We have fallen to the very tyrants they swore to destroy. Nations separated have finally united for survival and nothing more.
The lights fall dim in the day in the sleeping quarters. Gowelleah walks into the area and makes his way to the back where the electric box stands. He notices two souls, one with dirty blonde hair tied up in two thick braids she is in a wheelchair talking to a girl sat on the edge of the bed, she recognises the girl at the end, the one in the chair has her back to him, but he knows the one on the bed to be Villíe, a friend of Ezen's who disappeared from Quirl mysteriously one day, before the fall. "Villíe? Fancy seeing you back here, I'm guessing you're with the outlanders?" Gowelleah asked. Villíe stopped talking and stood up. She smiled at him, they knew each other from both their pasts and from Ezen. Gowelleah started walking over to them. Elleáh turns around and Gowelleah stops dead. "Hello father, I hear you have made a name for yourself, good for you." She spoke. Gowelleah stared at her. "Elleáh? Is that you? Really? Oh my Gödes what happened?" He asked. He walked a few steps before kneeling and skidding, stopping a few meters in front of her.
"Yes father, it is me. Queakeares, that's what happened. Ezen found me, she told me everything. You look well. I am sorry for, well, everything, I was angry."
"Elleáh you do not have to apologize for anything. It's my fault. I am sorry I never returned." He said. I am happy they met again, it was bound to happen sometime.
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The Shadow behind the Light
Non-FictionIn another land and universe, much like your own, there is a world called Skyé. Much like your world it has rulers, kings, tyrants, fighters, friends, enemies, languages, Gods. However The realms intertwine and mortals and Gödes walk among each othe...
