end of the pummel had a swirling fire with lightning in the middle. I could sense an immense power from the blade. The dust finally stopped and all I could see were trees for miles.

"Hey give that back! You have no right to steal such a relic" shouted a boy running towards me.

"I apologize. I didn't steal this sword though. Who are you if I may ask?" I said.

"I am Fern. I am supposed to be the keeper of that sword. If my clan finds out I lost it and didn't get it back they would kill me." Said the boy. His hair was short and orange. He was a small slim boy, probably only 15 years old.

"This is Ashes, Fern." The sword suddenly started saying.

"Ahhh. Who said that?" Fern said falling back in fear.

"It's just me Fern. I am Elorse. One of the swords of Elysian." The sword said.

"Ahhh the sword, it's talking!" He shouted in shock.

"Elorse. If you know who I am, then you know me?" I asked, gazing at the sword as it talked.

"No Ashes. I'm sorry. But there is a town a few miles from here, known as Earlsoboro. Maybe you will find some answers there." Elorse said, his carved symbols lighting up with every word.

"No. Even if you are a fucking talking sword I need to take you back. And as for you theif. Give back the sword or I will take it from you" fern said.

"Ashes did not steal me Fern. She summoned me. And if I came then I must stay with her" Elorse said.

"Fine. But that means I'm coming along. Its bad enough our clan lost Arah to some dope witted boy so long ago. I'm not losing you." Fern said in astonishment.

"Be careful though ashes." Elorse said.

"I figured. I sense a great darkness ahead. And I don't like it either." I said, sheathing Elorse in my back.