So, Princess, everyone’s all tucked in, and here we are. Night sky... Heavenly Spheres to light the way. None of Ogre’s spies to hear us. No slang speech. No pretending...
What say you?
- Berin
*Deep breath in, loooong exhale...*
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh.....
The Worlds is Sanctuary... Look how they fill the firmament! So out of reach for so many. And we with choice, of all the worlds our stories could unfold in, here we are on Faelan’s terra. Why here, do you think?
No, don’t answer.
I know why...
*sigh*
I love the slang. Do not belittle it. It expresses what our own words often do not have emotion for. After all these years it’s hardly pretending anymore. It is just life as it is now.
And though the freedom to speak plainly as we would of old is beyond priceless, however strange it now feels on the toungue, I do so with trepidation. The Ogre’s spiders spin and weave everywhere. Nor are they his only tool.. So, brevity must rule...
You have served faithfully lo these many long, long years, as have I. But now, as our goals come nearer to fruition I find myself unsure. Not for long. It is a passing thing. A small uneasiness that plagues me. I was not wrong in telling the Old Man not all ends are known. The possiblitites are too varied to be sure of an outcome. But yes, I have more hope now than at any time in the past. That bunch in Ulaidh though, they are most stubborn, as only those thinking they are entitled can be. The others want change. I know this by Arei’s journies. But will they accept what we bring?
- Arrow
Humph.
We lived through this before.
Your claim was strong and they rejected you, but they were none of them ready then.
You could make the claim again.......
He is such a runt. No knowledge, no experience, no power...
- B
Ha!
No. We were lucky to have come out alive, for me to hide and be forgotten, to live to fight again. We live long, but my time for joining the four Kingdoms has come and gone. Accalon’s claim is stronger, and the time is nearly right. He has all that he needs inside.
I just pray, Lord of Sanctuary, that we get him to safety so he can finish the change. If we can’t do that then it will be dark days for a very long time as we wait for another. That would be beyond my life span and what I started I would see to completion.
- A
As would I.
- B
Good. Onward then. Death or Victory.
- A
Death or Victory, Princess. You have my life. This you know.
- B
Ah, Aladan, you are a better man than most in this world. For your sake, I wish I could be different.
- A
Ha! No Princess, then I would not love you so.
Do not fear. :) I know I am not the one...
And do not fret over it. I am a man of solid grounding. My loves are mine to keep or let go as I see fit.
- B
In a small corner of Sanctuary are worlds and times that exist, out of sync or in, all being tiny glimpses of a greater tapestry. One such place, the land of the Fae, has a castle, of sorts, that is totally surrounded by a brambled wood. So we begin, in the Worlds of Sanctuary, with the Faelan Stories. And what better, when being introduced to the weird and wonderful, than starting with something slightly familiar. Here we have the sometimes Sleeping Beauty. Ps: It's a story so oldest posts 1st.
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