SHADOWERS: 'OF THE TWELVE REALMS'

Chapter Twenty two

I SAT DOWN on my floor, completely consumed by confusion, I seemed to be out of this topic, the only thing I was doing now was listening to it, it seemed to be talking to itself again. And I was just processing of how odd of all that gibberish being true. I mean theoretically speaking.

''Everyfing's still in tact he's still a part of the livin', he still has 'em and it's crystal thar the 'Ball of choose' has began it's New selection.'' It drawled.

''Ball of choose? What is that?'' Out of all that rumble I heard something that I had actually heard before, in that note Grandpa Naijo had written he talked about something like that.

''It is the Great ball in charge of doin' all the selectin'. Each Realm has a Regem, which is meant to be won of the strongest powerful forces in the whole land, it's used as a protective force, after Elexxia had been taken over by Heive- Oh numlets!- heif!- heith! A bit of a tongue~ twister, eh?'' I just stared at it contemplatimg that it supposed that was the only word it mispronounced.

I noted that most of the words that began with 'th' it'd say them correctly but it was alot hard for it to say words that ended with 'th'.

''Forgive me Lad, my tongue's alittle itchy.'' It scratched its ear, sheepishly.

Yep. That was it. I just stared at it, blankly, like I had last my last brain or perhaps all reasoning sanity. ''When they firstly went up against 'em heithens, all Regems were used by their realm leaders, the Son of Darwix; Hepliftemtonne, goddess of Arviyeh; Betheènnèt, the protector of Liveria; Oulanne, the protector of Ounex; L'halia, the Sun of Laupinnah; Fennielinah, the Empiress of Avon; Jewelry, protector of Accelerie; Judden, the Price of Knowin Nortex;Sydeenius, yes, let's not forget the most self righteous creatures who preconceived the greatest possessor was from their realm the judge of Syphus and Our very own The king of Ilandia; Lordys, we lost more than just a hypocrite thar battle, just to make fings crystal, lost a hypocrite I mean the deaf of judge peve- peff!''

''Peth, I understand.'' I said, quite irritated.

And it nodded, it's features twisted suddenly into sorrow, it's abrupt gloomy gaze hung low. ''Ilandia lost its Great king. May he's soul be United weve all of The wondrous brovers and sisters in the kingdom of Harthway.'' It bowed its little head respectfully in honor of its king.

That was so awkward, that actually stifled a flinch. ''I could go and give you a moment.'' I said with stolidity, with my eyes dead cold, sometimes I wonder if I should have said that or should I have not, I had no reason to show prudence to the enigma intruder in my room, but I felt a bare tag of sympathy for it to which I knew I shouldn't, it was not to be trusted.

''No, no, no am fine, I just get alot sentimental when I remember him, he was a great king. . . My favorite well, probably because he was the only won I ever knew, anyway back to whar I was sayin', after thar battle most of the leaders wevedrew from the battle, Syphus stun everywon, their coward ass didn't want any more part of the war, as if we were fightin' for ourselves, we were fighin' to keep the balance of all twelve realms in which the Lord of Heith, had completely lost focus of thar and began, the ancient rebellion all over again. Well, we were All doomed, when we shone from each ofer and took our own roads-"

''What do you mean you were all doomed they are eleven realms, correct? Against one?'' I couldn't believe I was actually participating in this folklore. It was marvelling, thinking about it, psychotic but thrilling in an odd way.