Transition 2

From: Cheryl Baumgartner(C Baumgartner, Posted Date: Apr 17th, 2011


              The group of women watched the gathering crowd.  The cloth fluttered in the breeze.  Two monuments stood majestically, now a third would join them.  The toll taken on these people was enormous.  In the intervening years the people of Brunnis maddened by the grief of that long ago day had become bloodthirsty.

The preserve on the Western Archipelago had been the first to be overrun by the mobs.  Rallying behind the cry of “The Warlord was right” they had approached the preserve.  The Warriors on duty had simply watched as the mob took out their fury on the insects inside, never lifting a hand to stop them.  Some even encouraged the mob to greater brutality against the confined insects.  When they were brought before the council at the demand of the Merchant’s Guild for dereliction of duty they had a simple defense.  It was a warrior’s duty to protect the people of Brunnis from the insects, they were under no such obligation to protect insects from the people.  They were cleared of all charges.

Kai’s family still bore the grief of his loss.  His parents angered that Mara had not tried to stop what was to happen, had not spoken to either Mara or Uri until today.   The two couples had been able to band together in their grief after Mara had told them of her vision of what would have happened had Kai survived that day.  Aranna had given birth to a healthy son, Torq, the 4 year old was standing solemnly at his mother’s side.

 

The tall dark man separated himself from his extended family.  On his uniform he wore the rank of Commandant of Dragons.  The group of uniformed warriors represented all warriors including representatives from each subgroup.  Jute approached the large cloth softly fluttering in the breeze.

“Five years ago today, Brunnis stood on the brink of annihilation.  The Insect had returned.  An Insect that we could not have faced as the Warlord faced them so long ago.  They would have won. 

They were defeated because we were prepared.  Then we turned our attention to the few still left here.  We destroyed them so they could never again call down the threat of other insects upon us.  We defeated them only though the sacrifices of many brave warriors.  But no sacrifice was as greater than that made by one man five years ago today.

If not for his sacrifice The Brunnen G would have ceased to exist.  He gave his life for all of us, to give us a chance to survive. He was the first Commandant of Dragons.” 

The man stopped for a moment to compose himself.

“He was mate to Aranna and father to Torq.  He was born son to Nira and Dagon.  He was born brother to Kira. He chose to become son to Mara and Uri. He chose to become my brother.  He was Kai.”

Jute nodded to the small group of men who had survived the battle, Dumi oversaw the

removal of the cloth revealing the monument.    As were the Warlord and Lynna, Kai would be remembered here in this garden.

 

 

The group of women turned as one and returned to the temple.  As they had before they held their hands over the blank parchment:

 

 

We are the Time Prophet.  Time is a mystery to most, but is clear to us. We see through time to its end. 

We are the servants of KAI.  We are the one created to guide and remind.  It is our task to remind the spirit of the duty held by the soul.

We observe and record.  We guard the door to the life beyond. It is our task to record the sacrifice so that it is never forgotten.  We etch the second story, the task is complete.  The warrior who saved Brunnis from Certain destruction has earned his rest and the path is set.  

We prepare for KAI’s return.  It comes soon.  The enemy of mankind waits  and plans, it grows strong.  The Warrior who returns to us must be stronger, his duty will be done without the support he is owed.  He is the manipulator and rebel.