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The raven raises his head. "Oh, lord, how I've missed you," he cries, and you almost see tears in his little black eyes. He flies to your shoulder. "What are you talking about!?" you say. "You don't remember?" says Artie, a little stunned. "Well, no, I guess you wouldn't. You don't remember the fall?"
"What fall?" you say, but as he mentions it, you feel a falling sensation, a pain as dim as memory in your chest. You shake your head, trying to clear it. "No my lord, let it come," says Artie. You stop trying to force the feelings away, and images start flashing through your mind.
A woman... smiling... no, crying, both at the same time, with you, in her arms... now you're smaller, younger... an infant... mother? Wait, you're older now... a grave... covered in glowing white roses... your father is...
War, a battle between light and dark... you are in the light... there is a princess... so lovely, like the moon in winter... you were... together... a secret... our secret... more time... your love... no more fighting... you'll marry, stop the war... no, torn apart... they won't let you...
A test... a champion... you and... a prince, a prince of darkness.
Suddenly, you see it as plain as day, you and a man in shining silver armour, he wielding a sword as black as obsidian, and you weilding one as pure as crystal, dressed in armor as briliant and golden as the sun. "YOU SHA'N'T HAVE HER! YOU WILL NOT SHAME MY FAMILY WITH YOUR TALK OF DAWN AND TWILIGHT, WE ARE ENEMIES NOW AND ETERNAL!" the man yells, bringing his sword down on yours.
"CAN'T YOU SEE?" you yell back, "THIS FIGHTING IS POINTLESS, WE ARE TWO SIDES OF THE SAME COIN, ONE CANNOT EXIST WITHOUT THE OTHER! WE EXIST AS DAWN AND TWILIGHT, WHERE LIGHT AND DARK ARE EQUAL! IF YOU TAKE AWAY ONE, THE BALANCE IS DISTURBED, AND THE WORLD SUFFERS FOR IT!" The two of you swordplay, you on the defensive, trying to talk some sense into him. "YOU'RE JUST AFRAID!" He yells, "BECAUSE WE ARE MORE MIGHTY, YOU SEDUCE MY SISTER WITH YOUR FLOWERY SPEECH! BUT YOU WILL FALL, AND THE UN-SEELIE COURT WILL RULE NIGHT AND DAY TILL THE END OF TIME!" You see your surroundings, a barren clifside. "YOU FOOL," you yell back, "IF LIGHT IS DESTROYED THEN THE WORLD WILL BE PLUNGED INTO EXTERNAL DARKNESS, AND LIFE ON EARTH WILL DIE AS THE WORLD FREEZES OVER IN PERPETUAL NIGHT!" As you fight, you finally find an opening, and a gash appears on his sword arm. He falls to his knees, clutching the wound. "The fighting must stop," you say. "For the sake of your people, and the sake of your sister, it must stop." He seems to bow his head in defeat, and you prepare to walk away.
"If the world is plunged into eternal night," he says soft as a whisper, "I would rather have that, THAN BE FAMILY WITH YOU!" he yells, and as you turn, he plunges his blade into your chest, his momentum pushing you both off the cliff. Your sword drops from your hand, landing on the cliffside, as you fall into darkness.
You open your eyes. "I was..." you stammer, and look to Morgana, "We were..." "Yes," says Artie, "Prince Lysander of the Seelie court, now King Lysander, lord of the Seelie court. You have been reborn." You shake your head in confusion, you, a prince, and now, a king of a court you've beleived to be nothing but a fairytale?
Meanwhile, the observers in the stadium seem to have come out of their shocked stupor, and angry murmuring begins. What is going to happen now?
Written by Dream Weaver (edited by wanderer)
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