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Not too far out from Breaker Beach a nice hiking trail seemed like the perfect activity to occupy boredom. The greenery, although overgrown, was still a beautiful sight to pair with the droning calls of the cicada. Snapping a few pictures, you see in the distance of tall grasses a pair of horns poking up from the blades. Tempting fate, you take a picture- but the flash stirs it up. Rising to his feet, white silky hair swaying in the wind Static tilts his head at you. Embarrassed you mistook him for something wild, you face-palm. "Gah, sorry Static! Didn't realize that was you...thought you were an animal..." The alarmingly tall Guardian smiles back. "Well, you could say that I am. A goat more specifically."

He makes his way through the grasses to reach you and simply extends his hand out. "May I see?" He gestures towards your camera. "Oh! Sure, yeah only got your horns there- heh..." Your face flushes a little red as he starts panning through the entirety of the album, unphased by the one of himself. "These are all quite beautiful, you really capture nature's vibrancy."

Out of concern, you forget to accept the compliment. "Aren't you supposed to be at the festival? The entire celebration is in honor of you guardians after all." Static leans forward to view your watch, his face frowning a little. "Indeed, I was here longer than anticipated. Thank you for your kindness....could you do something else for me?" He asked raising his head to face you but his hair made it impossible to make respectful eye contact. "S-sure?" you stutter.

"Being a guardian can be an arduous task, though not one I don't take pride in." He hands the camera back to you before continuing. "Being able to get out and enjoy the simpler things is a luxury I can rarely afford. It would be an infinitely kind gesture if you, and maybe some others you know that enjoy nature-- could take pictures for me." The sincerity in his request was unmistakable, and for a moment you remembered to appreciate the safety that Voltra brings- comes from this very being. "I'll do my best, Static." You confidently assure him, and he smiles sweetly. "I look forward to it...Show me something refreshing that captivates me and I'll happily bestow a fitting prize." He places a reaffirming hand gently on your shoulder, before making his way back to the festival grounds.

(art credit - Kent)

Final Lore

Stalls closed up, and the hustle and bustle of the festival fell quiet as now everyone gathered along the shore to watch the finale. The waves seemingly moody as they crashed in at moderate volume and foamed thickly at the feet of Static, Frizz and Spark; their faces pensive as almost the entirety of Voltra stared at them with admiration in waiting. Flames on posts flickered dim under the threat of the harsh sea breeze, as it howled past every ear. The sky became a bleak shade of grey and it was then the guardians nodded to one another.

Spark mightily grinned, raising a fist to the sky before shouting out over the noisy wind:“Are you Volties READY for an awesome show?!” Most of the crowd couldn’t hear him over the gusts, but those that did cheered-- Frizz swiftly bonked him upside the head feistily. “Spark-you dork! This is supposed to be kinda sorta serious in tone!” She puffed her cheeks and released them in a huff, before Static placed a tender hand upon her shoulder. “I think…” Static started to say, but his tone was so soft that Frizz and Spark had to heavily lean in. Static crept a smile in response to his own awkwardness before continuing. “I think it’s okay to be ourselves. That’s how they know us best…” Having said that gave Static the solace that he’d not have to force any insincere words for the sake of a performance. Frizz considered what he said and sighed. “Gah, you’re right! Sorry Sparky, do your thing big bro- but go BIG or go home!” She jabbed Spark's arm as he adjusted his (presently unnecessary) sunglasses. “I hope you know that I love you two very, very much.” Spark said sincerely, reaching his hand out on either side of him-- Static and Frizz reciprocating.


The three held hands and closed their eyes as a warm white aura permeated from the ground beneath them, their hair dancing against the rhythm of the wind. They looked skyward as their human forms dissipated and revealed their true forms as guardians: The spirits of the pig, goat and phoenix. Frizz Bolted down the other side of the shore as she collected a small electrical charge underneath her feet- she swirled vibrantly, drawing a magic circle in the sand that lit up a brilliant gold and sent a charge of energy forth back to the opposite end of the shore. There to catch the fast running bolt, Static captured and controlled the immense power between his horns. His head rattled from the intensity, but was able to harness the erratic power and turn it into a grandiose orb of light that lit up otherwise grey and soon-to-be storm-ridden beach with a humming warmth. Static raised his front legs up and whipped the orb out into the ocean. In the distance thunder clamored and rain had began to drop, leaving a chill on the spines of everyone in attendance.

It was then the illustrious phoenix Spark swooped in to retrieve the charged orb, flying in fast circles creating a rift in the sea that arose up and over both his head. A ginormous cyclone grew from the wind of Sparks flight and onlookers began to recoil in fear-unsure if this presentation was truly under control. But just as it seemed the terrifying force was going to progress forward, splits of electricity illuminated the hovering entity and eventually it shattered; dispersing back into the sea. With the explosion came a blinding white light, and everyone rushed to cover their eyes.

After several moments of silence, they lowered their arms and bore witness to a clear night sky--the waves now benign and the wind a gentle caress. The guardians gracefully floated back to everyone and with smiles gave a bow, hands reunited in each others once again. The crowd broke out in a flurry of approval-cheering and shouting over one another to deliver their admiration to the guardians. Children leapt up to show off their own animal attire, pretending to be just like the guardians that watch over Voltra and all the other realms. Spark, Frizz and Static beamed bright smiles surrounded by the admiration and gratitude of Voltra.

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Day 1: Static breathes in but gives a faint smile. He sings his line softly but still manages to enunciate so that you can hear him.
On the first night of Solstice, Panthalassa gave to thee:
Land Separating ocean and sea!
Feeling gratitude that you listened, Static gives a polite bow before retreating his lips back into his scarf.

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(Land Separating Ocean and Sea)
NAME: Sheila Camomile DATE: 12/19/2018
WHAT DID YOU LEARN IN SCHOOL TODAY:
Today in school I learned about the legend of
Panthalassa. It goes like this: Before our planet got
a ghost to go into its belly, the planet was entirely water!
There wasn’t any land for people to walk and stuff.
When Panthalassa got cozy it made land so
that different types of animals LIKE KITTENS AND
PUPPIES could live here and not just fishies.
Even today our planet is mostly water. But that’s ok
cuz that means we have plenty of seafood to eat so
That we don’t have to eat the kittens and puppies.
These lands over a bunch a years became the realms!
Like our home here on the Sound Realm. I like it
here very much. The kittens and puppies like it too.
Can I stop writing now?
Good work Sheila! Make sure not to include after thoughts such as
“Can I stop writing now?” in future assignments, okay? ☺ Enjoy your vacation!
B+

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