A/N: Well the third chap. Dunno how this one turned out, good or bad.
It's not the most interesting but it will lead into other 'stuff'. Please
review and tell me what ya think.
Disclaimer: Characters you recognize aren't mine and the "Song of Death" isn't mine either.
Mina's Movements
Mina, now the leader of a small band of Knights of Neraka, swiftly changed her course from Sanction to Silvanesti. None of the troops argued her choice for Sanction would mean almost certain death and Silvanesti was...
Few of the troops could explain what Silvanesti was. The elves who lived there had put up a terrible shield to protect themselves from the outside world. It was a well known fact that the Silvanesti elves hated change, so they had put up the shield in hopes of preventing the change they feared. But everyone on the outside could only see that the shield brought death, for everything around the shield withered and died and became cold and grey. Many forces had tried to break the shield and had failed miserably. The shield was impenetrable to everyone and everything. The troops doubted Mina would be able to do any better.
On the other hand, many of the knights under her command remembered the stormy night she had come to them, speaking of a One God. A God that had not abandoned them and would take care of them if they served this One God faithfully. She had performed a miracle, she had restored an arm to a crippled minotaur. After that they had all followed her with awe and wonder, seeming to be under her charming spell.
The minotaur that Mina had healed was, for the most part, never seen from her side. She had named him second in command of her small army, and Galder (the minotaur) had taken the title proudly. He now road at her side as Mina quietly hummed to herself. The small army of about 358 men marched at a steady pace, never faltering. But as the days passed the troops began to mutter and complain about how they marched endlessly and were running out of food.
Mina, hearing the grumbles of her soldiers, headed off their path into a small valley that would cut their travel time in half. Two nights later they stopped in a forest where the winds blew and whispered with voices. The men became restless and uneasy, none of them could rest. Galder, noticing this, went to Mina.
"The troops are spooked." Galder said in his deep voice, his own nervousness was obvious, "And I can't say I blame them. These voices in the wind...not to mention our hunger. In my opinion we'll never make it to Silvanesti." Galder's stomach rumbled at the thought.
Mina was praying, upon finishing she stood and looked at Galder, "What do they fear in these voices?" Mina asked softly.
Galder looked a little taken aback, "Well, they fear the ones who speak the words, ghosts. They fear the dead Mina and I can feel the dead here..it's heavy in the air like a stanch that won't go away." he shifted uneasily.
"And we are running out of food?" Mina asked calmly.
"Yes..." Galder said shifting again.
"Do you have faith in the One God?" Mina asked turning to him, her amber gaze trapping him.
"Well..." Galder did not want to answer, since the Gods had left Galder had, had little to believe in.
Mina smiled at him, as if trying to calm a child, "There is no need to doubt Galder, for the One God is here for you and for all of us. The One God will care for her children, for we are all her children."
Galder stared at her embarrassed, "I'm sorry Mina..I'm just finding this difficult to understand.. and accept.."
"Lay down Galder. Close your eyes. I will sing you a song to ease your worries." Mina said gently cutting him off.
"But it is my guard hour.."
"There are no need for guards this night Galder. The One watches over us."
Galder not having the energy to argue obeyed. His mind already seemed haunted the minute he closed his eyes. Then Mina began singing..and it was like drowning in soft, sweet comfort. Galder listened to the words keeping his eyes closed.
A day has passed beyond our power
The petals close upon the flower.
The light is falling in its hour
of days last waning breath.
The blackness of the night surrounds
The distant souls of stars now found.
Far from this world to which we are bound,
Of sorrow, fear and death.
Sleep, love; forever sleep.
Your soul the night will keep.
Embrace the darkness deep.
Sleep, love; forever sleep.
The gathering darkness takes our souls,
Embracing us in a chilling folds,
deep in a Mistress's void that holds
Our fate within her hands.
Dream, warriors, of the dark above,
And feel the sweet redemption of
The Night's Consort, and of her love
Fo those within her bands.
Sleep, love; forever sleep.
Your soul the night will keep.
Embrace the darkness deep.
Sleep, love; forever sleep.
(Directly from the book)
Galder and the troops fell into an almost spellbound sleep. Falling into it's depths, eager for rest. Galder remembered something, before dropping off to sleep, about that song..remembered it's name.. "The Song of Death"..
By morning, as the troops woke they readied for battle, for earlier the other day they had been chased by ogres. They had abandoned their supply wagons to slow them down but expected them to have caught up by now.
Sure enough the ogres weren't far off. "Prepare for battle!" Galder roared.
Mina began laughing, her voice melodus.
The ogres came nearer but then suddenly stopped. They swung their weapons angrily as if they couldn't see them. Then Galder realized that the ogres were shimmering..distorted as if he was looking at them through a glass. He gasped knowing where they were now, Silvanesti. They were on the other side of the shield. Galder shook his head in amazment.
