They put sprigs of cedar in their hair, behind their ears, to bring a bit of nature with them, even though that wouldn't help much. They wrapped their arms around each others' waists so they'd be closer to each other, and they walked all in a line, in sync. Leo brought his stone of protection, clutching it tightly in his hand. THe spirit inside him, Golden Dawn, was much more tied into the world now, on account of being better shared and understood, and therefore stronger. There's fear, hope, and confusion as they press forwards in the soft post-sunrise light.
When the Roaring King saw them coming at him he ran. Leonard thought this was incredible as this time the Roaring King feared them as they had feared him before.
They chased it back to that first tent where it had first taken Leo. When it w inside the tent they used their collective power to knock him down. They were scared, determined, and they felt the corruption getting stripped off and vanishing as the Roaring King's form diniminshed. Try as they might though they they couldn't make it vanish entirely.
They realized that they weren't strong enough to take away all it's power, and the Roaring King was strong enough to persist still, probably for years more.
Realizing that they did all they could, they scattered and ran back to the river.
They realized that though they could not defeat him yet, they had weakened him and could use this opportunity to free as many slaves as possible. The The River Maiden burst into a rush of waves and Leo clutched his stone tight.
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The Water Screams in Protest
FantasíaSo i had a dream. Two young men, one escaping terrible exploitation and one escaping terrible luxury, meet. They set of on their individual journeys to change their lives. On the way they meet angels and monsters and mermaids and demon horses and pe...
