Inhorèm: The Higher Elves

CHAPTER III: THE COUNCIL OF ELVES (6)

CHAPTER III: TEH COUNCIL OF ELVES (6)

We already know, Thiago was an Orphan in a kingdom that was a bit mundane and disorderly. Although the king lived as he pleased and was the greatest in the north. He used to looting and bringing food to other orphans, lost in the streets and in the woods. A guard stole a bow from him, and then he got lost in the woods but he had decnas chasing him. He was about to be captured and in the middle of a spring he met Veronica, who had just finished bathing in them. He had to run. She saw him and he asked her for mercy and to be told by the guards that she had not seen him. She said no, because he he she knew well that he was a looter.

Ïnmâeh is a planet with many mysterious energies, but the energy that flowed from this girl was inexplicably sweet. People dreamed in the future she was going to bring. The whole town admired the girl, and considered her arrival a blessing; poured out over her noble homeland. Through her beautiful duty, the locals felt watched by heavens; heard by gods. All families approached the girl with all types of gifts and offerings, for there was a rumor of good luck and blessed days for those who were generous with her and her family.

For the Hanging Garden, things were much more intense. Argônæth became a young dragon with cunning and strength beyond the reach of an ordinary imagination. He was very young, an infant, and yet he demonstrated an innate and extraordinary dominance in combat. He was gifted with the art of war, emanated an energy of leadership, and had an inexplicable ability to learn from other dragons; being active in the battles and training of the Splendor. For his father, the situation became unusual, worrisome. Not even the Golden King was clear about the accelerated growth of the Raēn Warrior.

"Come inside!" Wiz replied as he heard a knocking at his door.

"Sir, are you busy?" asked Bongo.

"No, my son" said the Golden King. “I am preparing a new crystal for my cane.”

“I feel very worried lately” stated Bongo. “I didn't want to talk about this with you because to be honest it doesn't seem an issue valuable enough of your sacred time.”

"Things are never what they appear to be, Bongo" exclaimed the Golden King. Tell me, what is going on?”

“I don't know how to start, sir.”

“Why don't we start by talking about how you did in Nénufar?”

“Successfully, sir, we did not have further problems.”

“Excellent!” Wiz answered. “Lately, it seems to be very simple for you.”

“That's precisely why I want to talk about the subject, sir. I think we had never had these battles so dominated.”

“Well, congratulations!” Wiz exclaimed. “Under your command, The Splendor is stronger than ever!”

“It is extremely strong sir, of that very sar–”

“Well, my son!” interrupted the Golden King. “I am very proud of what you are doing. The leadership and dominance that you are having with your people is unwavering.”

“It is too much dominance, sir” Bongo replied. “There are certain units that are demonstrating an abnormal performance.”

“Is this again about Argônæth?” said Wiz. “We've already talked about this. He is a prince of war and has been blessed with its due skills. He is the heir of Kramian, the best Colonel who has seen the blood of these dragons. And he is your son! What did you expect?”

“But sir, he is just going to turn nine rimmers old,” explained Bongo. “A normal dragon is not ready to join the army at less than twenty-five Rimerians, and even then, he would be only into the training Quetra group. Isn't this something we should be worried about?”

"A normal dragon, Bongo, as you mentioned" says Wiz. “Believe me my son, this lineage of yours is unique and special. Life gives you good things because it is not a lineage destined to have many descendants. Therefore, every born being is special, and very strong; we can see it in Argônæth.  It is a true miracle of life! I don't understand why you feel this way!”

Bongo bowed his head, and the Golden King felt empathy for him, as he realized, he felt wrong and misplaced by his feelings. So, the Golden King took a deep breath, and decided to cheer on his Supreme Dragon.

"I don't know exactly what your son is, Bongo” he exclaimed. “His nature is seen for the first time in these ages. It is the art of the indomitable, of the unpredictable; which presents itself as a gift, the presence of life itself in our ways. These are strange times. Elgoneth is acting inside a bubble of mystery and discretion. He moves silently, but every time he takes a step, he does so in a firm, abrupt, and imposing way. Committing to the hope, that their children do not try to reason his actions, for the answer is not in the reasoning. Rather, pray that your children know how to love, for only in the current of this power lies the true symbol of our existence. The universe was created as it is for love, and only in this, its best creatures can find the fullness and satiety it offers. Creation comes directly from the creator. She is scattered like petals in endless hills that fluctuate between the masses of the winds, dancing before the fertility of harmony, but also in the mystery of the unknown. Your son is the unknown; creation is the unknown, do not fear the unknown Bongo, we are all part of it.”

