ext_84422 ([identity profile] no-prisoner.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] smallestopener 2010-05-19 02:25 pm (UTC)

Re: Green grow the rushes, oh

Yeah. There has to be. And when they reach it... they part ways. He's resolved.

He can't keep doing this. No more adventures, no more risks, no more sneaking back and changing things. It's over.

One more story.

"Chloe walked through the woods," he says. "And she passed through the swamps. The marshes and the fens, following what she hoped was a path; one of the old lost Ways that run through all the worlds. It was in the marshes that she found the Chapel of Diamonds."

It was beautiful on the outside, but on the inside it was just an old church, cold stone and bare wood, and there was a man there. A knight, and a priest--a guy who'd laid down his sword and taken up religion. His name was... George."

"He told her who he was, and that he'd known her father, and fought with him, in the old wars. He asked her to stay, to pray with him and keep him company. And she looked at his face, and his eyes, and what she saw was that he was a good man at heart... but hard, and stern, and even cruel. And she said, 'No.'"

"And he told her that if she went on any further into the woods, he couldn't help her, and neither could her father, even if he ever came back. She would pass into the lands of the King of the Lost. And she said, 'I don't care.'"

"And seeing that there wasn't any use, he sighed, and he gave her a sword," he says. "It was her father's. Its name was Firebrand, and if I had more time I could tell you a lot of stories about it."

"And Chloe took the sword, and went on."

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