Friday, October 6, 2006

Part 10
I am sorry I haven't posted anything these last two days. I have been sick and I really wasn't in the mood to translate and post anything. But, I am all better now and ready to continue to post my story for you.
I am also sorry that I didn't complete the fan art I intended. I'll try completing it in a day or two.
OK, let's continue the story:

Chapter II /Section 3/ (Part 10)

      Hazim laughed again. He has noticed that she gets close to anyone she meets, but not so intensively like today. She probably didn't have time to make friends with everybody because they were always on the move. He looked at her. She sat quietly. It seemed as if she decided not to ask him anything until he decides to tell her himself. Suddenly, he said:
      - My mentor got killed.
      - I'm really sorry...
      - I am a level eight pupil. We start our training at the age of ten.
      - Which is the highest level?
      - Tenth.
      - Does that mean you will never be able to become a mentor?
      - I would get another mentor of the same school have I managed to complete my task.
      - Of the same school?
      - Yes. It is the same area of study.
      - What happened?
      - My mentor gave me a task before he died. That task binds me, unless I complete it to the end, or unless its completion becomes impossible.
      Adila wanted to ask more, but Hazim stopped her:
      - Don't ask me about my task; because that is the answer I cannot give you.
      - I understand.
      They fell silent again, but Adila sensed that she has managed to breach trough the armor of this Burhan and probably received a friend in him. She was glad about that, because, although she has almost reached Ilderin, the purpose of her journey still didn't seam near. She wondered what happened to Jelil. If he was still alive? Will she manage to find him? She also thought of her father and the complaint. Who knows what happened with it? She felt as if she has been away for a very long time. She remembered Zibia affectionately.
      Did Jelil also feel this way, separated from his home world, although we did our best to make him feel well with us?
      - You could try to get some sleep. We'll have a lot to do when we reach Ilderin.
      She nodded her head, leaned it at her coat, that she placed at the small metal container, and closed her eyes.

      - Adila. Get up, we're here.
      Did I fall asleep after all?
      In the silence of cargo hold, she began to feel troubled over the success of her undertaking, fear that Jelil might already be dead, homesickness and a wish to see her father. She thought she won't fall asleep at all. She jumped at her feet and skillfully sneaked out of the ship with Hazim to the shore. Hazim left her in a pleasant small part and left to, as earlier agreed, meet with someone who provided them with falsified Ilderins' documents. The park was pleasantly sunny; people walked and children played. Suddenly, a child's toy found itself in front of her. She reached it and, with a smile, gave it to the child that came for it. The child thanked her in Ilderinian and ran off, and his mother approached Adila.
      - Ah, those children. Toys all around.
      Adila only smiled with understanding.
      - I have never seen you here before. Oh, please sit down, do not stand.
      The child's mother sat beside her. Adila started to feel panic, but she tried to keep her appearance calm. Having found someone willing to listen, the mother talked all about her son, her care for him, and Adila patiently listened and smiled friendly, hoping that Hazim will come soon. She had no courage to apologize and leave the park herself. She could easily make a mistake in her choice of words or her accent and reveal that she was a stranger. She was afraid of what might happen, no matter how pleasant this woman seemed. She was certain that this was a very kind person and a caring mother, but if Ilderins avoid strangers, it could happen that, wishing to protect her child, she would immediately give her in to the authorities on Ilderin. She finally saw him. Noticing her look, the woman turned.
      - Your friend? I suppose it was him you were waiting for.
      She waited for Hazim to get near and then introduced herself friendly, and called him and Adila for a visit, if they can spare some time. Hazim thanked her for an invitation very politely, expressed his sorrow that they are only passing by, and his hope that they will have an opportunity to visit these areas again. Then, with an expression of worry, warned Adila that they will be late if they don't leave now, and led her out of the park. Adila, almost unnoticeably, breathed a sigh of relief. Hazim gave her the Ilderin's documents made for her and noticed silently.
      - I see you have already become a true Ilderin. What happened?
      - I only passed a toy to a child.
      - But, it seemed to me as if you were talking.
      - She spoke and I only nodded my head wherever it seemed needed and smiled friendly.
      Hazim couldn't suppress a laugh.
      - You're amazing. It seems as if I will have fewer worries with you then I thought.

