
The Sky Father, Zios, wore a mysterious silver necklace. It gleamed like the Great River of Jamaa from whose banks its silver was mined. He wore it always, for it was a gift from his beloved wife, Mira. There was a heavy charm in the shape of an oval with something like feet, and it had a single glowing peridot eye which was dazzling in the light. It had a somewhat haunting appearance, and a deathly resemblance of what was only then hidden in the fogs of future. One day, Zios took off his mask of gold told Mira to keep it hidden away in his temple, for he was leaving. Mira was worried for Zios, and begged him not to go. But Zios insisted. “I will come back someday,” Zios promised her firmly. Reluctantly Mira watched him go, waving her sapphire wing in goodbye. Mira missed him immediately, before his figure even left her sight. For this reason, instead of hiding it, Mira hung his mask outside the temples where she could see it every day. Zios had never revealed to Mira where he had gone, and so as the days and then weeks went by, Mira became increasingly anxious. Finally a year went by, and Mira decided Zios must be dead. She wept all night, and her tears pattered like rain on the dirt. Suddenly, Mira noticed an ominous black fog begin to swirl around the wet puddles of her tears. The fog took on the form of the Phantoms, born of anger and sadness. They invaded the new and beautiful land of Jamaa in front of Mira’s helpless eyes. She watched in terror as they zapped down Zios’ mask which had been proudly hanging in the Temple of Zios. Mira rushed to its fading golden gleam, and discovered Zios’ silver necklace lying forgotten underneath in the churned up mud. She picked it up, and its single peridot eye sparkled in the disappearing light. Mira let out a cry of despair, for she knew that when the mask of Zios had fallen, Zios too had perished. She knew she should have listened to her husband and hidden his mask away in the safety of the temples, listen to him and believe his word that he would come back. So Mira sadly watched, her heart heavy with regret, as the Phantoms of her tears began to destroy Jamaa. She couldn’t lose Jamaa, too. So then on her own, Mira took on responsibility and summoned the Alphas from an uncharted land outside the reaches of Jamaa. They defeated the Phantoms and restored peace to Jamaa once more. Some Phantoms still haunted the darkest shadows, but they dared not attack. Mira hung Zios’ necklace, her gift to him, in Jam Mart Clothing under a carving of his fallen mask of gold. It was then that she noticed the striking resemblance.
Whenever Mira’s lonely spirit visits Jamaa Township’s little clothing shop in secret, she sees Zios’ necklace. It seems as if it is the dark and evil Phantoms’ way of mocking her and her lost husband, but Mira has not yet given up hope.
After all, Zios gave her a promise that he would return…
THE END another story about it
Even before the phantoms were created, there was one form of them. Zios's necklave. He always wore a beaded necklace around his neck, with a phantom in the center. This necklace contained a tiny spirit of it's own. Zios was never seen without it.
When Mira lost her beloved companion, one detail was not told. When she cried her tears, she was holding Zios's necklace, the only thing she had left of him. Her tears did mix with the elements of Jamaa, but they also ran down the side of Zios's phantom neckalace. The tiny spirit inside broke out, and that mixed with the elements of Jamaa and her tears. Only a little bit of the spirit was left inside. Mira took the necklace and laid around the Zios's broken statue's neck. This necklace protected Zios's leftover spirt. And even though the necklace has worn away from the statue's neck, the spirit of the necklace still clings onto Zios. And so look around Jamaa for hints of Zios's spirit. It is thanks to this necklace that we can even see these little signs. I have one suggestion, for the legend behind it:
Once, before Jamaa was corrupted with AJHQ, when Shamans (back when they were called that) ruled beside the mourning Sky Mother, there was a very, very special ceremony. Peck had, unexpectedly, decided to take on an apprentice. The other Shamans were of course uneasy about her decision-- a Shaman had never taken an apprentice before. Peck chose a young rabbit by the name of Leaping. The rabbit was almost as energetic as Peck herself. One day, when Peck was trying out a new exercise with Leaping, Peck stopped Leaping, her brow forrowing. "I... sense something." Peck breathed. "Phantoms... weird items... shiny... unlike the wooden ones we have.." Peck shook her head, her ears pulled back against her skull. "I must tell Mira!" She exclaimed. Leaping looked at her, his eyes bright. "I can look after the paintings!" He suggested. Peck nodded and leapt to the Castle. Leaping sighed and grabbed an old Zios painting Peck had made. He copied it onto his own slab of stone and made a necklace of phantoms around it. The first Jamaasian prank, if you will. That is how I think that image of Zios came to be.Zios, when alive always wore that necklace. The phantoms did not exist yet, but he knew they would come upon his death. And he knew his death was soon.
When Zios's death came, he did not try to stop it, and relished it just a bit. "My love and creation Mira must learn of true pain...I just hope this beautiful land isn't scarred by her evil tears..." he thought as he lay near his temple, dying.
One day the necklace simply appeared on that wall. No one knows who...or what put it there.
A nice gift from a Jammasian who come upon it?
Or a warning from the phantoms...?
Soon, the peace and purity of Jamma will be shattered.
And if Mira doesn't call upon the strongest warriors, us the Jammers....
we will lay in ruins.
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