Post:In 2016...-12/10/2015 20:54

In 2016... · on 12/10/2015 08:54 PM EST	78
Two men stood outside, watching the starry night. One was forever young, the other forever old. The young man, noticing his company for the first time, asked, "Who are you?" The Old Man responded, "I am who I am." This resulted in a pause from the young man, then a smirk. He said, "So you grace me with your presence finally." "I reckoned it was time." "What do you want?" "Complex question, despite looking simple on the face of it. I want many things. To laugh, to grow," a pause, "to consume." "There are very few things that scare me anymore and your off-handed remarks do not count among them." "I did not come to scare you, I came to ask for your help." "My help? What could I possibly offer you and how could you possibly make me care?" "There is a change in the wind. I can feel it. The Moon Mages will soon notice it, too. I know in my gut it's another Necromancer." "And you suspect me?" "I still have a reason to care about the Philosophy. It must survive for at least a short while longer. I want you to help them." The conversation drifted off with that, and both men stood quietly under the sky. Finally, the young man spoke again, softly, "You've made a mistake." The Old Man asked, "Oh?" "You appeared here without summons, tried to threaten me with your honeyed words and then have the audacity to ask me to help some miserable upstarts. Not only are you a fool, but you grossly overstep your place." Before the Old Man could react, the young man threw his hands outward. A blaze of blue energy, half-lightning half-cloud, erupted toward the Old Man and shredded his form like so much mist. When the magic cleared, what was left standing was a naked, grey figure, burnt beyond gender, with a halo of sunlight adorning its head. It mutely stared at the young man before vanishing where it had stood. "Of course," the young man mused to himself, "With time, we can get ever so confused about who our friends are." -Armifer "Perinthia's astronomers are faced with a difficult choice. Either they must admit that all their calculations were wrong ... or else they must reveal that the order of the gods is reflected exactly in the city of monsters." - Italo Calvino
This message was originally posted in Events and Happenings in DragonRealms' Elanthia \ Teasers - Events, by DR-ARMIFER on the play.net forums.