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THE FALL OF ABRIA, Chapter 2This story may contain adult content. |
| Written by jake | |
| Thursday, 05 June 2008 | |
MELKON WALKED AROUND THE CASTLE, AND SMILED. THE PREPARATIONS WERE ALREADY IN PLACE, MUSIC WAS BEING SCORED, THE THRONE ROOM WAS BEING CLEARED, AND THE KITCHEN WAS BUSY PREPARING MEALS. MERIAL FOLLOWED HER HUSBAND. HE TURNED AROUND SWIFTLY. " MY LADY... WOULD YOU DO ME THE HONOR OF RIDING WITH ME TODAY...", HE SAID, HIS BLUE EYES SPARKLING. " IT WOULD BE MY HONOR...", SHE SAID, SMILING. HE KISSED HER HAND. " THEN LET US BE OFF TO THE STABLES...", HE SAID. <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< RIKKIESH WAS FILLED WITH ECSTACY, THE GUARDS AT HIS TENT WATCHING IN DISGUST. HE HAD HIS MASK LAYING AT HIS SIDE, HIS HOOD PULLED BACK. ALL THEY COULD SEE, AND EVER WANTED TO SEE, WAS THE BACK OF HIS BALD, GREY HEAD. HE WAS FEEDING, HIS HEAD BOBBING IN AND OUT, AND HIS VICTIM WAS STILL ALIVE, STILL SCREAMING. IT WAS A LITTLE GIRL, WITH SANDY COLORED HAIR. HER SCREAMS CONTINUED, AND THEN SHE FELL SILENT. RIKKIESH'S BODY GLOWED IN A SPOOKY RED LIGHT AS HE ROSE, MAKING HIS FACE UNVISIBLE. HE REPLACED THE MASK, AND HOOD, AND THE LIGHT DIED. " DISPOSE OF THE BODY..." HE COMMANDED. HE WALKED OUT INTO THE SUNSHINE. HE LOOKED OUT TO HIS ARMY, WATCHING THEM AS THEY WENT ABOUT THEIR NORMAL ROUTINES. THEY WERE PREPARING FOR A LONG MARCH, PULLING TENTS UP AND SUCH, AS WELL AS FORGING EXTRA WEAPONS AS HE HAD INSTRUCTED. THEY WERE AN OBEDIENT BUNCH, BOUND TO SERVITUDE EITHER OUT OF FEAR, OR RESPECT TO RIKKIESH. THEY WOULD MARCH SOON, AND IT WOULD TAKE A TWO WEEKS FROM HERE, THEY WOULD BE AT THE GATES OF KERIN BY THE SECOND OF JUNE. " I WILL TAKE THIS LAND BY STORM... I WILL TOPPLE THE TEMPLES OF THEIR GOD'S... I WILL MAKE THEM FEAR ME..." HE MUMBLED, AND HE MEANT EVERY WORD. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> MELKON STEERED HIS HORSE THROUGH THE CITY STREETS, HIS WIFE BEHIND HIM. THE PEOPLE CHEERED WHEN HE PASSED, THEY TRULY LOVED THEIR KING. HE RODE PASS A GROUP OF CHILDREN, PRESUMABLY GOING TO SCHOOL, AND HE HELD OUT HIS HAND AS HE RODE, LIKE HE WAS WAVING, TRANSPARENT, SPARKLING, FLOWER PETALS FLOWED FROM HIS FINGERTIPS, FLYING TOWARD THE CHILDREN, WHO LAUGHED AND GIGGLED, TRYING TO CATCH THEM. MELKON AND MERIAL RODE UP TO THE GATE. THE GUARDS ATOP THE TOWER SALUTED HIM, AND BEGAN TURNING A WOODEN WHEEL, AND THE GATE STEADILY OPENED. THEY RODE OUT OF THE CITY, AND AHEAD INTO THE PLAINS, WHICH