Walking into the darkness. Walking alone in a path where none could stand.
It saw. It felt. It knew. Its eye looked at them.
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Lachesis stepped forward, quite interested in his master's explanations on Magic. Though he liked his master, he wanted to go out, to play with the other kids... Being a soon-to-be king, it wasn't too easy for him. As his sixteenth birthday approached, so did the promise of a new king.
'...and that concludes the studies for today. Young Lachesis, I must speak to you.'
'Yes, Master Sehn ?'
'...I will leave the castle. My time here is over, and I feel as there is more for me in the outside world. I am sorry, but I will leave next week.'
'But who will teach me Mag-'
'I have already hired a mage. He will be fine.'
Lachesis wanted to beg him, but he knew that he wouldn't stay.
'You are well gifted... both as a Mage and a king. However, someone will betray you.'
'Who ?', he said, as sadness could be felt in his voice.
'I do not know... however, I feel someone will. Good luck, young one.'
Who ? When ? Where ?
All these questions were stirring in his mind, and Sehn made his way out of the room. Tears were making a trail of pure water on Lachesis' cheeks. He sat in his chair, and thought. He sat there for hours, still not knowing of his future. His mother dead, as she gave birth to him. His father, slain by an assassin. And he, going to die... someday.
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Fenrir got up, as he had woken up.
'I... have great need of you, Fenrir. Come...'
The voice didn't stop. It happened every once in a while. Usually, he wasn't so lonely, so bored. This time, he'd answer the call. He stood back up, trying to find out what and where it was.
'Eternity... Time is running out. Hurry, come to the cliffs.'
He ran, leaving a form on the grass.
His footsteps made tracks in the soil, as the cliffs were on sight. Not far from there... it watched. Its wings moved a bit, as the wind pushed them lightly. On the other side of the cliff, it lain there. Waiting for its prey. The humanoid form, having a strange hat, covered with feathers, hid a black face... made from darkness. His pure eyes were once as beautiful as the cloudless sky, but it all changed when it looked beyond sight... beyond reality. Sparkles of fire now occupy its empty sockets. Something. could be felt about it. as if it also held a power that men could not harness. It sat there, finally aware of the human that was climbing down the cliff. Perfect, it thought. He has arrived. Its wings were deployed, ready to fly. The young one shall be given the task. He will triumph where I once failed..., the creature thought. The creature jumped down the cliffs, and flew. Towards Fenrir.
Meanwhile, the human was trying to climb down the cliffs.
'What the heck is that thi-' He got cut off by the creature that grabbed him and flew downwards. He was falling.
'You, Fenrir, are in danger. The One seeks you. It will try to... slay you. You are not safe anymore. Run ! Seek the Capital of Shaskra. There, you will meet your companions. I will find you, then.' The creature flew back up to the ground level, and dropped the human a bit farther. Yet, it knew that he would see him again. It knew it. It thought it. It wished it.
'Wait ! What about my parents, family and friends ?'
'I'll take care of that, Fenrir', the creature said, as it disappeared beyond the horizon.
The boy walked... and thought about his quest. He wondered. What would await him ? What dangers could possibly be there ? We thought about his companions. He nearly fell over as he stumbled on a rock. He stood back, and continued to walk.
'What's going on... ?'
He did not truly understand.
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Fear. The smell of fear in the room. Lachesis stood there, trying to find who could want to betray him. Still not king, and he already had a few enemies. He thought, sitting on the cold chair. He wondered... what his destiny would be.
Two guards in armor entered the room, nearly running. Both stopped, and one approached Lachesis.
'Liar ! Traitor ! Where is the prince ?'
'But... I am the prince ! What is going on ?'
The guard took out his blade, and charged. Sword lifted, the other one followed his comrade.
'Shaza ! Nehere'As !' Lachesis muttered, as a bolt of thunder came out of his staff and stroke one of the men. The other slashed Lachesis, and the young prince fell to the ground. However, he quickly stood up again, and evaded the guard's blade.
He ran to the wall, and took a sword from the weapon rack. The swords clashed, and a fight begun. After a few minutes, both warriors were exhausted. The guard raised his shield, and pronounced a few words. A shockwave hit Lachesis, forcing him to retaliate... or die. He chanted another spell, and as the power channelled, a pillar of flame arose... lethally burning the poor man.
'I must get out of here... Master Sehn was right. Someone must've convinced the guards that I'm not the real prince...'
He then walked over the guard's bodies, took a hooded travelling cloak, and asked himself why he'd kill that man. Suddenly, thoughts crossed in his mind.
Companions... find... must...
'Am I... hearing voices now ?', Lachesis wondered...
He walked in the hall, and pulled out a torch. He headed in the throne room, which was empty. Hiding in the cloak's hood, he made his way out of the castle.