Bongo admired the words of Wiz. It was the first time he was addressed in this way.

 The golden dragons had a special advantage, for they were much capable of having a step forward in the face of future events; but they could not intervene in them. Elgoneth showed details of possible future lines to them, so that his protective kings could follow his intentions, which always proved to be the best for the course of his creatures. But their creatures at the same time had the power to decide which courses to take and what paths to travel, although within their consciences, always inhabited the true path for them.

Blessings from beyond brought these creatures through the years. Divinities of life, engendered from the unknown dimensions of light, with some kind of message for living beings; happy to live in these times, but also together with the responsibility of deciphering these hidden messages through the unpredictable path of life. The mysterious ways from wonders and amaze that cornered the batific spirit of the joyful pleasures; those that always lead to real happiness, but whose consequences brought with them the terrible weight of grief and closure ammendments. 

Beautiful, I am more than I appear to be. Give me a chance." responded the woman. "The woman gives him the opportunity and allows him to hide in the bushes Lady has seen a looter

"I haven't really seen anyone" responded the soldier. 

"Was she through these parts, sure lady she hasn't seen him?"

"Nothing heone all quiet"

I still recommend that you return to the kingdom, it is not a safe place.

I appreciate your concern, Heone, but I can take care of myself.

Why did you make so much joy?"

"The man shows him the bow"

Just for that?

And bags of food and then he explains her orphan shelter and he takes her over to spend the night there and they make love.

She couldn't be with you

I know, I can't be with you either, I'm not asking you that, I'm just asking you to stay close, I'll be here for you always.

The princess and the thief begin a romance hidden from the public light. Once in the woods, the thief gets lost among them and arrives at a ruined castle. Haunted, near the coast. Beware of the Marlina Witch. The goddess appears to him and he is imprisoned in the castle for 3 days and 3 nights at the dawn of the fourth day he runs towards the center of the region. It was time for the great coronation. He tried as he could, go through all the lares. To avoid the inevitable. In the splinter it is explained that the witch was truly a past goddess, but that as a consequence of her actions she was imprisoned in this world. She tried to free herself from her, generations past, but the king beat her down, and chained her to the misery of ruined castles, and for 70 years she couldn't get out of the ruins of two castles. Her spirit was divided in two, but she was now the queen of the forests, and she only needed the king to give up his crown and her throne, for the spell to be decided because he perjured that the spell would last all his life. . King Arthur, soon was going to give his crown to his daughter because she was sick and she was about to die. And it was his wish before he died that he gave up the crown to her, as a scene between him and his daughter in a bed the night before.

What about the exercise? With the knights?

They have been by my side for years, waiting for this great moment to imprison them all and when I release my fury and my revenge will be known by this damn nation there is nothing you can do. When the big day arrives, the Pricnesa will be crowned and immediately they will be executed and betrayed by their own army in it, at the head of the people so that terror, fear and panic is denoted among all of them. And there's nothing you can do

This one begins to run while the malevolent laughter of the bruaj resounded in all parts and he ran at dawn for the great battle. He reaches her, and sits in the crowd, some guards see him but he distracts them and climbs into the ruins of an empty castle. In the middle of a desert area. Climb the great tower of the ruin, knocking down some guards that were in it and place yourself together with 3 dozen bows to knock down everyone who was there. The spirit of the witch was next to him, mocking him and witnessing the great moment of her.

The princess goes through a royal road, about to be annihilated without anyone knowing. He raises the slats of the throne, kisses his father's command, he removes the crown, washes it and when he is going to give it to him, Thiago was with the bow one leg up at the window, but just when he was going to put it in the hands of his daughter, Thiago, resevla where he was positioned, drops an arrow and accidentally annihilates the king. The aponic among the crowd the guards are confused, they fight among themselves, and the princess sees the tyranny among them, a disorder is fostered, a mass fight is fostered, while the witch wanted to annihilate this, he was descending the entire tower, trying to escape the eltal ehchizos. of the witch