(this is an experiment whilst Whisper and I try to hash out exactly what happened to break us up)
She's back, in my home, I never thought she'd be back here again. That assignment with the council was a secret. We'd agreed to never work for the council again. She just doesn't understand, probably never will, had I not taken it her sister and cousin would truly be dead. The council thinks them dead, let them think it. They're locked safely away in the shadow world. No one will harm them as long as Globe of Nether protects them and controls the shadow men.
Yes I worked for her evil step father and the council, yes I went after Titania and Rua. yes,to the world, they are dead, and yes they still live, but she can never know, for if she finds out she will want to go to them and will want to either bring them back or stay with them, if they come back the council will send me after all of them perhaps assasinate us all. We're all safer this way. If she wanted to stay there...I can't stop her, but it would destroy me. As long as she's alive and in this realm, I can survive, even with her hatred, anywhere else and I will turn back into evil thing bent only on perfect and absolute control.
The council is happy, the two people who knew where Sarhedron was found and who awakened him and how they awakened him are gone. If Orev Crow, John Quinn, and Eachann Galbraith do their jobs right, the last people in this realm, who know how to raise dragons, will never return from Findahl.
However, that can all wait, I have a lovely young lady in my study playing with fire. And I *like* fire.
Posted by johnquinn at April 28, 2004 05:31 PM