Recent content by Faelynwë

"To what?" Faelynwë wished she hadn't asked. There was a part of her that knew what he was going to say; he had implied as much within the sewers. To fight. To raise a rebellion and try to claim back his lands and his people. She couldn't blame him, he still had something to fight for. Hope...

The gleemaiden rolled her eyes and heaved her bag onto her shoulder once more. "There are more than just horses in this world," the humans preferred them of course because they were easier to domesticate. Wilder animals like elk, deer, lions and leopards were more alien. Harder for them to...

Four days. Her eyes drifted to the pack of root. Could she make it last that long? Perhaps if she rationed it right. It would not do to stop at every town on their journey and if someone were to see a pattern of strangers asking for Root, the cleverer amongst the Usurpers men might begin to see...

The elf maiden looked unconvinced as she ran a hand through her matted her then reached drowsily for her satchel and - more importantly - the Root within. She did it without thinking, the actions so second nature that it was as though Avros did not exist. She carefully rolled herself another...

The Gleemaiden wasn't sure when she fell asleep or even how. She never did when Root was in her system which was a mercy in some small way for at least it meant she did sleep. Without the drug for the last few days she had barely managed an hour or two here and there, memories and nightmares...

Fae stared at the Prince with that blank, fathomless look. She knew he was trying to help, to try and bring her out of the pit he could see she had fallen into, but the elf knew it was too deep to climb out of. She might as well curl up at the bottom and wait for death for that was the only way...

An image flickered through her mind of a beautiful red bird, its wings fading to a deep purple along its primaries, and a crest upon its head. Of such a bird hopping onto the hand of a woman that looked very much like Fae in the eyes and mouth. Of her turning to show a daughter--- Her mind shut...

Fae let him take her hand and guide her back the way she had come. Her whole body shook as though she had been dumped in cold water even though she felt no chill, her woollen cloak having kept it at bay. As they walked she glanced at the landscape and felt a sickening despair over the fact she...

"One upon a time there was a Princess who lost her family to an evil King... But don't worry children, such things only happen in story books..." it was something a woman who might have been her mother in another life had said to her when she was little and scared of some of the darker tales in...

"It's all a story, just a story, story, story," the elf continued to mutter to herself as she crashed through the undergrowth. The doors she was never allowed to touch in her mind were splintering and she had to reinforce them. "A story that you heard from another Gleeman. A story that happened...

Faelynwë merely stared at him. Her breathing had become erratic, see-sawing in and out of her in an increasing tempo, and the blood had seemingly drained entirely from her face. If someone remembered her then someone was able to bear witness to her failings. All of them. The addition to root...

Once upon a time there was a Princess, and she met a Prince... Faelynwë froze mid step. They played at being Bandits in the gardens. "You must be mistaken," she said stiffly. He scaled a tree to pluck an apple for her. She gave him one of her favourite books. "We've never met." The Prince...

"I don't think anyone remembers me." The words were out before Faelynwë had really registered their meaning and she stiffened hearing them out loud. Clearly she had not smoked or drunk enough to be having these types of conversation where she could let other peoples words roll off her without...

Faelynwë thought back to the rumours she had heard of the Prince over the past year and realised there had been depressingly little. She scratched at the scabbing cut on her throat where the guards blade had bitten into her flesh. "Even if the people had forgotten, I am surprised the guards...

Fae let the slightly water stew slowly drain from her spoon back into the bowl and then gave him a look that said I know you're full of shit. They had little to no herbs and their coin had a long way to go so Avros had not brought any of the best vegetables or cuts of meat. It was a passable...