The Best Revenge is Proving Yourself

[Viochemist 664]

The Best Revenge is Proving Yourself

 

 

 

Silesia, a now unclaimed land that has been forsaken by it's previous ownership. Hardly a tangible thing, that hope. The stuff of dreams and nightmares of some, the mother of foolish and the most invincible critter of them all. And yet, in spite of all these traits, the one feeling shared by most of the Descendants in the last few weeks

 

Hope.

 

Arya, didn't really miss the old union. Profound terms like 'Rovinist' or 'Cats', generously cast around by veterans, rang no bells. She wasn't even in her parents' minds at the time, not to mention this world. Her brother used to jest that life, being born into it, is like missing the first half an hour of a theatre spectacle, where you've no idea what's going on, and none of the folks sitting around want to explain things to you. You had to figure it out on your own. For much time, for the Prevosts, possibly the last family on this continent that, along with it's few surviving servants, retained something of an Askalene identity, these echoes of triumph and dreams weren't new.

 

 

 

They bore naught, for the teachings passed day by day made these revelations little of a novelty. This world of theirs, this little world of survivors, lingered like a last dancing flame on a molten candle, refusing to end, even under stormy sways of the war that united half of Vailor against it's most monstrous occupants.  And now, as a sign of it, she was finally to be given what her parents and their companions fought for over those decades, defying the world that sought to see them die in misery. 

 

This new land for them and for the bravest, and perhaps most brazen, warrior of Novokain family, held more than potential, more than a promise. It held a vision of perseverance. And all as one- Prevost, Novokain and "Rebels" together would most definitely seize it.

[monkeypoacher 8055]

The House of Karlowicz-Potemkin had hoped to install a regency council until its last scion, Jan the Second, grew old enough to accede.

 

It seems they must fall back on other plans...

[garentoft 9265]

Dirk Novokain hums softly in his house, "And now it begins."

[Guy d'Yood of Mann 39]

Brought back for this particular occasion because logic be damned, Alain would smile ever so slightly, cusping his lips and baring the teeth, a vivid expression of a boy seeing the fairytales come true.

Also cause he's proud. As faff. Don't mind it.

[garentoft 9265]

Dirk Novokain looks down at a letter, "Whoops, never mind. And now it ends."

[tilly 5115]

Moved to the Archive. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.