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Tuesday, October 3, 2006

Chapter II (Part 9)
OK, the time has come to learn how Adila is doing. Did she manage to reach Ilderin? What will she do there?
Here is a beginning of the third section of this chapter:

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      Adila glanced at the sea. They have finally reached the south of Burhan. For the last two month, Hazim led her through the continent, using various vehicles, false permissions and passes they needed, for Ilderins' soldiers controlled all movements on the continent; and sometimes it was even necessary to carefully avoid the guards altogether. Hazim was skilled and experienced and Adila listened to him without question wherever it was needed. She learned to follow him soundless like a shadow. It was not the only thing he thought her. Strangers were not welcome on Ilderin and the only way for a stranger to get there was to be a prisoner, and even that happened only when important personalities were in question, except when prisoners were needed for non-automated plants at the icy parts of the continent, far south. They have learned that there were imprisoned Adems there and they considered the possibility that Jelil was there too. The plan was to present themselves as Ilderins. Hazim knew their culture and language and that was not a problem for him. For the last two month, Adila was learning to act in Ilderins' manners and to speak Ilderinian language without an accent. It was more important that she learns several key phrases completely right, then to speak excellently, but so that one can feel a stranger. Hazim would do most of the talking anyway. She had to understand what is being said to her and, when it is absolutely necessary, to say some polite phrases.
      They slipped in as stowaways. Hazim made sure to get them contra-seekers so that the ship's scanners wouldn't detect them. There were in for several hours of staying still in the cargo hold. Hazim used that to check her knowledge again. After a while he nodded his head, pleased.
      - Considering the time we had at hand, you've improved well at Ilderinian. Still, you must not relax too much. If you turn as little attention at yourself as possible, I think you could pass as a girl from Ilderin quite well.
      Adila smiled proudly. Hazim rarely gave praises. His evaluations were always rigorously realistic. That is why she was very pleased for his acknowledgment of her improvement.
      - I must say I expected less. You seemed as a person who lived surrounded by care and who wouldn't manage to do well under pressure.
      These two month he spent in her company made Hazim truly start to admire her steadiness and endurance. Her feelings for that young man must have been very strong. He decided that he will never leave her let her down, and that he will be of help to her until she finds him. He will not leave her side until he sees them together.
      - Hazim?
      - Yes?
      - Why don't you have a pupil?
      Hazim laughed.
      - I am not a mentor.
      - Oh? You're a pupil? I thought pupils always follow their mentors.
      - Not all Burhans are pupils or mentors. Only those whose mental abilities pass the preliminary check are prepared to be mentors. Other Burhans dedicate to many different professions and they can be very successful at what they do.
      - So, what do you do?
      - Are you bored?
      - I'm asking to much, am I? Sorry. We were traveling together for quite some time, yet I didn't have the opportunity to learn anything about you.
      - I know nothing about you, either.
      - True, but if you had asked me, I would have told you.

