Disclaimer: If you recognize it, it belongs to David/Leigh Eddings. Unfortunately.
Rating: G
Summary: A series of nine drabbles spanning the childhood, teenage, and early twenty years of Crown Prince Garan of Riva. People come, people go, and all leave a distinct mark on our persons. This explores some of the more important figures in Garan's life, and the lasting effects they had on him.
I'll try to update daily – really! Or at least every other day. There will most definitely be no update on Monday the 8th, but I'll try to get one out the day after!
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Part One: Zandramas* * * * *
Prince Garan had very few good memories of his first several years. Indeed, for the most part they were filled with horror, misery, darkness, and an unquenchable loneliness. But above all he remembered fear. Fear of Zandramas, the Lady who was dappled with the stars that consumed her. Stars are warm, but Zandramas was ice.
"Who am I, Lady Zan?" he had once asked. She sighed irritably.
"I am Zandramas. And you are a child."
"What is my name?"
"For now you need not know it. A name is but a formality, silly flit. You have no need of yours."
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Remember, this is in drabble form – exactly 100 words! Each drabble can be read separately, but they are all part of one collection, and are updated in chronological order.