Dragons and Thrones: Final War – Doom Upon All The World
Chapter 22 of my crossover story, enjoy.
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Morrigan
Morrigan looked around, she is the Fade yet again. Yet it looked different now, once again showing a reflection of the mind.
'I didn't just fall into the Fade, I was pulled in...' She noted. 'But by what...and why am I...I know this place?'
She looked around unable to believe it; every second spent here, looking at her surroundings, made her feel more and more certain as the identity of the person who had pulled her into the Fade. The area around here was a marshland rich in vegetation, small ponds of water with reeds growing out of it. A single ramshackle hut stood in the middle of the clearing, it was her original home in the Korcari Wilds, the hut she had lived in for so long.
She shook her head as she approached the hut. 'And only one person would conjure up memories like this, and drag me here...'
Sure enough, as she reached the front porch of the house, there, reclining with a small smile on her face in the rocking chair out front, was Flemeth.
"Mother..." She sighed; her suspicions confirmed.
She wasn't sure how to react, she knew the truth about Flemeth, about her being a vessel for Mythal, about the past and about the true nature of Flemeth's possession of her other daughters. She knew she was in no danger, but things were still raw between them.
Flemeth, by contrast, was as relaxed and composed as ever.
"So, you made it...I'm glad." She remarked. "I was worried for a moment that I wouldn't be able to catch you before you; slipped away."
Morrigan raised an eyebrow. "You, worried...You are the one who gave me that spell, warned me of it's dangers...did you think I wouldn't heed them?"
Flemeth shook her head. "No, but I knew, as you did, how draining it would be. I was concerned that I wouldn't be able to catch you, before you slipped into the Fade, beyond even my reach. I need you here Morrigan, for there are things, things you do not know yet..."
"Of course there are." Morrigan replied, not an ounce of sarcasm in her voice. "Such is the way of the world, nobody knows everything and everybody, regardless of their thoughts or opinions, are on a quest for self-discovery, to find more..."
Flemeth laughed softly, an unusual way for her. "Getting philosophical, Morrigan. What I am about to tell you is more important than even I initially thought."
That gave Morrigan pause, for her mother to say something like that, it was unheard of. Standing up, Flemeth approached Morrigan and for the first time, Morrigan could see the full history of the woman in her eyes, the many centuries of so many different things that shaped Flemeth into what she was today.
What was more; she found she understood it and that her mother's expectations of her were something entirely different from what she had originally thought.
Stopping in front of Morrigan, Flemeth reached out slowly.
"What I am about to show you, will change everything." She told Morrigan. "You will then fully understand what I have been trying to do, what I expect from you in the future."
Morrigan tensed but then gasped as Flemeth gently touched her face, and she was assaulted by various visions, felt surges of magical power within her and suddenly, clarity came, she began to see, began to realize and knew, somehow, that her mother was right, that she agreed with her mother. Gasping as she staggered back, Morrigan looked up at Flemeth, the old woman's face was almost sad.
"Now you understand."
"I do..." She replied. "And I will succeed Mother, I promise you that."
Smiling sadly Flemeth nodded and cast a spell. "I am glad, my dear. Now, I have healed you, as much as I can...We all must face our destiny. You will awaken soon, be wary, things are about to take a drastic turn."
Morrigan nodded, realizing Flemeth had healed her, she could feel her strength returning.
"Mother, we should..."
Flemeth shook her head. "Go, there is still much for you to do. We will not...see each other again."
With those words, Flemeth, the vision of her old home, all of it vanished and Morrigan found herself suddenly waking up.
Sitting up Morrigan looked around, she was still in the bed in Celene's tent. The battle could still be heard raging outside. She grimaced and stood, thankfully she felt stronger and didn't stumble or feel dizzy.
She was deeply troubled by her mother's words, but wasn't sure what to make of it. She focused instead on the here and now. She had to find out what was happening with the battle. Exiting the tent she spotted Celene waiting and was about to speak when she sensed it.
"Look out!" She cried.
But she was a second too late, and as such, both she and Celene only narrowly avoided being struck by two arrows that flew out of the nearby trees. Celene stepped back warily, Morrigan attempted to attack those who fired, only to find she hadn't recovered enough to effectively continue using her magic, as the attackers began to emerge, Morrigan realized, they were still in grave danger.
End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.
Just a note, that's us past the halfway mark of the story :)