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Monday, October 2, 2006

Chapter II (Part 8)
      - Ilderins must have found a way to attain the knowledge of at least some Burhans. Probably pupils, for mentors are too mentally developed. After their continent fell, Burhans were pursued on Adem too. If a mentor was about to die near Evening Light, he must have searched for someone to pass his knowledge on to, so that it would be kept, and then somehow saw to it that this person is brought to safety.
      - On Zibia?
      After a short pause, Avam waved his head after all.
      - It is too unclear. If mentors and pupils travel together, he could have passed his knowledge on to his pupil. And if Ilderins managed to read other people's memories, we wouldn't be sitting and talking here so peacefully now. They have enough prisoners who know this place.
      Jelil became thoughtful.
      Why wouldn't he pass his knowledge to his pupil? How do Ilderins plan to use his memories?
      He had a distant look when, after a moment of silence, he spoke.
      - Pupils prepare for years to receive knowledge of their mentor. If the preparation is incomplete, transfer of knowledge could bring more harm then use. One totally untrained person would have no idea the knowledge existed in him and would therefore be automatically protected.
      Avam looked at him in astonishment.
      - Where did you get such information?
      Jelil didn't answer the question, but continued to follow his thoughts.
      - Transferred knowledge and memories take a separate part in a brain, so that they don't afflict the person that is unable to call them to his consciousness. But, this also enables easier separation of such knowledge and memories. On Burhan this technique is known for centuries...
      - Jelil!
      Jelil startled, as if he just woke from some sort of trans.
      - What...?
      As if he needed a several moments to remember where he was.
      - This time it was different. More intense.
      - You spoke aloud. You answered all the questions that bothered us... Except for one.
      - Why can I remember, when the memories inside an untrained person should be totally neutral and harmless?
      - That is something we'll have to see to. In the meantime, I would like you to transfer to my group, so that I can keep an eye on you.
      Jelil agreed.
      - I will inform a leader of your group about your transfer. It would be good for us to keep the details of this little conversation between us.
      When they left the room, Elefif was waiting at the entrance, worried because of an unusual discussion between their leader and Jelil. Avam noticed him.
      - Ah, it's good that you're here. I want to talk to you.
      He nodded at Jelil and went back to the meeting cave with Elefif.
      Jelil went toward his cave thoughtfully.
      How come I had no unknown memories in the last two month? The last unusual memory I experienced was the one I had right after I came back to Adem. Adem... My world. My home. I know these areas very well, I know the languages, the character of people. I was never puzzled. Everything was clear. Until now.
      He was not sure how well the carrier of his knew memories knew Adem, but it was cleat that Jelil didn't need those memories and knowledge all this time, for he had his own, that completely covered his needs. As soon as he found himself before another puzzle that gathered his thoughts, a foreign knowledge appeared again and gave him the answer. He didn't realize that he spoke aloud, although he did want to tell Avam his opinion. Probably his wish to hide his unusual experiences earlier, blocked revelation of his feelings when he was surprised or scared having one of this experiences. However, when he wanted to express his thoughts, he did that without even noticing. Thinking, he started to fear the consequences of his foreign knowledge. He, in any case, was not trained to seriously accept this knowledge and use it well, without misusing it. All too often good people were tempted to misuse power if given to them too suddenly, and a knowledge of a mentor of Burhan represented power great enough for Jelil to be worried. He was silent before because he didn't know how to explain what was happening, but now he firmly decided not to speak in fear of the consequences. If people would find out that he can use the knowledge of Burhans, who knows what they would suddenly ask him to do. No. He will never speak foreign thoughts aloud.

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Sunday, October 1, 2006

Part 7
I have opened a new site, but it is still incomplete. I will try and make it interesting for the readers of my story as soon as possible.
I will continue posting parts of the story on this site, too.
And I will continue posting some new fan art (I have already drawn one picture, but since coloring always takes me much more time then drawing, I am not sure when I'll submit it. I'll let you know when I do.

Chapter II /Section 2/ (Part 7)

      - I was informed about your staying on Zibia and about the way you returned to Adem.
      Jelil told briefly to Bariz and Elefif what had happened in Evening Light, that he didn't know how he found himself on Zibia, that he had spent nine month in a small coastal town, and that, for an unknown reason, Ilderins came to take him to their continent. He didn't mention his strange knowledge of Zibian language, nor the memories that disturbed him. For some time he had no similar experiences and he has calmed down entirely in the meantime. Avam's reminding of the past events put back these strange experiences to his mind and for the first time he wondered if that had something to do with Ilderins' sudden interest in him. He decided to tell Avam about it.
      - There is something I mentioned to no one.
      - Why?
      - I was not sure how to explain it. I am not sure even now. It started happening after Evening Night fell, more precisely, when I came to my senses.
      - Can you remember anything in time after you fell into the sea until you came to Zibia?
      Jelil waved his head.
      - Can you try to describe to me everything strange that has happened to you?
      - I never had the opportunity to learn or even hear Zibian language, but when I came to my senses in a house on Zibia, I needed only to take a better look at the titles of books that laid on the bookshelves to understand that language completely.
      - Are you sure you didn't learn it as a child and later forgot it?
      - In that case, my knowledge wouldn't have been so complete as it is, and that is not the only thing that happened.
      Avam nodded seriously.
      - Continue.
      - In several occasions I had strange memories.
      - How strange?
      - Situations I never experienced myself. In one of them I even saw myself. From aside. As if I'm somebody else.
      - Can it be...?
      Jelil looked at Avam with expectation. Noticing his look, Avam smiled a little.
      I had an opportunity to get to know Burhan culture a bit more than it's usual for a stranger. We all know that Burans travel in pairs: a mentor and a pupil. Mentors are highly respected in their society because they carry all the knowledge of Burhan. Pupil prepares for years to receive the knowledge from his mentor when the time comes and doing that become a mentor himself. Using the experience he gathered as a pupil and the one of his mentor when the time comes, he is able to make a step forward in comparison to his mentor, developing all known accomplishments that he will later transfer to his own pupil. Not all mentors poses the same knowledge. That is why Burhans take a good care of all their mentors, even those who are studying the same matter. I just thought of a possibility...
      - That a knowledge of some mentor is in me?
      Avam nodded.

