04-10-2015, 12:35 PM
While Yael slept, the Gods worked. For once, the mortal had the easy task, though it was a small reward for all she has given in their service.
She does not dream of what they go through; she does not feel their fear or their bravery, their doubts or their pride. She only knows that when she wakes up, their voices give her names. She smiles. Her shoulders have already begun to feel lighter.
After the three remaining contestants pick their boxes, Thoth nods a three times and then writes a couple of things on the papyrus before him. Once the bird-god looks up, both he and the boxes dissolve into nothingness, revealing a smiling Yael before them.
This one, they said, and that one. As for the third, Yael knew exactly what she wanted for her. What she and Van would have wanted.
“Camrynn, Pevensie, Lucrezia… vell done. Very vell done! Ze Gods xaf told me vat zey t’ink and I concur.” She pauses briefly, looking each of them in the eye. The moment has come, and by Adonai, she hopes they have chosen well. “Lucrezia, my dear, eef eet ees your desire, you vill take my place as Ambassador after a brief learning period. You ahr a fantasteec face for ze Desert.” It may not be what the girl had hoped for, but something tells Yael that she would do well in the position. besides, with it came gifts, and a seat at the Keens’ right hands, if they should so wish it. “Camrynn and Pevensie, eef eet ees vhat you desire, you shall share the Crown. Eet ees heavy, and een t’is day and age, useful to have two heads razer t’an vone. Ze Gods believe you vill balance each ozer out very vell. On one condeetion, zough. Camrynn, you vill remain in your true form. Yes?”
Another brief pause, for anything concerning herself at this point was secondary. “I shall remain as Guardian. Xere for advice or xelp or vhatever should you need eet… but I vill not eenterfere een your reign. I protect zis land ahnd eets eenhabitants. Nozing more unless you should veesh eet.”
Yael breathes deeply, waiting for their answers. It would be hard to take a step back and become an observer again. It would be hard to hold her tongue sometimes, and it it might be even harder to turn away. However, with Vanquish dead and the Desert in good hands, Yael is almost eager to see the world anew. She has been tethered here (do not get me wrong, she has loved every minute of it), and has only begun to understand the depths of her powers. She has only begun to live; there is an eternity before her.
She does not dream of what they go through; she does not feel their fear or their bravery, their doubts or their pride. She only knows that when she wakes up, their voices give her names. She smiles. Her shoulders have already begun to feel lighter.
After the three remaining contestants pick their boxes, Thoth nods a three times and then writes a couple of things on the papyrus before him. Once the bird-god looks up, both he and the boxes dissolve into nothingness, revealing a smiling Yael before them.
This one, they said, and that one. As for the third, Yael knew exactly what she wanted for her. What she and Van would have wanted.
“Camrynn, Pevensie, Lucrezia… vell done. Very vell done! Ze Gods xaf told me vat zey t’ink and I concur.” She pauses briefly, looking each of them in the eye. The moment has come, and by Adonai, she hopes they have chosen well. “Lucrezia, my dear, eef eet ees your desire, you vill take my place as Ambassador after a brief learning period. You ahr a fantasteec face for ze Desert.” It may not be what the girl had hoped for, but something tells Yael that she would do well in the position. besides, with it came gifts, and a seat at the Keens’ right hands, if they should so wish it. “Camrynn and Pevensie, eef eet ees vhat you desire, you shall share the Crown. Eet ees heavy, and een t’is day and age, useful to have two heads razer t’an vone. Ze Gods believe you vill balance each ozer out very vell. On one condeetion, zough. Camrynn, you vill remain in your true form. Yes?”
Another brief pause, for anything concerning herself at this point was secondary. “I shall remain as Guardian. Xere for advice or xelp or vhatever should you need eet… but I vill not eenterfere een your reign. I protect zis land ahnd eets eenhabitants. Nozing more unless you should veesh eet.”
Yael breathes deeply, waiting for their answers. It would be hard to take a step back and become an observer again. It would be hard to hold her tongue sometimes, and it it might be even harder to turn away. However, with Vanquish dead and the Desert in good hands, Yael is almost eager to see the world anew. She has been tethered here (do not get me wrong, she has loved every minute of it), and has only begun to understand the depths of her powers. She has only begun to live; there is an eternity before her.
Yael, guardian of the desert
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