spread across
her flawless face.
“We
will be accompanied by no less than one-third of the entire elven nation!” the
general exclaimed triumphantly. He
slammed one of his massive fists into the table with such force that it seemed
to emanate some kind of magic.
The
astonished looks on the faces of those seated around the table made all of
their planning worthwhile. The council
had had no inkling that they were so out of touch with their own people. The weighty significance of this mass
dissension was beginning to sink in. No
one spoke because they were all too dazed and confused with what was
happening. The elves had always
considered themselves above such selfish motives; the lesser races were the
ones who fought among themselves, not the enlightened elves.
With
a mischievous grin, the princess cast her hand down toward the ground where an
explosion of fire erupted violently and shot upward so that the flames licked
the polished marble ceiling. Everyone
had directed their attention toward the roof and did not notice that the rebels
had vanished completely. General Yukio
and Princess Kira had left the council with flare and style that would be
remembered for years. The king
immediately called for his guard to search for the convicts. Both of
my daughters are dead to me! They will
soon find out what happens to traitors! He was going to make it clear to his subjects that those who dissent and
leave the magical realm of the elves would suffer the consequences.
While
the king’s guard searched for the treacherous pair, a massive number of elves
were leaving the Black Forest with all of their possessions. They were heading north toward Mount Konane
and Mount Quang. They were making their
way to their new homes in the mountains. The king would not be able to stop them in time; they were no longer his
subjects, and they were out of the reach of his guard. They had established themselves a queen who
was truly enlightened and did not fear change. They would follow her wherever she led them. They felt peace and happiness in their hearts
about the prospect of a new life outside the woodland. They had lost that feeling many years ago
when the elves turned to isolationism and their government became so corrupt
that they would no longer listen to the people. Now they would have a new beginning, a new hope in the mountains of the
north.
The Forbidden Marriage
General
Yukio Ibreshri sat silently on his horse early in the morning surveying the
vast golden and red canyons of his homeland Nairi. Today was going to be like every other day.
He would lead a small group of soldiers to the mouth of the Blaine River and
begin another week long patrol. They
always followed the river, which ran right through the heart of the land of
Tuwa and was a source of life for many of its creatures. This massive body of water had many roads
running along either bank. These
thoroughfares provided safe passage for travelers and merchants alike because
of the military presence Yukio and his men provided. There was always a chance that the cavalry
would meet someone new during their daily travels. It was truly a melting pot for the different
races and varied beasts of Tuwa and was always full of surprises. That was why
so many Nairians volunteered for this assignment.
As
the general sat pondering the splendor of this particularly peaceful morning,
he had an ominous feeling come over him. He had the impression that today would be one to remember…he simply
could not identify the source of this unusual feeling. Maybe it was another dignitary or even a
member of a race he did not yet know of. This day was filled with the promise of great adventure and risk; he
just knew it. As a man of war, he could
hope for nothing more. Patrolling the
trade routes along the Blaine River had grown mundane and wearisome over the
years. Why do I keep volunteering for this