Eldstone sat on his bed. He raked his hands through his fur.
It had been a month since Toby's and Tisen's death. Eldstone's robe had become even more disgusting.
"Eldstone!" Louy called.
"What?!" Eldstone hollered.
"Its time you did it, Eldstone." Eldstone shook his head. "No, more time! More time!" Louy squawked slapping his wings against the rusty metal bars. "Listen to yourself! Eldstone, please, its time! We can't wait any longer. Every second, of every minute, of every hour, your father continues his cruelness. You need to put a end to it." Louy finished turning around.
Eldstone grew still and silent.
Go! Do it!
"Fine, Louy. I will do it."
Louy smiled. "Doesn't take much to convince you."
"Genius. That should work out pretty well. So how do we make our way upstairs without the Guardsmen catching us?" Louy asked. "You knock them out if you run into them. Its simple, Louy. We need to make it to the throne room. My father will be there." Eldstone said casually.
"What about Barton?" Louy asked. Eldstone grew silent. He didn't want to kill his brother, only make bring him to the cells. "Tackle him and bring him to the cells. Don't kill him though. Thats not what Guardians do."
Louy nodded with understanding.
"Get a good night's rest, Louy, tomorrow we strike."
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Dancing waters
General FictionIn Tra a terrible battle strikes, making the village weak and very vulnerable. The King then turns savage blocking out the Guardians causing even more havoc and breaking the chain with the Dstellers, the spiritual dancers. Eldstone is next in li...
