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OMG And the Hero Will Fall
Aug. 1st, 2009 03:34 amRead this, become fascinated, click for more. That is an order.
In a time long ago, in a land far away, there was an enchanted forest. It spread for miles, acres of leafy green. On the outskirts of the forest, down a gently sloping hill, were the first fingers of a kingdom. Closest to the perimiter of the forest were the argicultural families, growing all manner of crop to sell and barter with. A percentage of each crop went to the castle for the King, Steven his Queen, Erica his servants and attendants, and other various persons.
The King was on in years, and he was well loved by his people. He'd always been fair and just -- this was proven most by the treatise between him and the Shepherd living amongst the trees. There were tales told of a man, a giant man living in the forest, and he could speak to the trees and the earth. If the people needed passage through the forest to trade with other countries, he could make the trees and the earth itself move to form paths, so that the people could take their carts and oxen through. The Shepherd agreed to assist with this and also provide lumber should the kingdom need it; in exchange, the King made sure no one abused the lumber privilege and did not disturb the Shepherd or his flock in the woods. So it had always been as he'd been King, and so it would always be.
The Queen had not always been as such, however. Erica was the King's second wife -- his first had died tragically during child-birth, leaving him to raise their son, Cullen, now a young man and not formally acknowledged by the Queen as her own. She eyed him in a way that a mother should never eye her son, and she whispered to him, telling him to speak unto his father, ask him to lift the treaty and take the strong, renowned lumber from the forest and sell it. The prince always told her "no," that he would never go against the King's order. That, and he'd always loved to sneak into the forest in search of the Shepherd, the giant man only ever seen by the King. He'd thought he'd caught sight of the large man, here and there through the trees and dappled sunlight, but as soon as he got closer, he'd realize it was a bit of bark, or an odd gnarl sprouting up from a root. Cullen always went home disappointed, but determined to return and finally shake hands with the Shepherd.
The prince was reaching his maturity and the time when he should be courting princesses to wed, but instead he was sprinting through the forest and trying to avoid his queen mother.
In a time long ago, in a land far away, there was an enchanted forest. It spread for miles, acres of leafy green. On the outskirts of the forest, down a gently sloping hill, were the first fingers of a kingdom. Closest to the perimiter of the forest were the argicultural families, growing all manner of crop to sell and barter with. A percentage of each crop went to the castle for the King, Steven his Queen, Erica his servants and attendants, and other various persons.
The King was on in years, and he was well loved by his people. He'd always been fair and just -- this was proven most by the treatise between him and the Shepherd living amongst the trees. There were tales told of a man, a giant man living in the forest, and he could speak to the trees and the earth. If the people needed passage through the forest to trade with other countries, he could make the trees and the earth itself move to form paths, so that the people could take their carts and oxen through. The Shepherd agreed to assist with this and also provide lumber should the kingdom need it; in exchange, the King made sure no one abused the lumber privilege and did not disturb the Shepherd or his flock in the woods. So it had always been as he'd been King, and so it would always be.
The Queen had not always been as such, however. Erica was the King's second wife -- his first had died tragically during child-birth, leaving him to raise their son, Cullen, now a young man and not formally acknowledged by the Queen as her own. She eyed him in a way that a mother should never eye her son, and she whispered to him, telling him to speak unto his father, ask him to lift the treaty and take the strong, renowned lumber from the forest and sell it. The prince always told her "no," that he would never go against the King's order. That, and he'd always loved to sneak into the forest in search of the Shepherd, the giant man only ever seen by the King. He'd thought he'd caught sight of the large man, here and there through the trees and dappled sunlight, but as soon as he got closer, he'd realize it was a bit of bark, or an odd gnarl sprouting up from a root. Cullen always went home disappointed, but determined to return and finally shake hands with the Shepherd.
The prince was reaching his maturity and the time when he should be courting princesses to wed, but instead he was sprinting through the forest and trying to avoid his queen mother.
