Far Away from Home

[THE STORY SO FAR: The wizards join in the grand tower to make sure that the sons and daughters choose nothing other than the Dwarven engineering or the Elven healing. The Wizard of Wind takes another step towards the same as he receives the book “Guide to Destroying the Hopes of Others” and advice from the Dwarven Eldar which he takes to The Wizard of Life along with Orb of Negativity; and he thus attains knighthood. ***The images used in this post are screenshots from my time spent in the game, Age of Wonders III: Shadow Magic, a turn-based strategy title which I highly recommend.]

The wizards surely had their plans and were working on the same, even though it made no sense outside their world. At the same time, far away from the so called civilization around the towers of the wizards, a song was heard, something of frustration and revolution; something which reflected more than one world beyond the dimensions. There was a large crowd assembled around a giant rock which had the shape of a rugby ball, and it was a mixed group of races belonging to the woods. The day was getting over, but not the enthusiasm of the people. The song was as follows:

The wizards join at the central tower...

The wizards’ world is all beauty from the outside, but beware of what lies beneath…

We are not of the fake world
Not part of a universe of chaos
Which pretends to be perfect
Guided by pretenders to the throne.

We have nothing to do with that world
Which thrives on inequality
Where people are forced to be something
Like the engineers or healers called doctors.

It is that world in which people are judged
By being an engineer or doctor or not
And by the money that they earn
And the colour of their bloody skin.

We don’t know of those wizards
Who have different rules for everyone
And thinks that it is all about money
Greedy for more and more of the moolah.

Love is fair in the case of some offsprings
Especially those who fall in love
With the rich ones; gets the approval
But loving even the slightly poor is banned.

The rest of the world outside the Dwarven-High Elf territory

The rest of the world outside the Dwarven-High Elf territory is rather the fair one…

Those who are fair are the smart ones
A title which is instantly given
And the dark-skinned gets nothing
From the wizards of the grand towers.

We don’t belong their show-offs
Neither will we attend their vanity
Reflected in their grand programs
Driven by inequality and false pride”.

“So they really have different rules for education and love? And even on the basis of skin?” asked a satyr while cheering for the song.

“The man from the wizards’ bloodline has spoken about the same; so it has to be true” said a centaur while drinking a cup of tea.

“Bloody idiots. This is why I never want to meet a wizard. I always hated those white beards. They look so fake” remarked the satyr.

“We should ask some of those creatures of the night to bite then” added the centaur.

“I would steal their beards or ask a halfling rogue to do that!” murmured satyr.

“I hope that their bloodlines will be better informed about the same” said another centaur who came into take a cup of black tea.

[To be continued…]

TeNy

To the Edge of the World

There was a belief among the vampires which was deeply rooted in tradition. It was about true love, something which was not a common thing among the vampire community, as they had witnessed too much of fake love among the humanity through the ages, and had still survived to continue their eternal existence. The Vampire Bat was never a strong believer of legends, but he was a traveler and an explorer, and do you know what that belief is?

It was said and written in golden letters in the Great Chambers of the Vampires, that “One who travels to the edge of the world and take a leap of faith shall find true love”. The writing glowed at night when the moonlight fell on it. This story comes from a time when Earth was not declared spherical. But the fact remained that no vampire had ever traveled to the edge of the world. No, not even Uncle Dracula or his former vampire assistants who were teleported to the other dimension.

The wizards join at the central tower...

Vampire Bat took that journey to the edge of the world. With the blessings of Uncle Dracula, he started on that journey which had nothing certain about it. It was a journey based on faith. He passed through the graveyard where the zombies stared at him in disbelief as they came to know about his quest, which didn’t really work that well inside their brains. They told him that the only true love is with edible brains.

Vampire Bat passed through the werewolf lands, who seemed to have a little more optimism about the same, but they didn’t hesitate to tell him their opinions. The leader of the pack told him that true love is attained only by death, and it is too rare in life. If you take a silver bullet to the heart for someone else, it is true love and in the heaven among the stars, you are going to be united with your lady love; said the leader wolf.

The centaurs had another idea. “Take this bow and arrow” said the centaur chieftain. “After you aim at the stars, turn back. If the arrow comes back to you, there is true love and you can take the leap of faith” he added. “But won’t I be dead if the arrow comes back to me when I am not looking?” asked the Vampire Bat. “Good point. It is better to take the leap of faith without thinking then” the centaur agreed.

The rest of the world outside the Dwarven-High Elf territory

A leprechaun was singing a song as he reached the rainbow’s end. It was a story of unrequited love in verse and the trees danced to his tunes. It stopped the Vampire Bat and made him think what if it was not the right thing to do and that there was no real point. But he continued anyway, as he knew that this was no longer his journey to stop. It was only half his journey and the rest belonged to his soul-mate.

The journey was tedious, but the Vampire Bat stood strong at the edge of the world. The wind was strong there and the sun was all prepared to hide behind the mountains far away. He took a leap of faith from the top of that cliff with the clear knowledge that he can’t fly. The fairy who looked at him from a distance screamed suicide and the unicorns just ran away scared, but the Vampire Bat knew better, or didn’t he?

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

***The images used in this blog post are screenshots from the time spent in one of my favourite games, Age of Wonders: Shadow Magic.

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TeNy