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Saturday, September 30, 2006

Part 6
It seems the story has already reached a point when one can't understand it without going a few steps back.
That's why I thought I might make a site where I will post chapters I translated so far, a short description of the story and individual chapters, and a character list.
Since the first chapter is completely translated, I might start with it. I'll make a site these days and inform you of an address.

In the meantime, here is today's part of the story:

Chapter II /Section 2/ (Part 6)

      Today another group came to the main hideout. Bariz informed Jelil that the leader of this group was the main organizer and coordinator of the entire movement. He was a man of about 40 years of age, with a military appearance. By very looking at him one could feel a respect. As soon as he arrived, he called for the leaders of the groups to discuss the present situation and consider their further activities.
      Jelil spent his afternoon helping Bariz to do his chores. He didn't have much do to, since all the groups from this part of Adem were gathered, so that there were enough men to do all chores that are to be done in this space. Rebels that usually took part in attacks had nothing to do now. Although Bariz could have done his job by himself, he didn't dislike Jelil being there to help him. He liked his company and he also noticed that Jelil was rather bored these last few days they spent here.
      - Ah, Demir, what are you doing here? Aren't you at the meeting of the leaders?
      Jelil turned with a surprise. Elefif Demir rarely came to this side of the cave. There was nothing for him to do here.
      - I must speak to your brother.
      - What's wrong? You never come for someone personally.
      - No reason to worry, Shihab. Jelil?
      Jelil followed Elefif without question. He was led to a specially separated cave that was a place where leaders held their meetings. It was constantly guarded and one could enter it only with a permission of Avam Zarif, the main leader. Avam showed Jelil that he should sit across him, and so he did. He observed him a while in silence and then he finally said:
      - Ilderins are very interested in you, Jelil Shihab.
      Jelil looked at a leader of the rebels with a surprise.
      They are still looking for me?
      - Some two month ago we noticed a change in Ilderins' behavior. The purpose of their attacks started to be to capture and not to kill members of our groups. We noticed that they are looking for someone among them and that they don't want to risk him being accidentally killed.
      Jelil wanted to ask what made them so sure that he was the one being looked for, but he didn't want to interrupt this man. He expected Avam will soon give him an answer to this question anyway.
      - We were interested to know what they are interested in, so we sent our most skilled spies to investigate who is the person in question. Avam paused without taking his eyes of Jelil.
- Even Ilderins' soldiers don't know who it is, that they are looking for exactly and why. They only have a task to capture every Adem they find alive and bring him to the Southern camp.
Jelil was still silent. He didn't know the reason Ilderins were so interested in him, and it was obvious that he was expected to tell them. He sighed. Avam, still keeping his eyes on him, suddenly ordered everyone present to go out of the room and leave them alone, which was immediately done.

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Friday, September 29, 2006

Part 5 of Chapter II
First, I want to thank those who liked my fan art of Jelil, and hope the others who are reading this story will take a look at it.

So, we have seen what Adila did after Jelil was taken away from Zibia in the first section of this chapter. Of course she doesn't know that Jelil is on Adem and not Ilderin. While she's trying to reach Ilderin, the story returns to Adem and its rebels.

