Let Us Be One!
Saturday, August 23, 2008
"Taltos! Enemy of my enemy.. hear me! Lend me your ear! No.. come to me! Together we can be One and defeat the one who would usurp you.. and use me to do so. Hear me! Pay heed to my words and come! Join with me!"
Bryony de Rose. Just a girl with a sword, really. And secrets, too. I can see them in her eyes. Most people are not aware that their darkest secrets are all too often so easily yielded up through their eyes.. and yet that is the chief witness of everything hidden away, every last crime committed.
People will only flock to a soothesayer out of their own human weakness and flaw, driven by either Lust or Greed or Revenge. Or perhaps all three. I could smell the stench of Revenge in Bryony.. I could see it in her eyes, though she denied any selfish bone in her body. It was only for this Taltos and his benefit that she sought me out. Taltos.. who had been dead more than two hundred years, and doubtless cares two figs for those who've sprung up in his wake in their mortal pettiness.
It was not until her fingers joined my own above the circling planchette, that her desperation invoked the Spirit of the witch board. I urged her to call to him. Forcefully and with authority, for Spirits are not incited by the meek who cower in low self-esteem.
And it was then that she made connection, and her secrets came tumbling out. For the Spirit addressed her: "LIAR!!" It is not for Taltos' benefit that she seeks to conjure him from the Dead.. but for her own gain. Bryony de Rose wants revenge. If that were not the case, she would have sought out this Taltos from the Dead long before she got herself into trouble with his supposed Enemy.
The Mystery of Selflessness, be it known.. is Self.
Bryony de Rose. Just a girl with a sword, really. And secrets, too. I can see them in her eyes. Most people are not aware that their darkest secrets are all too often so easily yielded up through their eyes.. and yet that is the chief witness of everything hidden away, every last crime committed.
People will only flock to a soothesayer out of their own human weakness and flaw, driven by either Lust or Greed or Revenge. Or perhaps all three. I could smell the stench of Revenge in Bryony.. I could see it in her eyes, though she denied any selfish bone in her body. It was only for this Taltos and his benefit that she sought me out. Taltos.. who had been dead more than two hundred years, and doubtless cares two figs for those who've sprung up in his wake in their mortal pettiness.
It was not until her fingers joined my own above the circling planchette, that her desperation invoked the Spirit of the witch board. I urged her to call to him. Forcefully and with authority, for Spirits are not incited by the meek who cower in low self-esteem.
And it was then that she made connection, and her secrets came tumbling out. For the Spirit addressed her: "LIAR!!" It is not for Taltos' benefit that she seeks to conjure him from the Dead.. but for her own gain. Bryony de Rose wants revenge. If that were not the case, she would have sought out this Taltos from the Dead long before she got herself into trouble with his supposed Enemy.
The Mystery of Selflessness, be it known.. is Self.
Labels: Bryony, Bryony de Rose, Druid, Necromancer, Storyteller's Triquetra, The Triquetra, Triquetra, Vale, Vale of the Enclave, Warlock, Warrick, Warrick Erebus
