Fiction: How Dream conquered Conquest
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zeeth_kyrah"I have mastered the magics of power," he said, "and at my word, angels shall fall, the gods tremble, the sky break! You will kneel before me."
She nodded in acknowledgment. "You have mastered power, I suppose. I'll take you at your word there. Have you understood what it means?"
He frowned. "Irrelevant. Knowledge itself is power, therefore I know its meaning. Now: KNEEL!" At his word, the sky did indeed shake and the world before him trembled.
The child sighed, looking up at his mighty, chiseled face. She turned away, and he dropped to his own knees. Shock and anger filled the man's beauteous visage. She began to speak: "Do you know how I have silenced you and brought you do your knees?"
She skipped forward two steps, then turned. "It's simple, actually. You command only power. I command freedom."
The would-be god tried to lift his hand, to summon his weapon and strike her down. Nothing moved.
"Thou art the mountain/ No longer name alone," she chanted with a smile. "I'm sorry. You'll calm down after a while, I think. I won't keep you longer than necessary."
Then she walked away, her body growing to adult form in a few seconds.
One thousand four hundred and one years later, the village near Stone Man Mountain received a visitor. The woman wore shades of pink and red, and a smile that made everyone happier who looked on it.
"Today, you have to move," she told the elders, and any villager who would listen. "The mountain is going to come home."
Nobody believed her until it lifted a mighty hand and began to cry.
She nodded in acknowledgment. "You have mastered power, I suppose. I'll take you at your word there. Have you understood what it means?"
He frowned. "Irrelevant. Knowledge itself is power, therefore I know its meaning. Now: KNEEL!" At his word, the sky did indeed shake and the world before him trembled.
The child sighed, looking up at his mighty, chiseled face. She turned away, and he dropped to his own knees. Shock and anger filled the man's beauteous visage. She began to speak: "Do you know how I have silenced you and brought you do your knees?"
She skipped forward two steps, then turned. "It's simple, actually. You command only power. I command freedom."
The would-be god tried to lift his hand, to summon his weapon and strike her down. Nothing moved.
"Thou art the mountain/ No longer name alone," she chanted with a smile. "I'm sorry. You'll calm down after a while, I think. I won't keep you longer than necessary."
Then she walked away, her body growing to adult form in a few seconds.
One thousand four hundred and one years later, the village near Stone Man Mountain received a visitor. The woman wore shades of pink and red, and a smile that made everyone happier who looked on it.
"Today, you have to move," she told the elders, and any villager who would listen. "The mountain is going to come home."
Nobody believed her until it lifted a mighty hand and began to cry.
