*Kriska smiles as she finishes brading her hair up for the night.*
"There are alot of different lenghts, it just depends on when you ask the question. As for the phrophercy...."
*Her voice changes slightly.*
"Lord of Water, Lord of Deep,
Without form his soul dose weap.
A struggle with his kith and kin,
A struggle with his firey twin.
Watching all for the sign,
Waiting for the starting time.
Rebirth through one his only hope.
Through innocence maintained this one will cope."
"It has taken me a long time to get that one from my mothers memory into mine. She was speaking to someone outside my room when I was still a baby, she told that riddle. I was too young to remember it so it is a true memory from my mother about me. I think that the starting time has come. I am just afaid of the rebirth bit, I just do not know if it will be the end of me. All others that bore Neptune before me died, some at different ages to each other. All water elves, all from my village. I have alot of gifts, some of them are... well .... hard to cope with. You did not know me when I first came to Sanga, I could not even tell you where I had come from or where it is. All I knew was that I had a feeling that something was following me and that every now and then it would scrare the living daylights out of me. Now... Well you have seen, harmony."
*Kriska Neptune Molignue, bonded and Dead*
*Zemilia Sraosha Coshwood Ancalimon, Princes Regent of the Earth Elves.*