Let's start a second section of this chapter:

Chapter II /Section 2/ (Part 5)

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      After only a few actions, Jelil justified the trust given to him. He was silent, quick and skilled and he performed the tasks set before him excellently. Bariz never took part in the very actions. He followed the group, took care of the equipment, food, finding and organizing hideouts; and he did that with such certainty and skill that other members considered him unbearable member of their group. The group was roaming the continent searching for Ilderins' plants. Several spies reported of size and condition of the plants, as well as the number of captured Adems that worked in them. Bariz went to espionage himself from time to time. He got skilled in it since the time he went scouting alone, searching for his mother. He was like a shadow. Jelil accompanied him from time to time, but he was mostly spared for the attack actions, where he showed remarkable abilities. Sometimes one could notice his training, witch was noticeable on all members that used to tend military schools. There were not many of them and they were valued in a group.
      The last few days disturbing news were coming. Ilderins found several temporary hideouts. Three rebel groups were destroyed. It seemed that they found someone who knew the spaces of Adem well. Jelil remembered that he, too, only seeing the direction rebels moved to, when he was set free some two month ago, managed to estimate their possible destination. That is why the decision was made that the group should always move and never use a direct route to its destination, even when they were almost certain that there were no Ilderins around. Complete certainty didn't exist. However, this was very tiresome for the group members. That is why they spent less time outside of the main hideout then before, and moved in smaller numbers. They concentrated more on the espionage and gathering of information. The main hideout was now full of rebels from all around. The small groups, that acted at less safe areas, decided to break their activities for a certain period of time. There were enough supplies in the main hideout for about a month time, without need of delivering new supplies. They acquired energy using the energy that was released by rotting of waste. Special rooms were dug deeply, specially for that purpose, and they were always supervised by people authorized for maintenance of the systems that gathered and adjusted the necessary energy. Parenergy was not reachable to them from this location; and also Ilderins, who were following its movements and fluctuation carefully, could discover their hideout if they would try to somehow take it to this place.

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Thursday, September 28, 2006

Part 4
This is going rather well, doesn't it. Today I will post the last part of Section 1 of this chapter.
I am planning to complete a picture of Jelil later today or first thing tomorrow. I can't wait to submit it for you to see him.

Chapter II /Section 1/ (Part 4)

      As soon as the first rays of sun started to emerge out of the cold sea water, Adila left her home, escorted by her father, who promised her that he will not remain silent concerning the complaint they'll send to the Grand Council and that he will think of her every day. She waved to him one more time and then, with a quick pace, went toward the agreed meeting place.
      I will think of you, too. Every day.
      She was sorry to leave him. She knew that nothing will be the same without him. But, this was something she had to do. She felt it deep inside.
      Young Burhan already waited at the agreed place when she arrived. He must have been there since dawn. She could saw no tiredness or displeasure for having to stand there in his face. Upon noticing her, he approached her.
      - So, you came after all. Follow me.
      He led her to the place where he stayed with his mentor. The mentor welcomed her with a gentle smile.
      - I hope you took time to think things through. You can still return home if you're uncertain.
      Adila looked at him decisively, although she couldn't hide that she was somewhat frightened.
      - I am completely sure.
      The mentor nodded, spoke a few words with his pupil that she didn't understand and, before she understood what they were planning to do, she found herself in a completely unknown place. Young Burhan asked her to follow him. She didn't manage to see what was used to bring them there, but she supposed that it was some sort of teleporting device. The mentor was not with them. She followed Burhan through the long clean corridor with numerous doors until he showed her into the room where three serious men sat, and one, somewhat younger, stood quietly in a corner. The man sitting in the middle addressed her:
      - We are informed about your situation. Some time ago we would simply teleport you to Ilderin, but, unfortunately, that is impossible now. You are now at Blue Island, north of Burhan. Are you ready to travel across the entire continent to reach Ilderin?
      - I am ready to do whatever is necessary to get there.
      - Good.
      Burhan, who was staying quietly in the corner, approached a few steps closer.
      - This is Hazim Ilhan. He will be your guide.
      - Adila Ulfet; pleased to meet you.
      Hazim only nodded shortly.
      - If you are ready to leave right away, Hazim will lead you to a place where we have prepared a transportation to the continent for you.
      Adila nodded. She was ready. There was nothing to wait for. Now that she was already on her way, she thought nothing of going back. She slowly followed Hazim into the unknown.

