The Battle for Balance
Heart pounding she ran to the middle of a circle of tall stones. Reaching down she withdrew her wand from its sheath checking to make sure her protection bag was secured to her girdle; with a flick of her wand, a circle of bright flames spread around the stones. Whirling around with wand at the ready, she peered into the darkness to where she thought her pursuer was. All was silent in the woods. She had prepared for this moment all her life.
Suddenly a Dark haired woman came running straight for her and abruptly stopped at the flames. Her eyes narrow and she said to her opponent, “Why the circle of protection? Are you afraid of me?”
Tilting her chin up defiantly tossing her pale waist length hair, she replied, “Nay, I’ll let you in and then close it again. The circle is to keep out others while we do what we must.” As she said this, two Dragons appeared overhead circling on the wind currents. The moon came out from behind the clouds.
The Dark One said, “Are you implying I cheat cousin?”
“I’m not implying it, I’m saying it.” The Light One snorted as she opened a space in the fire with her wand allowing the Dark One into the circle. As soon as she was in, the flames closed behind her. She turned around to watch it and shook her head. “Such distrust.” She mumbled.
Facing each other they marveled. It was like looking into a mirror. The only exception was the hair and eye color. One blond and blue eyed the other black hair and black eyes. The Light and the Dark. Without warning, each had a flash of pain in their head that was as if lightning had struck them. The Dark One fell to the ground screaming, the Light One dropped to one knee, free hand to her head the other still holding her wand. She moaned, but no screams passed from her lips.
Above one dragon dipped and screeched seeming as if he would crash to earth. The Dark One clutching her wand began to get up. The dragon seemed to catch himself just in time and caught a wind current. She finally was on her feet weaving slightly. The Light One was already to her feet and steady. “Why fight it?” She said. “You know how it is supposed to be. I am the One. It was ordained at the beginning.”
“Because I want it. Just because they say it’s so doesn’t mean it has to be that way.” Replied the Dark One.
“But if you fight it, you will die. Isn’t it better to live? In peace, in love?” Asked the Light One softly.
“Without power? No! Why should you rule just because it was ordained? Why should I not rule instead?” The Dark One said angrily.
“It will destroy you. You know that. Why do this to yourself? I don’t understand why you would want do that.” The Light One looked at her incredulously.
“Better to live a short life with power, than a long one in obscurity. With power, the people will love me and look up to me. They will say how beautiful I am, how noble and gracious! They will shower me with accolades and glory. I will show them how giving I am. They will be impressed with my knowledge and how I care for them!” She cried. “Don’t you see? Why is it always all about you?”
“I don’t want all those things, and it was never all about me. It is for the greater good. I see I can’t make you understand. So be it. Let it be known that I loved you. I never wanted it to be like this. I had hoped to change your mind even though I was told this was how it was to be.” With that the Light One took a step closer and raised her wand.
The Dark One straightened up raising hers. Again the flashing light came into their heads but this time they were prepared for it. It spread throughout their bodies and as it spread it grew. It became bolder, brighter, and stronger, almost as if it were a living and breathing thing itself. As it connected between them it grew and filled the area. In the sky the light seemed to emanate above and grow from the two dragons as well; filling the sky until night seemed to become day and the moon was eclipsed by their bright light.
It grew both above and below until it reached its zenith then shattering into a million shards of light. The two fell to the ground and the dragons above crashed to earth shaking the trees as they hit. Then the shards of light dissipated into a mist that drifted down into the body of the Light One where she lay. The Dark One lay not far away, eyes wide open in disbelief, she was dead. There was a slight rustling noise just before her body turned to ash, as did the one dragon. A slight breeze came along and lifted the ashes of the two up on its currents and carried them away.
The ring of flames around the stones disappeared. The moon shone down on the Light One and the Dragon next to her. Neither seemed to be moving or alive for that matter. A slight flinching of muscle under the dragon’s skin soon disproved that. He wasn’t dead … yet. Weakly, he turned his head to look at the Light One. She lay a mere six inches from his wing. Slowly, using every ounce of strength he had, he inched his wing over to her. He had to stop and rest every two inches. Finally, reaching deep within, he pushed through the last two inches and his wing rested on her arm. He dropped his head drained.
It didn’t matter. The connection had been made. Their bodies began to glow. Not with the intense light of before, but a newer glowing light that was silver. The Dragon’s body began to writhe and then to seem to shed its form, shrinking in size all the while morphing into another shape entirely. His feet turning into legs, wings into arms, torso into a body, the head into that of a man’s. When the transformation had completed, his hand slipped from her arm and the glowing abruptly stopped.
Now in the Dragon’s place lay a man next to the Light One. They were both breathing shallowly … barely.