Welcome everyone. Another Red Star story! Basically, just my way of taking a character back to another time without using the Book of Omens. This time its Brigid's turn. Enjoy and review.
Two Nights in a Row
Again the Red Star appeared over the Valley of the Tombs. Evabon all were puzzled. Why was the Red Star appearing two nights in a row? It didn't make any sense.
But still Balor and Brigid sat on the grassy hill together. Together they looked up at Red Star. Brigid was filled with wonder like snow from the heavens above. She was curious about the Red Star. Was there a Celestial who controlled the Red Star? Who decided who was chosen for the Star to send back in time?
Balor however had no interest in going back in time again. Even though he had met the mighty Alkaeus, Balor had been through a nightmare. The last day of Kawdor! An apocalyptic day in Third Earth's history! He never wanted to go through something like that again! He hoped he'd never go through something like that again.
As Balor lay on the hill with the vest he had gotten as a pillow, he stared at the Red Star. His eyes were filled with fear as he looked at it. Was it to return him to some bygone era?
"It's beautiful." Brigid was in complete awe of the Red Star. Deep down she hoped it would be her that would be sent back in time. The night before she had considered it to be something nightmarish and she had been right because for Balor it had been a nightmare.
"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder." Balor had heard Dalv say that. Dalv had heard it said by some great philosopher named Kassio. The fact Balor was quoting Kassio told Brigid that Balor was… not the brutish fellow she had initially imagined someone that came from a shamanistic society to be. "It put me into a nightmare… I don't want to be selected by it again."
Brigid just giggled. "I don't care if I'm put through a nightmare… I just want to be chosen… I just want to see a time before I was born."
Ever since the end of the golden age of Evabon civilization, the Evabon had fallen low. They no longer built cities as clan capitals instead they just inhabited ruined cities and made the ruins of those cities the clan capitals. For Balor to have been back to a time before the Evabon were liked insects inhabiting a dead log was a great thing. He had seen his people before their final collapse into barbaric savages who still clung to old ways and a fading honor code. As for Balor and Brigid they were of a new generation who would bring the Evabon back to their roots.
Then Brigid closed her eyes and Balor knew she had been chosen.