Ending an Ending
Danny Birt
CyberWizard Production
Existence is not supposed to be optional in
this flat, polytheistic world - it is the dictate of Etre,
one of the world's three founding gods. But Sanct, a man
lacking memories, skills and purpose, possesses (or is
possessed by) an object that seemingly ignores the gods'
rules with impunity. To make matters even more confusing,
Sanct is purportedly one of the gods' servants.
But when deities are forced to play by their own convoluted
rules, even they can make mistakes.
Excerpt:
Out of the Lej forest, past the Torberepar
continent's shoreline, across the maw of the massive
whirlpool, up a Torunmem river and under the surface of the
Merian Lake, a woman's eyelids reflexively blinked in a
fruitless attempt to clear her prophetic vision. It was a
natural reaction left over from when she spent more time in
her body looking through her eyes, but no matter with what
she "blinked," the wriggling semicircular cataract defied
her.
She withdrew some of her concentration from other pertinent
areas in an attempt to refocus her Portent to a more
short-range view of time in the affected area on Torberepar.
The great crystal dome under which her body resided normally
helped the Prophetess clarify such spots of temporal
difficulty, much like the curved, polished glass in
spectacles might help a myopic person. However, even this
great tool was unable to pierce the clump of presence that
blocked her prophetic vision over the north continent.
The Prophetess was not used to "interesting things"
happening so close to home. She wasn't sure she liked the
idea, either. It was she who made things happen to others;
very little ever happened to her. She refocused her crystal
dome and cast her gaze upward into the sky to scrutinize the
stars. There was no significant change in the heavens; no
one up there had brought about this challenge to her powers.
But if it was not Their hands which had crafted this
problem, whose was it? Why?
Lacking necessary information but loath to have nothing to
show for her efforts after having traveled so far, the
Prophetess checked in on some of her side projects in the
Osilorn and Wisp lands on Tortryst, and was satisfied with
their consumptive results. She glanced at the Lich's lands,
but as usual he noticed her peeking immediately and thrust
her out before she could see a thing. She frowned, then
checked in at her shrine and answered a few of her more
worthy petitioners' questions.
Yet still she was unable to see through the blur over
Torberepar.
Eventually, she gave up and decided to wait the annoyance
out, hoping that whatever the little cataract was focused
on, it would blow past in the next few days before she
needed to see events occurring in the area. All her careful
planning would be set back decades if she did not reap any
rewards.
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