OVERLOOKED THE BEACH AND OCEAN. MERIAL FELT THE SPRAY OF THE SEA, AND STEERED HER HORSE TOWARDS THE BEACH. MELKON SMILED AT HIS WIFE, KNOWING OF HER LOVE FOR THE OCEAN, AND TURNED HIS HORSE TO FOLLOW HER. SHE STOPPED AT THE BEACH, AND CLIMBED OFF HER HORSE, AS DID MELKON. THE HORSES THEN GALOPED OFF, BUT WOULD RETURN AT THE CALL OF THEIR MASTERS. MERIAL LOOKED EAGERLY AT THE SEA, AT THE SPARKLE OF THE WATER IN THE MID-DAY SUN, AT THE ETERNAL ROLLING OF THE WAVES, AND SHE REVELED IN THE BOOM AS THEY CRASHED AGAINST THE BEACH. IT WAS LIKE THE SEA, AND THE LAND WERE FIGHTING FOR DOMINANCE. JUST LIKE ENYA AND OROMAE. THE GOD OF THE SEA, AND GODESS OF EARTH. MERIAL REMOVED HER SANDALS, AND LIFTED HER DRESS A SMALL BIT. SHE STEPPED INTO THE OCEAN, AND HER CLOSED HER EYES. MELKON WATCHED HER INTENTLY. HE HELD A DEEP, PROFOUND LOVE OF HIS WIFE, WHO SEEMED AS INNOCENT AS A CHILD. " CAN YOU HEAR IT?", SHE SAID SOFTLY, WADING DEEPER. " NO, MY DEAR, WHAT DO YOU HEAR..." " THE WHISPER... THE SEA... ITS AS IF IT HAS A VOICE... IT SINGS...", SHE SAID. " IT IS BEAUTIFUL... ITS SO SOFT... SO PURE..." SHE SAID. MELKON SMILED AT HER, AND HE STEPPED INTO THE OCEAN, AND WADED TOWARDS HER. HE GENTLY TAPPED HER ON THE SHOULDER. SHE OPENED HER EYES AND SMILED WARMLY AT HIM. " MAY I HAVE THIS DANCE..." HE SAID. SHE BOWED, AND TOOK HIS OUTSTRETCHED HAND IN HER OWN. THEY DANCED, TAKING JOY IN THE WARMTH OF THE SEA, AND THE GOLDEN LIGHT OF THE SUN. " I LOVE YOU..." HE SAID SOFTLY. " AND I LOVE YOU.." SHE SAID, AND LEANED FORWARD, LOCKING HIM IN A KISS. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> HRUNTAG HOVERED ABOVE HIS MAGIC CAULDRON. HE HAD THIN, GREY HAIR, LONG, SPIDER LIKE FINGERS, AND SICKENING YELLOW EYES. HE WAS IN HIS PRIVATE CHAMBERS, TALKING TO HIS MASTER, THE DARK LORD, RIKKIESH. " I HAVE GOOD NEWS MY MASTER..." HE SAID. " YES", RIKKIESH'S VOICE ANSWERED FROM WITHIN THE CAULDRON. " THE CITY WILL BE EASY TO TAKE ON THE SECOND OF JUNE... WICH IS THE DATE YOU WISH TO ARRIVE... BECAUSE THERE IS TO BE A BALL FOR THE CHILDREN... AND THE CITY CERTAINLY TAKES GREAT PLEASURE IN FESTIVITIES.... AND WATCH WILL BE PRESUMABLY SCARCE...", HE SAID. " A TRULY SAD WEAKNESS..." RIKKIESH HISSED WITH A CACKLE. " YOU HAVE DONE WELL, MY SERVANT..." RIKKIESH SAID. " AND IT HAS BE MY PLEASURE TO BE OF SERVICE MY MASTER... ALL HAIL YOUR DARK REIGN TRUIMPH...", HE SAID. HE DIPPED HIS FINGER IN THE CAULDRON, AND IT ENDED THE CONNECTION. Copyright 2008 jake |
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