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Wednesday, September 27, 2006

   Chapter II
/Section 1/ (Part 3)

      When she came back home it was already dark. The professor already had an intention to go out and look for her. He was not afraid of her being lost, but nights were still fresh and she could catch cold if she stays outside for too long without some warmer clothes.
      - I'm glad you're back. I was afraid you might catch cold out there.
      Adila said nothing. She sat and looked at him with a serious expression. She was thinking about a way to tell him about her intentions. The professor asked, worried:
      - Is everything all right?
      - I decided to go to Ilderin and look for Jelil.
      - What!?
      Adila looked him seriously and repeated her words.
      - What a crazy idea! How do you intend to go to Ilderin and how do you expect to find Jelil all alone on that continent?
      - Burhans will help me.
      - Burhans?
      - Yes. You know yourself that they are world travelers. They will certainly not support Ilderins after the occupation of their continent. I have already asked some of them to help. They agreed.
      - Burhans agreed to take you to Ilderin?
      - Not really. But, they have agreed to help me.
      The professor waved his head.
      - Do you even know what you are doing?
      Adila looked at him sadly.
      - I am not sure. I know only that I have to find him. Can you remember his condition when I found him at the shore? I don't want that to happen again. I want to know he's alright. I HAVE TO know he's alright.
      The professor looked at Adila as if he sees a completely different person. Is it possible that his little girl truly fell in love with that young man? Her cheerful temper and kindness to everyone could easily hide her true feelings. That was probably the reason why he noticed nothing earlier, although he and Adila were very close. He supposed that she herself didn't know what she feels. Were she aware of it, she'd certainly tell him. If she truly was in love, there was no helping it. Everything she did, she accepted deeply with her heart, and to prevent her from exploring her own feelings towards Jelil was to ruin her life so that even she wouldn't be aware of what's missing in it. The professor knew that she has to go, so that she could reach her own feelings. Even if she fails to find Jelil alive, understanding herself would enable her to get over him and continue living a normal life. She was physically ready for long traveling. She often wandered through the wild terrains with him during his studies. He knew she can take that trip. He only hoped that Ilderins will not pay attention to such an unimportant traveler. Still, he would love her to have company.
      - Then I will accompany you.
      He was wonderful! Such a vague plan, but he was still ready to understand how much she cared and to support her. She wouldn't take it against him even if he forbade her to leave the house at all, after a crazy idea like that. But, he had to stay to support the complaint that is to be sent to the Grand Council. Perhaps that will bring more results then her leaving.
      - You have no idea how much I would love you to accompany me. But, you are the only one I can rely on to do everything for the complaint, we'll send to the Grand Council tomorrow, to be taken into consideration and some measures taken. No matter the time it takes, perhaps you could animate our people to help those who are in trouble on other continents and not just passively watch living our own lives. Does it not contradict with our very life philosophy? If we respect the others, why do we abandon them when they need help?
      The professor sighed.
      - Let those Burhan friends of yours choose someone to accompany you. Young girl like you shouldn't just wander around all alone. Who knows what kind of maniacs live out there?
Her eyes filled with tears and she hugged her father tightly.
      - I'll miss you.
      - I'll miss you, too. A lot. When do you plan to leave?
      - First thing tomorrow morning.
      - Then let us prepare everything you need right now.

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Tuesday, September 26, 2006

Chapter II
/Section 1/ (Part 2)

