Ogeid, already fed up with his new cell mate's stupid and careless
attitude, thought of only one way to save him, though he couldn't find any
good reason to save him in the first place.
"If you go through there, Sappho will kill Eris on the spot, don't do it, please, I beg of you!" He said, thinking about what a damn good actor he was. Some people are so ignorant, you just got to lie, or they'll never understand. Not to mention this loser says he is in love with my sister, what a creep, maybe it would be better if he did get sucked into the never ending black hole...
At this, Vitron turned and slowly made his way back to the furthest corner of the cell, returning to his state of stupid stupidity.
~ ◊ ~
"Well, I must be off to a ball," She said sweetly "Unlike you, Sapphire has friends, and is popular with all the guys, and now that I think about it, they all end up in here, hmm, what a coincidence." She walked off, transformed, laughing.
~ ^ ~
Eris sank down, rather tired from her heated conversation with Sappho, glad she was gone, she needed to think, how to get out of here, how to get her brother out of here. Then she remembered, her brother!
"Brother!" She said happily, "How hath thy been? It has been months since we have last spoken, oh, my dear Ogeid, mother and father have grieved for you ever so greatly, it would be most wonderful to bring you home at last..." She couldn't seem to stop rambling.
"Um, what's your name again?" He asked quite puzzled, for he, first off, had no family that he could remember, and second off, his name was not Ogeid. He had told her earlier that it was Roberto, something was amiss.
"Eris," Eris said trying to keep her anger from seething through, her own brother did not even know her!
"Well, my dearest Eris, whom I have just met, I have no family, you must mistake me for some other prisoner here, I am but an orphan captured by the so called Lordess Sappho." He said, hoping she wouldn't go crazy and be in denial.
"But, you__ you __you told me your name was Ogeid, just as my brothers is!" She exclaimed trying to comprehend.
"What?" He became alarmed, "I said no such thing, I clearly stated that my name was Roberto...do not fret child, it is probably Sappho's doing." He concluded.
Eris greatly resented being called a child by a man who was barely older than herself she guessed. "No child am I, for there is not a possible way I am but a few years younger than you."
"I am 18 goleeces with in the next fortnight, and you cannot be older than 15 with that pretty naïve face of yours." He said teasingly.
Her face reddened, making her abundant freckles stand out even more, "For your lovely information Roberto, I am older than 15, my 16th goleeces was just this last passing of the Stwirg." She finished matter of factly.
"Calm down there, we don't want a pissed off Eris on our hands do we?" He tried once again at humor.
Eris, finally catching on, haltingly laughed, and settled into the cheerful banter of friends. Unaware that Vitron and her true brother sat close by watching jealously.
~ ^ ~
Sappho skipped home, happy at a nights work well done, humming an eerie tune feared by the inhabitants of Daricend.
She died; she went to burning flame:
She mixed her ancient blood with shame.
The wind is howling in a turret and tree.
Whole weeks and months, and early and late,
To win his love I lay and wait:
O the Earl was fair to see!
I kissed his eye lids into rest:
His ruddy cheeks upon my breast.
The wind is ragging turret and tree.
I hated him with the hate of hell,
But I loved his beauty passing well.
O Earl was fair to see!
I rose up in the silent night:
I made my dagger sharp and bright,
The wind is raving in turret and tree.
As half asleep his breath he drew,
Three times I stabbed him through and through.
O the Early was fair to see!
~ ^ ~
Long ago, before humans inhabited this fine land, it was a rule of Stwirgs. Magic seethed and pulsed through the ground, through everything. All was well, life was a swell thing. The passing of the days was not a thought, and the mystics of the ages swirling in at out, thine heart drew nearer and nearer to the truth, but it was all in vain, for the race of men ruined the Stwirgs Eden.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ AN:: what have we learned about the Stwirgs now hm??? Guess you'll have to wait!
"If you go through there, Sappho will kill Eris on the spot, don't do it, please, I beg of you!" He said, thinking about what a damn good actor he was. Some people are so ignorant, you just got to lie, or they'll never understand. Not to mention this loser says he is in love with my sister, what a creep, maybe it would be better if he did get sucked into the never ending black hole...
At this, Vitron turned and slowly made his way back to the furthest corner of the cell, returning to his state of stupid stupidity.
~ ◊ ~
"Well, I must be off to a ball," She said sweetly "Unlike you, Sapphire has friends, and is popular with all the guys, and now that I think about it, they all end up in here, hmm, what a coincidence." She walked off, transformed, laughing.
~ ^ ~
Eris sank down, rather tired from her heated conversation with Sappho, glad she was gone, she needed to think, how to get out of here, how to get her brother out of here. Then she remembered, her brother!
"Brother!" She said happily, "How hath thy been? It has been months since we have last spoken, oh, my dear Ogeid, mother and father have grieved for you ever so greatly, it would be most wonderful to bring you home at last..." She couldn't seem to stop rambling.
"Um, what's your name again?" He asked quite puzzled, for he, first off, had no family that he could remember, and second off, his name was not Ogeid. He had told her earlier that it was Roberto, something was amiss.
"Eris," Eris said trying to keep her anger from seething through, her own brother did not even know her!
"Well, my dearest Eris, whom I have just met, I have no family, you must mistake me for some other prisoner here, I am but an orphan captured by the so called Lordess Sappho." He said, hoping she wouldn't go crazy and be in denial.
"But, you__ you __you told me your name was Ogeid, just as my brothers is!" She exclaimed trying to comprehend.
"What?" He became alarmed, "I said no such thing, I clearly stated that my name was Roberto...do not fret child, it is probably Sappho's doing." He concluded.
Eris greatly resented being called a child by a man who was barely older than herself she guessed. "No child am I, for there is not a possible way I am but a few years younger than you."
"I am 18 goleeces with in the next fortnight, and you cannot be older than 15 with that pretty naïve face of yours." He said teasingly.
Her face reddened, making her abundant freckles stand out even more, "For your lovely information Roberto, I am older than 15, my 16th goleeces was just this last passing of the Stwirg." She finished matter of factly.
"Calm down there, we don't want a pissed off Eris on our hands do we?" He tried once again at humor.
Eris, finally catching on, haltingly laughed, and settled into the cheerful banter of friends. Unaware that Vitron and her true brother sat close by watching jealously.
~ ^ ~
Sappho skipped home, happy at a nights work well done, humming an eerie tune feared by the inhabitants of Daricend.
She died; she went to burning flame:
She mixed her ancient blood with shame.
The wind is howling in a turret and tree.
Whole weeks and months, and early and late,
To win his love I lay and wait:
O the Earl was fair to see!
I kissed his eye lids into rest:
His ruddy cheeks upon my breast.
The wind is ragging turret and tree.
I hated him with the hate of hell,
But I loved his beauty passing well.
O Earl was fair to see!
I rose up in the silent night:
I made my dagger sharp and bright,
The wind is raving in turret and tree.
As half asleep his breath he drew,
Three times I stabbed him through and through.
O the Early was fair to see!
~ ^ ~
Long ago, before humans inhabited this fine land, it was a rule of Stwirgs. Magic seethed and pulsed through the ground, through everything. All was well, life was a swell thing. The passing of the days was not a thought, and the mystics of the ages swirling in at out, thine heart drew nearer and nearer to the truth, but it was all in vain, for the race of men ruined the Stwirgs Eden.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ AN:: what have we learned about the Stwirgs now hm??? Guess you'll have to wait!