GLRP:EMs:Royal Spies:2013:Labyrinth of Worlds:The Final Days
Title: The Final Days
Author: Beatrice
I think of my beautiful
city: the streets where I
walked, the museums and
concert halls, the great
bell towers that range
sweetly in the summer
nights. I think of
Anodunos covered in ice,
and I weep. And I know
that it is my fault.
I cannot blame my mages and advisors. They searched for the means to save Anodunos at my request, and in the end, I was the one who agreed to the dark emissary's terms. I should have known then. Some favors come at too high a price.
We paid more than we had originally promised, and in the end, I made the decision to stand firm Mors Gotha's dark master. Anodunos would still provide filanium, but not at the expense of my people. I believed we were allies. I was wrong.
That is when the cold started, pouring out of the prism gate.
We tried everything to close the gate and stop the spell, but nothing could break the prism's hold over Anodunos. We were freezing to death slowly, and we were desperate. We sent out scouts with appeals to the northern empires, begging for refuge. We moved what we could underground and built great ice golems to mine our filanium, the mineral being our last lifeline against the bitter cold. I kept back some hoping that we could appeal for mercy, but no mercy came.
The scouts we sent out
to find an end to the
cold have not returned.
Whether they died to the
frosts or could not
outrace the cold, I do
not know. This is the end
of Anodunos. Most are
slipping into a final sleep.
A few like Alorik have
succumbed to a madness
caused by the cold and
fear of sleep. I don't
even have the strength
to order the golems to
stop mining filanium. I will
rest a moment. I am so
tired...
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