Monday, May 13, 2013

A treasure



The vistani drove their wagon away from the Reiner keep as the Dark One's minions inflicted his wrath upon it.  They travelled the road and turned south than west. They left the road behind and travelled the hidden wagon trails of the forest.  In time the wagon joined a camp that was being pitched in preperation of the arrival.  The wagon carried a treasure, a treasure beyond measure to the vistani and to the mist. It must be secured protected and provided for.  This treasure meant life, and a prepetuation of the Vistani, they needed it to survive. 

The Dark One was dangerous, and powerful.  His power was new and different it threatenned to shred the vistani if left unchecked.  The Dark One fed the Vistani unlike any other Dark Lord, but the Vistani began to worry and whisper. They were afraid, afraid they may lose the great prize of the Dark Lord.  He had already killed some of them and created Veritas.  No Dark Lord had done such a things.  This new treasure could provide the power to stand against the Dark One's power.  The Fox continued to provide them with gifts in honor of the agreement.  The Vistani all agreed, that there was profit to continue working with the Fox.

Entering the camp their ears were met by the song of welcoming:

Dark is the night like blackest coal,
I brood and brood, 
my hearbeats toll. 
We gypsies  live like no others do. 
Suffering pain, and hunger too.

Like Seagulls we fly near and far,
We're strumming our gypsy guitar.

They pulled the wagon and the treasure with it.  Pulling it from the wagon they tied it above the fire as the Tale of Vistan was being sang and the young women began dancing with their tingling symbols. 

Vistan was not our king, nor was he our enemy, 
but his ambition was great adn his army mighty.  Westward he marched before thousands of legions, 
to conquer the world and make it his own. 

Westward we followed him, to forge his weapons shoe his horses and heal his dead.

Vistan was not our king, not was he our enemy.
His cause was not ours, nor were his spoils.
yet his defeat was thrust upon us. 

The conquer was crushed by the nameless god, 
and all his legions were made to be slaves. 

We were not brought to bondage,
Vistan was not our king, 
but neither were we allowed to return to the home forge.

Vistani they named us and made us beggars.

Vistan was not our king nor our enemy, yet forever we bear his name and his fate,
for the world is truly flat, and we shall never see home again. 

The song of their origin was but only one part of the events so long ago, but as every dark lord was born it was tradition that the Vistani remembered how they were born.  How they became what they are, and why they open themselves to the hearts of others. 

The treasure hung above the fire.  As the flames began to lick her flesh and the whips snapped against her back Vicenza began the incantation.

Where once was light
Now darkness falls
Where once was love
Love is no more


She began to cry from the pain of from the inevitable result of the ceremony she now belonged to the Vistani.

Her tears were falling rain sustaining the Vistani.

They continued the tale of Vistan as it was now her story too.
For all the lies you told us
The hurt, the blame!
And we will weep to be so alone
We are lost
We can never go home


Lux awoke suspened in the air blood and tears falling to the fire below.

The fire fascinated her how that no matter how brightly it burned, it could only ever burn out. 
She joined the song, speaking words the Vistani placed in her head.
So in the end
I'll be what I will be
No loyal friend
Was ever there for me


The camp sang back
Now we say goodbye
We say you didn't try

These tears you cry
Have come too late
Take back the lies
The hurt, the blame!

You are lost
You can never go home
You are lost 
You can never go home



She willed her self down into the fire and stepped out of it.  The Darkness within had been given full sway.  She was sith and Darkness, pain and destruction.  Love = Lies Self = Darth Deris.

"I shall make this land my home, and from it I will reach to the hearts of those who betrayed me and bring them suffering previously unimaginable.  I am reborn and though the light may have brightly shown as it always does it has been extinguished and only Darkness remains."   

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