Mina walked over to Galder, "The power of the One God is with us..no force on this world can stop us!" she shouted to her men.
Disclaimer: Characters you recognize aren't mine and the "Song of Death" isn't mine either.
Mina's Movements
Mina, now the leader of a small band of Knights of Neraka, swiftly changed her course from Sanction to Silvanesti. None of the troops argued her choice for Sanction would mean almost certain death and Silvanesti was...
Few of the troops could explain what Silvanesti was. The elves who lived there had put up a terrible shield to protect themselves from the outside world. It was a well known fact that the Silvanesti elves hated change, so they had put up the shield in hopes of preventing the change they feared. But everyone on the outside could only see that the shield brought death, for everything around the shield withered and died and became cold and grey. Many forces had tried to break the shield and had failed miserably. The shield was impenetrable to everyone and everything. The troops doubted Mina would be able to do any better.
On the other hand, many of the knights under her command remembered the stormy night she had come to them, speaking of a One God. A God that had not abandoned them and would take care of them if they served this One God faithfully. She had performed a miracle, she had restored an arm to a crippled minotaur. After that they had all followed her with awe and wonder, seeming to be under her charming spell.
The minotaur that Mina had healed was, for the most part, never seen from her side. She had named him second in command of her small army, and Galder (the minotaur) had taken the title proudly. He now road at her side as Mina quietly hummed to herself. The small army of about 358 men marched at a steady pace, never faltering. But as the days passed the troops began to mutter and complain about how they marched endlessly and were running out of food.
Mina, hearing the grumbles of her soldiers, headed off their path into a small valley that would cut their travel time in half. Two nights later they stopped in a forest where the winds blew and whispered with voices. The men became restless and uneasy, none of them could rest. Galder, noticing this, went to Mina.
"The troops are spooked." Galder said in his deep voice, his own nervousness was obvious, "And I can't say I blame them. These voices in the wind...not to mention our hunger. In my opinion we'll never make it to Silvanesti." Galder's stomach rumbled at the thought.
Mina was praying, upon finishing she stood and looked at Galder, "What do they fear in these voices?" Mina asked softly.
Galder looked a little taken aback, "Well, they fear the ones who speak the words, ghosts. They fear the dead Mina and I can feel the dead here..it's heavy in the air like a stanch that won't go away." he shifted uneasily.
"And we are running out of food?" Mina asked calmly.
"Yes..." Galder said shifting again.
"Do you have faith in the One God?" Mina asked turning to him, her amber gaze trapping him.
"Well..." Galder did not want to answer, since the Gods had left Galder had, had little to believe in.
Mina smiled at him, as if trying to calm a child, "There is no need to doubt Galder, for the One God is here for you and for all of us. The One God will care for her children, for we are all her children."
Galder stared at her embarrassed, "I'm sorry Mina..I'm just finding this difficult to understand.. and accept.."
"Lay down Galder. Close your eyes. I will sing you a song to ease your worries." Mina said gently cutting him off.
"But it is my guard hour.."
"There are no need for guards this night Galder. The One watches over us."
Galder not having the energy to argue obeyed. His mind already seemed haunted the minute he closed his eyes. Then Mina began singing..and it was like drowning in soft, sweet comfort. Galder listened to the words keeping his eyes closed.
A day has passed beyond our power
The petals close upon the flower.
The light is falling in its hour
of days last waning breath.
The blackness of the night surrounds
The distant souls of stars now found.
Far from this world to which we are bound,
Of sorrow, fear and death.
Sleep, love; forever sleep.
Your soul the night will keep.
Embrace the darkness deep.
Sleep, love; forever sleep.
The gathering darkness takes our souls,
Embracing us in a chilling folds,
deep in a Mistress's void that holds
Our fate within her hands.
Dream, warriors, of the dark above,
And feel the sweet redemption of
The Night's Consort, and of her love
Fo those within her bands.
Sleep, love; forever sleep.
Your soul the night will keep.
Embrace the darkness deep.
Sleep, love; forever sleep.
(Directly from the book)
Galder and the troops fell into an almost spellbound sleep. Falling into it's depths, eager for rest. Galder remembered something, before dropping off to sleep, about that song..remembered it's name.. "The Song of Death"..
By morning, as the troops woke they readied for battle, for earlier the other day they had been chased by ogres. They had abandoned their supply wagons to slow them down but expected them to have caught up by now.
Sure enough the ogres weren't far off. "Prepare for battle!" Galder roared.
Mina began laughing, her voice melodus.
The ogres came nearer but then suddenly stopped. They swung their weapons angrily as if they couldn't see them. Then Galder realized that the ogres were shimmering..distorted as if he was looking at them through a glass. He gasped knowing where they were now, Silvanesti. They were on the other side of the shield. Galder shook his head in amazment.
Mina walked over to Galder, "The power of the One God is with us..no force on this world can stop us!" she shouted to her men.
