I've heard there was a secret chord
that David played and it pleased the Lord
but you don't really care for music do you?
The night was always the darkest right before the dawn.
The sun was beginning to shine through the darkness that had settled on his kingdom since the Chamber had tried to destroy them. They had been viewed as weak and cowardly, and perhaps they had been in the past. But no more- instead of just lighting fire to the Gates’ tree, the Chamber had ignited a fire in the hearts of all of Heavens members. True, his ultimate goal was peace, but he would not turn a blind eye where justice was concerned. He would instead fight for it, if even it meant fighting until his very last breath- he would gladly give it for his kingdom.
Their enthusiasm was contagious, and Mast found himself eager to ride that wave and keep the momentum going. It would not due to fall back into their passive state of complacency, not in this late hour. Now was the time to throw the wheels of the machine in motion and to see justice served while the iron was still hot. The Chamber had been given ample time to return Fiasko and they had not done so, despite the Gates keeping their distance. He preferred that they remained underestimated. While the thought of war was distasteful to the gray king, the thought of justice did not. To the contrary, that made his heart sing and his blood run hot through his veins. It was high time for the Chamber to begin reaping what they had sown. They couldn’t expect to rattle the bars of the cage and not expect the animal within to show its teeth.
He wasted no time in calling them. His voice rang clear through the cold air, shattering the muffled silence of winter. It rang through the trees and against the mountains, urging them all to come forward. The gray king reared and pawed at the sky- in that moment he was wild and reckless, feeding off of their shared emotions and need to see the wrongs righted. Even the forest creatures heard his call, though they stayed at the wood line. Behind him was the Mother Tree and their garden; small and green despite the bite of winter. It seemed, in response to their sudden upswing, it was growing at a more rapid rate. They could only hope to continue her growth. He called once more though with slightly less urgency. He wasn’t the demanding type, but this was of the utmost importance that they show up. There was much to discuss, and he wanted to hear all opinions and thoughts. Despite the proverbial crown on his head, this was not his kingdom alone. It belonged to each and every one of them that called her home, and as such they all had a say in what direction she went. He valued them all greatly and equally, and knew that without them he would be absolutely nothing.
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