This promise with Algernon, I ended up fulfilling it.
The promise that I would prove that Aldernad was loved by the people who walk it. I would prove it by resurrecting Yggdrasil and reclaiming the Northern Territory.
But it was a promise that was written in the stars and blessed by the Gods and Goddesses above.
The journey itself I knew to be a success no matter what trial lay ahead. Because of everyone who came along for it. Because these were all people who loved this land and love all of the inhabitants of it.
My dearest brother, the call of this journey too strong for him to not go.
My friend in that little village in the country side.
To the new ones I made within Brilux.
To the man with the undying loyalty whom was birthed from the belly of a mountain.
To the ones who live wildly and freely with the beasts in Dolan.
And finally, my mischievous pixie and fairy friends from Isle de Luna.
Oh, and how could I forget the love of my life – Her Majesty and My Queen.
But the story of this journey isn't a story for me tell.
It's Orion's story – King Orion Stroud of the Magnificent Floating City Yggdrasil.
Before you wonder why I didn't take on the mantle – it's very simple, it was a mantle that was never mine to begin with.
It's a mantle meant for the people who love Aldernad. A mantle that my friends and I happily placed on Orion's shoulders. Because Orion loves Aldernad, Orion loves its people, Orion loves it all so much that he yearns still to go out and travel it.
A wish that is easily fulfilled with Yggdrasil.
A mantle that my brother will pass on to another who loves Aldernad when the time is right.
Yggdrasil... now that she soars in the skies of Aldernad once more, the fairies and pixies came back to the land. Making their home once more in the Great Estercier Forest and within Yggdrasil itself.
The Northern Territory reclaimed and cleansed once more. It's wild and unknown land open to all those with a heart that loves the land and a soul willing for an adventure.
Orion asked me what a proper name would be for the Northern Territory, I truthfully didn't have one, but I took a look at the Heavens and the name came to me.
Celestia – a memento to the Earth who still yearns for its worldly connection to the Moon.
Orion liked it enough that when he formally met with the other leaders of Kal Darom, Brilux, Dolan, and Eostrun he presented the new name of the Northern Territory.
With Yggdrasil and the fairies and pixies back, another miracle surged forth.
The Werenluna began to heal. The charred and barren remains gave way to something lush and green which would sprout through the ground.
Our children will have a beautiful home once more, no longer scarred by that terrible war.
Wait, I'm getting ahead of myself here.
There's still a bit more of this story to tell.
This story about Eiriell and I.
Our piece of happily ever after.
All stories must come to an end, other wise it wouldn't be much of a story at all.
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