Few Weeks Ago
A Chocobo drag along a open cart along the dirt path through the forest as a middle age man drive it, on the back lays Silia. As the clearing come up she sit up and and smile faintly while the treelines open up to the view of the home village. When the Chocobo slow down and get through the village a few people stop on the street and look at Silia surprised. Few give a friendly wave while few other start to whisper among themself.
When the cart stop near the mansion Silia says her thanks to the driver and climb down only to sudden hear a familar voice behind her “Siiiilia !!”
And before she can react she find herself almost choking in a tight hug by a young adult woman with dark long hair while the hat she wear fall off on the ground, Silia give her a pat on the side unable to move and squiek out weakly “Hi Sis…”
She then let go by her sister before getting bombarded by questions as Silia kneel down and pick up the hat. Meanwhile the Chocobo driver give a small chuckle before driving the cart away.
“Dont tell me you got tossed out of the academy”-“why are you here- i am happy to see you but why you are here?”
Silia give a small awkward and embarrassed scratch on her own cheek before smiling a little.
“Sis, relax i am not tossed out but i need to look into our family history…”
Aother voice speak as a woman appear on the stairs in the doorway to the mansion, dark hair to the shoulders and wearing a simple but elegant dress.
“Our history you say…it …it …started, the price from favor of ice, has it not my daughter?”
There is a sudden stillness in the air as the mood seem to drop at those words, Silia glances down on the ground and give a small nod. The sister give a small concerned frown while the mother sighs and motion them inside.The sister take Silia bagage and the door closes behind them. Their mother lead them inside the living room where a fireplace gentle is going.
“i am going to put your baggage in our room, Silia”.
Silia nod her thanks before her mother sighs again and turn to her daughter then step close, remove the hat and brush a hand over the white hair and examine the hair ribbon before hugging her with a sad expression.
"I wanted you to have a normal life and i tried to research ways to suppress the mark and it worked well until now though…you cant escape your burden my child, your power grows and so to does the calling. "
Silia return the hug as the sister return to hear their mother words before the two sit down on chairs as their mother open a secret compartment in the wall and take out thin notebook, clutching it against her chest in regret before placing it on the table.
"You old enough to pick you own path Silia but as a mother i feel i am failing you, so much been lost to our family from the Archive burning down that we cant tell you much or guide you as we should and …i cant suppress the mark much longer for you. "
Silia listens with a mixed feeling about it all before eyeing the thin notebook on the table before the mother give a weak smile and sit down infront of her daughters.
“Silia let me ask this first, had you sung or heard a singing?..”
She blink and nod a tiny bit while replying: “Uh yes, i dont know where it from but i first started to sing it out of the blue when something strange happen in the academy a-and…”
Silia start to fidget with the hem of the dress before her mother give a small grin “Go on, i am already worried so you dont need to afraid of making me worried…”
Silia then nod and continue telling the tale: “Another student named Zilvai got the idea to sing this song fully on a stage while others tried to play intrument to it and uh…something strange happen when i did. The room got colder and other students mention a glittering blue skinned woman behind me for a second…”
At those words the sister give a surprised look at Silia as if not fully sure what to mean about it but the mother reaction is different, a frown with the look of regret before nodding at the story.
Both Silia and her sister look at each other then back at their mother as she open the notebook and show a old page of a drawing. The drawing of a large blue skin woman with long hair and music symbol as if singing. A white hair person on the far end of the page almost look to stagger toward the singing.
“We do no longer know the truth as you aware but this is what been reffered to as the calling, a being like you describe is woven with your burden and fate as a marked child of our family, woven together by song. It said a marked child appear when great need …or sacrifices are required. The child will reap all the favor of ice from our family, blessed beyond any of our family …however …”
Silia end mumbling the rest of her mother words already knowing them growing up “The favor of ice element is a fickle thing, it come with a price…”
The mother nod sadden and turn the page to show a new even older looking drawing. This time it show the blue skinned woman hovering above the white hair person who is incaged in ice, frozen in a solid block.
“This is remains of a tale from when a marked child lost control and the being cause great problem…this is why i tried to research ways to suppress the mark my daughter and again i truely wanted you to live a normal life…”
Silia’s sister hug Silia almost protective and ask a question: “Is there nothing to do about it, why do our family have to …deal with these things. it not fair …”
Silia gentle lean into the hug as her mind trying to process the infomation while their mother close the notebook with a small smile.
“We do no longer know, all we have left is ideas or possibility. Beside the main family story you both know. There is one idea our forefathers was tossing about, that our earliest family line was not just human as today but lived among being like these. Whatever the case is we do know that marked child appear extremely rarely and for a reason even we do no longer remember that reason among ourself but enough of that my daughters. It time for me to cook dinner and i make it special since Silia is back, your father should be back soon as well”
Later in the evening Silia laying in her bed, with a tiny smile from her time with the family before a cold appear in the room and blizzard storm turn on in a split second outside the window. A singing start to echoing but unlike the normal song it sound to be mulitable voices together and different. She get dressed and exit the house having a urge to get outside, as the door is flung open by the wind she witness two row of girls with white hair singing , leading to main fence gate. Silia step between them and look each side.
Different girls but all bearing the marks of white hair and all having blue eyes, they dont react to Silia presence as she make way to the main gate and sudden a female voice pierce through the song “Child, time is drawing near-find me …find me…as your Forebear before”
Silia sudden wake up in the bed with a gasp and storm upright and look around in the dark and quiet room. Seeing her sister sleeping paecefully in another bed calm her down then lay back down with exhale…