11-05-2015, 02:22 PM
Just wanted to get something up quickly!
no matter what they say, I am still the king
It was a trend, wasn’t it? Rulers of the Valley coming and going. We just couldn’t seem to hold on to one long enough to make a difference. It seemed for the past few years, the Valley tried to build herself up – rustles of activity and plots and plans – but they soon fizzled out, death and decay.
The Valley residents, however, seemed to stay. They lurked in the shadows, quiet and waiting for the next storm to come. Eight couldn’t really blame them – he did the same. What worth is there in a kingdom without a ruler? Why slip off the shadows, when the entire kingdom was dredged in dark?
Eight lay quiet- that is, of course, until he saw little Gallows approach in his mind. The history of he and Gallows lay as far back as he could remember – she being the first queen he ever resided under. And perhaps, she will rise up again.
Eight smirks lightly in the dark – he knew what she was up to- even before he appeared silently from the air by her side- and so he knew he must attend her quaint little meeting.
Fennick too, arrived (which was no surprise, he had been everywhere lately) – and pledged his allegiance to Gallows.
“Well, well, the Death Queen rises again, hm?” He nodded to Fennick and Gallows in a light greeting. “ I suppose you’ve pulled enough weight around here to climb back up on the throne again, yeah?” In truth, there was nothing he had against Damien – it was just that, as Gallows had stated, a country needed a ruler. And without one, no strong and fast decisions could be made. “I have no doubt you have the best intentions, Gallows. I am behind you.” Valley Ruler Part 3, commence.
The Valley residents, however, seemed to stay. They lurked in the shadows, quiet and waiting for the next storm to come. Eight couldn’t really blame them – he did the same. What worth is there in a kingdom without a ruler? Why slip off the shadows, when the entire kingdom was dredged in dark?
Eight lay quiet- that is, of course, until he saw little Gallows approach in his mind. The history of he and Gallows lay as far back as he could remember – she being the first queen he ever resided under. And perhaps, she will rise up again.
Eight smirks lightly in the dark – he knew what she was up to- even before he appeared silently from the air by her side- and so he knew he must attend her quaint little meeting.
Fennick too, arrived (which was no surprise, he had been everywhere lately) – and pledged his allegiance to Gallows.
“Well, well, the Death Queen rises again, hm?” He nodded to Fennick and Gallows in a light greeting. “ I suppose you’ve pulled enough weight around here to climb back up on the throne again, yeah?” In truth, there was nothing he had against Damien – it was just that, as Gallows had stated, a country needed a ruler. And without one, no strong and fast decisions could be made. “I have no doubt you have the best intentions, Gallows. I am behind you.” Valley Ruler Part 3, commence.
∞
and now the storm is coming, the storm is coming in