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It saw. It felt. It knew. Its eye looked at them.
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Lachesis stepped forward, quite interested in his master's explanations on Magic. Though he liked his master, he wanted to go out, to play with the other kids... Being a soon-to-be king, it wasn't too easy for him. As his sixteenth birthday approached, so did the promise of a new king.
'...and that concludes the studies for today. Young Lachesis, I must speak to you.'
'Yes, Master Sehn ?'
'...I will leave the castle. My time here is over, and I feel as there is more for me in the outside world. I am sorry, but I will leave next week.'
'But who will teach me Mag-'
'I have already hired a mage. He will be fine.'
Lachesis wanted to beg him, but he knew that he wouldn't stay.
'You are well gifted... both as a Mage and a king. However, someone will betray you.'
'Who ?', he said, as sadness could be felt in his voice.
'I do not know... however, I feel someone will. Good luck, young one.'
Who ? When ? Where ?
All these questions were stirring in his mind, and Sehn made his way out of the room. Tears were making a trail of pure water on Lachesis' cheeks. He sat in his chair, and thought. He sat there for hours, still not knowing of his future. His mother dead, as she gave birth to him. His father, slain by an assassin. And he, going to die... someday.
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Fenrir got up, as he had woken up.
'I... have great need of you, Fenrir. Come...'
The voice didn't stop. It happened every once in a while. Usually, he wasn't so lonely, so bored. This time, he'd answer the call. He stood back up, trying to find out what and where it was.
'Eternity... Time is running out. Hurry, come to the cliffs.'
He ran, leaving a form on the grass.
His footsteps made tracks in the soil, as the cliffs were on sight. Not far from there... it watched. Its wings moved a bit, as the wind pushed them lightly. On the other side of the cliff, it lain there. Waiting for its prey. The humanoid form, having a strange hat, covered with feathers, hid a black face... made from darkness. His pure eyes were once as beautiful as the cloudless sky, but it all changed when it looked beyond sight... beyond reality. Sparkles of fire now occupy its empty sockets. Something. could be felt about it. as if it also held a power that men could not harness. It sat there, finally aware of the human that was climbing down the cliff. Perfect, it thought. He has arrived. Its wings were deployed, ready to fly. The young one shall be given the task. He will triumph where I once failed..., the creature thought. The creature jumped down the cliffs, and flew. Towards Fenrir.
Meanwhile, the human was trying to climb down the cliffs.
'What the heck is that thi-' He got cut off by the creature that grabbed him and flew downwards. He was falling.
'You, Fenrir, are in danger. The One seeks you. It will try to... slay you. You are not safe anymore. Run ! Seek the Capital of Shaskra. There, you will meet your companions. I will find you, then.' The creature flew back up to the ground level, and dropped the human a bit farther. Yet, it knew that he would see him again. It knew it. It thought it. It wished it.
'Wait ! What about my parents, family and friends ?'
'I'll take care of that, Fenrir', the creature said, as it disappeared beyond the horizon.
The boy walked... and thought about his quest. He wondered. What would await him ? What dangers could possibly be there ? We thought about his companions. He nearly fell over as he stumbled on a rock. He stood back, and continued to walk.
'What's going on... ?'
He did not truly understand.
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Fear. The smell of fear in the room. Lachesis stood there, trying to find who could want to betray him. Still not king, and he already had a few enemies. He thought, sitting on the cold chair. He wondered... what his destiny would be.
Two guards in armor entered the room, nearly running. Both stopped, and one approached Lachesis.
'Liar ! Traitor ! Where is the prince ?'
'But... I am the prince ! What is going on ?'
The guard took out his blade, and charged. Sword lifted, the other one followed his comrade.
'Shaza ! Nehere'As !' Lachesis muttered, as a bolt of thunder came out of his staff and stroke one of the men. The other slashed Lachesis, and the young prince fell to the ground. However, he quickly stood up again, and evaded the guard's blade.
He ran to the wall, and took a sword from the weapon rack. The swords clashed, and a fight begun. After a few minutes, both warriors were exhausted. The guard raised his shield, and pronounced a few words. A shockwave hit Lachesis, forcing him to retaliate... or die. He chanted another spell, and as the power channelled, a pillar of flame arose... lethally burning the poor man.
'I must get out of here... Master Sehn was right. Someone must've convinced the guards that I'm not the real prince...'
He then walked over the guard's bodies, took a hooded travelling cloak, and asked himself why he'd kill that man. Suddenly, thoughts crossed in his mind.
Companions... find... must...
'Am I... hearing voices now ?', Lachesis wondered...
He walked in the hall, and pulled out a torch. He headed in the throne room, which was empty. Hiding in the cloak's hood, he made his way out of the castle.
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