Insurrection (Completed) [editing]

32. Plan A

About suffering they were never wrong,
The Old Masters: how well they understood
Its human position; how it takes place
While someone else is eating or opening a window or just
walking dully along;
How, when the aged are reverently, passionately waiting
For the miraculous birth, there always must be
Children who did not specially want it to happen, skating
On a pond at the edge of the wood:
They never forgot
That even the dreadful martyrdom must run its course
Anyhow in a corner, some untidy spot
Where the dogs go on with their doggy
life and the torturer's horse
Scratches its innocent behind on a tree.

In Breughel's Icarus, for instance: how everything turns away
Quite leisurely from the disaster; the ploughman may
Have heard the splash, the forsaken cry,
But for him it was not an important failure; the sun shone
As it had to on the white legs disappearing into the green
Water; and the expensive delicate ship that must have seen
Something amazing, a boy falling out of the sky,
had somewhere to get to and sailed calmly on.
~Musée des Beaux Arts, W.H.Auden

Chapter thirty two - Plan A
Skydor put his hood over his head and Keira did the same as the little girl opened the gate for them and let them out. She gave the girl a small smile and then started to sprint behind Skydor. If they had been walking, it would take them atleast an hour to get back to the training camp. They sprinted past the large tree leading to Talieyes' lair and the large Kjaniyoh trees with the small clear pool. As they ran past everything, the memories of the beginnings of the Insurrection and how Keira had begun to discover her purpose flooded Keira's mind. In just a few days, her mindset had changed. Seeing the ferliobogs suffer and hearing of their anger had given her a passion, the need to save them and the need for everyone to see that it was all just a misunderstanding,
What was she going to say to them when she tried to stop the Insurrection? She herself didn't even know the hole truth and why everyone was against each other. All she wanted was peace, for every species to live in harmony again. The real enemy, the maflakofs seemed to be out of the equation and yet they are the ones who attacked and destroyed things. If the humans could just open their eyes and see.
Maflakofs? Keira stopped dead in her tracks and called out to Skydor.

"Why?" Keira asked.
Skydor rolled his eyes, huffed and walked back to Keira, his jaw muscles tense.
"Why what?"
"Why the Insurrection? It doesn't make sense. Are the maflakoves not the evil ones?"
"Yes," Skydor said.

"So why would your people want to attack the humans?"
"Because of the suffering they've caused and they will continue to cause if they are not stopped. Have you not heard of their raids? Every once in a while they come looking for us, catch those they can kill and use them for entertainment or as practice in combat. So now, we're going to do the same to them, show them how much they make us suffer."

"Skydor. You say we like you're on their side. Are you?"

"I'm not. I wouldn't be with you if I was."

Keira shook her head and sighed loudly, " I don't know what to say Skydor. How do I stop this when I don't even understand half of what's going on. Why do they humans raid and attack you? Surely it's something you've done?"

"That's just it. We haven't done anything, it's all the maflakoves. Humans seem to think we're the same sort of species. What they don't see is that we've been at war with them ever since Taurma killed their leader's wife. I don't know but I think he has some sort of plan of revenge. It's like taking my aunt and my cousin wasn't enough for him, he just wants to destroy everyone else-"

"He's alive? Didn't he die long time ago in that war before humans and ferliobogs were seperated?"

"Unlike us, he never dies. His soul took on another body, he's carried this grudge against us forever, and he won't do anything until he gets full vengeance."