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Deep in the forest of mist was a small clearing where the fog had been dispelled. In this clearing was a stone shrine, its archs gleaming beautifully in the bit of sunlight permitted by the forest. The light shone into one of the stained glass windows and filtered into Miana's study. She smiled warmly and returned to watching the crystal's swirling images. Her current records were following the people deemed important by the crystal. People that would play a part in the grand scheme of the world. She smiled. Miana still pondered as to what made one being more capable to change the world than the others. It was something that had forever had intrigued her and her predecessor. Her silvery hair fell into her face and she irritably brushed it behind her ear, her icy blue eyes watching the crystal intently. In her hand was a quill and she scripted down the path that the person chose, grinning. The next day would determine many fates. She'd enjoy watching and scrawling down the maps of their lives. For the night the crystal grew dark and still and she stretched.

Her eyes gazed over the books that had gathered around her desk and she collected them in her slender arms. Picking up a stack, she moved to her library, where she filed the tomes of people's lives that had come to a close. Sighing, she looked up at the almost full library. "It seems as though we may have to build another, ne Niln?" she asked lightly. The small cat spirit leapt onto her shoulder and nodded. "Yeah, that'd probably be good. Perhaps you could hire a couple of guys from the nearby town again. They could probably use the money with the recent drought," he responded lightly. She blinked in thought. "I suppose so...I could technically do it myself..but with so much going on, the threads of fate must be recorded properly. And your writing us subpar at best." The cat scowled, "Hey, its better than nothing." She shrugged and continued down the hallway to her quarters and peered out the window. "Its been years since we've seen a human or demi-human..." she sighed softly.

A man scarred from all over staggered into area Naomi was in, he falls to his knees with numerous gashes and gun shot wounds.

".....Guh.....frickin imperialists....I didn't see that........com.....ing"

He then collapsed to the ground and clutched the soil tightly as he began to black out.

Miana watched the daylight pass and the rays of light stretch to the twilight that would soon make way to night. She grinned and stroked Niln, who purred cheerily. "So tomorrow afternoon we'll look for someone to help us with the new library ne? Who wouldn't wanna be hired by a guardian?" he chuckled playfully. She smirked at him, "It isn't well known in the village that I'm a guardian. Only the elder knows and he has been warned against telling to just anyone."
"Oh yeah.."
"Indeed."
"So what kind of person we gonna hire?"
"Whoever is able and willing to take on the job."

Naomi struggled to pick him up and slowly made her way into the water. She lay him down in the shallows and set his head on her lap. She brought out bandages and began to bandage his bleeding wounds tightly, hoping to apply pressure to the wounds and possibly stop the bleeding if only a little. She sat there and stared down at his scars. How could one person possess so many on their body? She wondered before shaking the thought from her head and playing with his hair absent mindedly as she planned what she would do.

"I do not think you will die just yet, but please rest."

"Sleep.."

Naomi brushed hair from his face and watched his wounds carefully. She looked around for anyone or anything before sighing and running her hand gently along his scars, avoiding any wounds.

"Please rest now, I will not leave your side and you will not die, not on my watch. So rest, now. If you do not rest I will make you rest."

Her voice firmed, yet it was still soft.

Naomi did not know what he was trying to say, since his sentence cut off, but a soft smile spread acorss her lips as he looked so peaceful in her arms. She continued to play with his hair and closed her eyes, sighing before humming a bit.

"I need to get you back to my house..."

She whispered and gently struggled to lift him into her arms, not waking him. She carefully tredded across the forest floor to a hut, gently kicking the door open and laying him onto a bed. She sat on the bed side and held his hand in her's playing with his hair.

"Who are you...?"

She whispered to herself.

Naomi blinked and picked up the prayed beads, opening his hand and closing it, holding his hand tightly. She didn't know what to do so she bent down and put her arms around him gently in a soft hug, laying her head on his chest.

"...Shh..."

She wasn't too good at calming anybody, she always got panicy when things like this happened, but for some reason she wanted to help him.