by Max Barry

Latest Forum Topics

Advertisement

Post

Region: Lazarus

Glorious society

Loftegen 3 wrote:On a bright and sunny day, in the Ysanny cemetary of Altenburg, James Ysar was laid to rest. As his casket was lowered into the ground, jets flew overhead. By tradition, he was laid in the earth with his head toward Ys, the spiritual center of the Ysanny faith. Also by tradition, his family gathered about his head, his daughters(literal and figurative) weeping, while his sons (likewise) beat their chests with grief. On either side stood his friends, comrades of many years, allies, compatriots. At his feet stood Her, alone, silent, in the place for strangers.

When the service was over the priest addressed the Lady and said, "Lady, do you wish to add to his eulogy?"

Lady Zaharrah sniffed. "He once told me, 'There was a door,'" she said. "He dared to mock me..." She took up a handful of earth, and cast it on the coffin in the grave below. "Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, we will meet again my friend, I have faith." She collapsed to her knees, and prostrated herself before his grave. As did all others around: for he had been a great man.

Daniel read over the report once again. “Our southern friends are sending messages. Some big ceremony up in Loftegen.” Daniel reaches for his phone and dialed his aides number. “Send Loftegen’s leadership a birthday card. It’s someone’s birthday so let’s just do everyone.”

Aigania, Treadwellia, New vedan, The eastern federation, and 3 othersCossack Peoples, Northern Rosary Isles, and Loftegen 3

ContextReport