An Electric Sensation; A Song of Storms

With its clearance and admittance into the heavily guarded vicinity of the Sacred Isle, the Thunderbird would peer down at all of the creatures that inhabited this island peacefully and harmoniously, each of them as friendly with each other as family and friends would be. Even carnivorous beasts were kind and sweet to the tiniest creatures, some being seen napping under the shade of the trees. The animals walked the roadside and interacted with each other with understanding and intelligence, and not as wild, untamed creatures thirsty for destruction. After seeing these creatures and feeling their peaceful nature, the Thunderbird knew that it was right at home here. A land where it could simply roam around wide and free with no malignant force trying to spoil its fun or get in its way. All was harmonious here on the Sacred Isle, which seems to be why it was so heavily and religiously guarded by the River God.

However, the land that spoke to the Thunderbird's free spirit the most was none other than the very heart of the Sacred Isle, the Sacred Temple, where it could feel the spiritual energy of the land gathering in the most intensity.


It would immediately descend there, as if being called by a force unknown, and perch itself above one of the Temple Gates that were erected on the North, South, East and West, having chosen the North as its perch. It would sit there patiently, as if waiting for whatever it felt drawing it here to emerge, keeping its sharp eyes out for what it could be.

The Thunderbird remained perched upon the North Gate, gazing down with sharp eyes toward the man who had suddenly made his appearance. The energy from both he and the White Book were reacting to the power of the Thunderbird, which brought about an electrical sensation that jolted through it and caused its body to glow slightly, gradually turning from yellow to white, as if it were about to undergo some sort of transformation.

It would hop from the North Gate and flutter its wings gently to lower itself before Tsao-Rin, staring at him and soon becoming consumed with the light of the White Book. The glow created powerful sparks of electricity all around, which surged about and charged the air. It felt the connection to both Tsao-Rin and the Book, as well as to the Spirits of this land of spiritual connection. It could feel its own imprisoned True spirit attempting to be free, but not being able to just yet. It stared at Tsao-Rin as though asking for it to be liberated from this form that was not its own, but that it had been trapped in, unable to become what it was truly meant to be. It stretched out its wings, calling out to him with its electrical spirit, as well as the spirit of what it was meant to become to come forth.

(Pass)

A gentle, but very powerful wave of distortion spread across the entire land, causing the Mezzo Villa to be hit. This caused a wave of energy to carry with it all sorts of lost time, cluttered space, unsettled feelings and clouded thoughts by brushing through the streets of the city, itself and cleansing everyone's minds and spirits. The entire Mezzo Villa should have suddenly come to a complete calm once the wave came and went. Finally, the Great Storm that swept across the land upon Tsao-Rin and the Shinsanity of Lightning's arrival would have quieted down. The residual effects lasted a long time, but with this wave, would be cleansed and resynced with normal time.