She looked down at the men from the... 500 [Feb. 2nd, 2010|03:25 am] She looked down at the men from the window-ledgeThere was a singing in her heart, a crescendo of hope and pride "Death to Barbadior's servants!" she screamed at the top of her voice"Freedom for Senziol" she cried, and then: "Long live King Brandin of the Palm!" One man, quicker than the others, reacted, springing across the roomHe was not quite quick enough, not as fast as sheShe had already turned, the acid of those last, necessary words eating in her brainShe saw the moons again, Eanna's stars, the wide, waiting darkness between them and beyondFelt the night wind in her face and in her hair, saw the dark ground of the garden begin to hurtle up toward her, heard voices for an instant, and then none at link post comment

She looked down at the men from the... 500 [Feb. 2nd, 2010|03:25 am] She looked down at the men from the window-ledgeThere was a singing in her heart, a crescendo of hope and pride "Death to Barbadior's servants!" she screamed at the top of her voice"Freedom for Senziol" she cried, and then: "Long live King Brandin of the Palm!" One man, quicker than the others, reacted, springing across the roomHe was not quite quick enough, not as fast as sheShe had already turned, the acid of those last, necessary words eating in her brainShe saw the moons again, Eanna's stars, the wide, waiting darkness between them and beyondFelt the night wind in her face and in her hair, saw the dark ground of the garden begin to hurtle up toward her, heard voices for an instant, and then none at link post comment