      - We'll send a delegation to the capital first thing tomorrow to file a complaint to the Grand Council. Everyone was more than willing to help. I will contact some of my friends from the city, too.
      Professor Ulfet was an acknowledged biologist, the best in his branch and highly respected. His word had a meaning even when he spoke of something other then biology. He hurried home to complete what he intended to do, but not before giving an encouraging smile to Adila. But she didn't feel very encouraged. How long will it take before the Grand Council takes their complaint into consideration? How long will it be considered? Efen if it's accepted, what measures will be taken, except that the border control will, perhaps, be increased? What will happen to Jelil in the meantime? She wandered around in a low spirit. She didn't even watch where she was going. She couldn't get lost. She knew these areas too well. She went quite far from a little town. The sun was already touching the peaks of the western mountains when she noticed two Burhans coming slowly down the path. Burhans often visited Zibia. They always traveled in pairs. The only thing she knew about them was that a mentor and a pupil traveled together for a pupil to learn of new places and cultures, so that he could broaden his views. After their continent fell in the hands of Ilderins, Burhans that found themselves on other continents lowered their activities not to turn the attention of the occupying army to themselves. They supposedly connected with other free Burhans and are working secretly against their conquerors. Suddenly, Adila got an idea that seemed so crazy, that it might even work. She approached Burhans. Her heart was beating like crazy, but she had no intention to back out. She addressed the older one, supposing he was a mentor.
      - Excuse me; can I have a short word with you?
      Such a stupid sentence. They'll think I'm nuts.
      Two men glanced at each other while Adila fret expecting to see their reaction to her address. It was known that Burhans are closed and that they never enter in a conversation with strangers. To Adila's surprise, mentor spoke to her very politely.
      - It seems that you have a problem, miss. Can we be of assistance in some way?
      Now comes the hardest part. How can she explain her wish to them in a way that will not awake mistrust? She inhaled slowly.
      - I have to find a way to go to Ilderin.
      Burhans looked at each other in amazement. Adila hurried to explain.
      - You are known as travelers. You must know of some way to get there. I simply must go to Ilderin!
      She was becoming desperate.
      This will never work. Why would they help me? But, if they don't help me, I'll have no one else to turn to! Jelil will probably be killed before Zibia tries to help him! If that happens at all! I don't know what to do anymore! I don't know what to do!!!
      Mentor looked at her seriously, and then smiled a little.
      - What could a young Zibian girl like you search for on Ilderin?
      - A friend. A good friend that was taken by Ilderins today.
      Her look begged. Mentor looked at her suspiciously.
      - A friend? Are you sure that friend means nothing more to you?
      Adila was caught by this question. She was not sure what to answer. Jelil was her friend. A very good friend she liked very much. Was he anything more? Mentor observed her carefully for a few moments, and suddenly said:
      - If you still want to go to Ilderin tomorrow, come to this place. My pupil will wait for you and lead you to some people that can be of help to you.
      Burhans bowed shortly to greet her and continued going their way. Adila wanted to thank them, but she remained speechless. She was too much surprised that they agreed to help her. She hurried home with a quick pace. She wondered how her father will react when she tells him about her intention. She didn't intend to hide anything from him. There were never secrets among them.
      And there never will be, she firmly decided.

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Monday, September 25, 2006

Chapter II - New Experiences
I was kind of busy yesterday, so I just posted the last part of the first chapter.
I will be glad to make a fan art of Jelil. I'll be sure to make a very nice one for you.
I posted a new InuYasha related fan art today. I hope you all like it.

The time has come to learn what happened on Zibia after Jelil was taken away. Here comes the second chapter of my story:

Chapter II - New Experiences
/Section 1/ (Part 1)

      Adila saw Ilderins’ soldiers preparing to leave. That could mean only one thing. They have found him. As soon as she got the chance, she ran out. Ilderins’ aircrafts raised and flew south in group.
      - Adila! They didn’t kill him. They captured him and took him away. I saw it well. He’s still alive!
      Beyha had a house that was oriented towards the field where the Spring Festival was to be held. She was an old maid who lived alone in a small family house and who visited her sisters every day, took care of their children when needed, and carried over the latest news about happenings in Afan, a city that laid a little bit to the north, and where she used to go to visit her best friend, for the one moved there after she got married. She was a kind-hearted and caring person and people of Morning Village loved her.
      Adila still looked silently in the direction where the Ilderins' aircraft disappeared. She remembered Jelil's condition when she found him, some nine month ago. She couldn't help being worried. She forgot all about Spring festival, her birthday. The only thing left were the brutal soldiers that took Jelil away in unknown direction and with unknown attentions. Professor Ulfet led her slowly into the house.
      - Don't worry, Adila, I won't let it end this way. We cannot allow our guests to be taken in this manner against our will. This is Zibia, and Ilderins have no right to do as they like here. You just stay home calmly, and I will go and talk to the mayor. I will pull some of my own strings if needs be. Zibia won't sit silently and watch such act of an aggression on our land.
      Adila looked at her father gently. He was fond of Jelil. He mentioned several times how much he liked is brightness and modesty. He liked to go exploring with him. She knew that he, too, was hurt by the way the forcefully took Jelil away. She waited calmly at home for him to bring her news of his intervention. The house was silent. That wasn't unusual, but today it caused a feeling of loneliness in her. She felt tears coming, but she refused to cry.
      Tears will solve nothing. It is best that I wait and see what will be solved at mayor's.
      She had a feeling she never waited so long. She opened the window. A pleasant spring air filled the room, but it could not raise her spirit. She couldn't take it any longer; she went out of the house intending to visit the mayor herself and learn what was decided, but then she saw her father coming back down the street, in a higher spirit. She hurried to meet him full of expectation.

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