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Chapter 7: A Village like no other

Chapter 7: A Village like no other

Ki’s footsteps slowed as the village of Tetherwind came into view, and her breath hitched in awe. Nestled in a lush valley, the village seemed to have sprung straight from a storybook. The homes were crafted from warm stone, polished wood, and sun-baked clay, their designs merging natural elegance with advanced ingenuity. Ivy and flowering vines climbed the walls, wrapping the structures in green and bursts of color. Everything about the place felt alive, thriving in perfect harmony with nature.

Tall windmills dotted the horizon, their blades spinning gracefully in the breeze. At their tips glimmered rune stones, faintly glowing with an ethereal light. The soft hum of energy vibrated faintly in the air, steady and reassuring, like the pulse of an enormous, unseen heart.

“Do you feel it?” Amphitrite asked, skipping ahead with boundless energy.

Ki nodded slowly, her eyes fixed on the glowing rune-tipped blades. “It’s... magic?”

“Yup!” Amphi chirped, spreading her arms wide to mimic the windmills’ rotation. “The spinning things catch the wind and make it into magic!”

Ki raised an eyebrow. “Just like that?”

“Well... not exactly,” Amphi admitted, wrinkling her nose. “The wind turns the big blades, and that moves the shiny stones at the top! Those stones are called rune stones— they take the wind’s power and turn it into magic. Then it goes into those crystal things at the bottom!”

Ki squinted at the base of a windmill, where faintly glowing crystals were stacked neatly. “So the crystals are... batteries,” she mused silently. It was ingenious—clean, renewable energy converted and stored, distributed across the village with those glowing patterns in the streets.

“What’s with the shiny lines?” Ki asked, pointing to the intricate patterns etched into the cobblestones. They pulsed softly, forming a glowing web of interconnected circuits.

“Those are the magic pathways!” Amphi explained. “They use a special metal—Arcanium to send magic everywhere, like to the houses and shops. Cool, right?”

Ki nodded, taking it all in. The houses weren’t just buildings; they seemed to breathe with life. The glowing circuits ran up walls and into homes, where they powered all sorts of gadgets. Through a window, Ki spotted a rotating device hanging from a ceiling—a transparent contraption with softly glowing blades that spun gently.

“Is that a..ceiling fa..?” Ki paused, unsure if she should even try to explain her thought.

“Spinny air thing!” Amphi said, hopping in place. “It moves the air and makes it all cool and breezy.”

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“Right,” Ki muttered, suppressing a chuckle.

As they walked further into the village, Ki spotted another curious device. A farmer stood outside his home, opening a wooden chest. Frost spilled from its interior as he pulled out a basket of fresh vegetables.

“What’s that one?” Ki asked, her curiosity growing by the second.

“Oh! That’s their chilly box!” Amphi grinned, mimicking the farmer’s motions. “It keeps thier food cold . They use frost runes inside. Don’t touch them though—they’re super cold!”

Ki marveled as more wonders came into view. Stoves emitted a soft, controlled glow from fire runes, their flames flickering safely beneath metal grates. Lanterns, imbued with glowstones, cast a warm, steady light that didn’t flicker or dim, even as the wind brushed past them.

Even the water system was enchanted. Aqueducts wound their way through the village, carrying water purified by shimmering runes carved into their stone surfaces. Ki watched as small fountains bubbled with crystal-clear water, spilling into troughs and basins for villagers to use freely.

“They’ve thought of everything,” Ki muttered under her breath, her voice tinged with wonder.

“They’ve gotten smarter.",Amphi said Even their farms got tools that move the dirt and sprinkle water by themselves. And those little carts—they just go without needing horses!”

Ki’s gaze followed one of the carts gliding silently down a cobblestone path. Its wheels glowed faintly, propelled by the same magic coursing through the circuits below.

The village wasn’t just advanced—it was sustainable. Everything ran on natural, renewable sources: wind, water, and the intricate magic of the rune stones. Plants were everywhere, thriving in every nook and cranny. Flowerbeds bordered the paths, trees lined the streets, and climbing vines wrapped themselves around lamp posts. Even the rooftops were adorned with green patches, blending the homes seamlessly into the surrounding valley.

“This place,” Ki thought, “it’s like they’ve perfected the balance between nature and progress. No smoke, no wires, no clutter. Just... magic and life.”

Amphi tugged on Ki’s sleeve, pulling her out of her thoughts. “You like it, don’t you?”

“I do,” Ki admitted, her voice soft.

“Good! Then let’s go find those sweet materials already!” Amphi huffed. “’we have been waiting forever!”

Ki chuckled, but her smile faded as Amphi’s enthusiasm dimmed. The dragon girl kicked at a pebble, her voice suddenly quiet. “Y’know, these people used to talk to us. A long time ago.”

Ki turned to her. “The villagers?”

Amphi nodded. “When the shrine was new, they used to visit all the time. They prayed for rain and good harvests. we helped them. we liked helping them. But then... they stopped coming. But it’s okay! They built all this amazing stuff, so they’re doing fine without us, right?”

Ki didn’t answer, unsure what to say. Instead, she reached out and gave Amphi a reassuring pat on the head.

As they crested a small hill, the village stretched out before them, glowing softly in the afternoon light. In the distance, they could see the silhouette of the village center, where more windmills spun lazily in the breeze.

Amphi’s mood brightened as she bounced ahead, her excitement returning. “C’mon, Ki! We’re almost there! Let’s get those sweets”

Ki followed, her mind still whirring with questions. The enchanting beauty of the village couldn’t mask the nagging feeling in her chest—the sense that this world, with all its magic and wonder, was hiding secrets. And somehow, she was part of them.