The Balinor Chronicles: The Celestial Herd
Chapter Forty-Eight: God of Fate
The Council of Unicorns was engaged in a war meeting. The Lord of Each ban had gathered with the two remaining Elementals. One would think that the Council would number very few indeed, but the brothers had learned from the sudden disappearances of their younger siblings. All after Aeoleus had named 'heirs' should the Elemental disappear.
The Council's discussion, was, as usual, heated. Their numbers were falling too fast, some argued, and they would not be able to continue fighting. Their numbers would last long enough, others retorted, and who would fight if not them. The tempers could only last for so long; still it was dusk as the Council finally broke up, with nothing decided.
Solaris stood with his last brother and Eternitus. The three of them gathered on a hillock and gazed over the Celestial Herd. Though they were all generals in the war, they are felt pity for the foals they were growing up through this, for the dozens that each had commanded to their deaths.
"I wish we could just let him go," Solaris said remorsefully, "Back to the other world."
"You mean 'his world,'" Eternitus replied.
"No, that would be redundant," the Golden One said, challenging the green stallion.
"Of course not. You must be specific when talking about many things."
Solaris hesitated, sensing that he was skirting the edge of a giant pit. "Many things?"
Eternitus grinned, ready to cast his dice again. "Of course. There are other worlds than these. There are many worlds besides our own."
Solaris's heart stopped. "Many?" He prayed that he had heard wrong; many would mean more like Arioch; more like Moloth; more and more and many more. "Many?"
"Many."