#8 Grind the Majesty against Mud and Rocks

[Aesopian 1640]

~| The Filthy Tongue |~

 

   

 

A garden is not natural. A wooden palisade is still a wall.

 

It is a common misconception that just because something is green, it is natural. There are those who believe that the construction of the cities can be compensated for by the addition of parks, and that farmlands are equivalent to forests because they both consist of plants. Living things are not necessarily natural things -- sorcerers have twisted life into unnatural forms countless times. A grain field is simply a much more subtle form of twisting.

 

The natural world is a world untouched by symbolism and rationality. It is devoid of the influence of the mathematician and logician, because numeracy and logic are beyond our instinct. A garden is measured and manufactured, no different than the stones used in the walls of the cities. To restore balance to the world, we must destroy those things which unbalance it, regardless of whether those things be living or dead.

 

I did not request the sparrows report back to me of your trials by fasting. You already know in your hearts if you succeeded. From time to time, I participate in these tasks myself, to ensure my resolve has not diminished. It is intended to bring forth the drives within us, our loves and hates. The molder of rotten wood, the clamor of beetles over fresh carrion, the hunger that gnaws in a wolf's belly, we feed on these things, just as we feed on the sensations and desires in ourselves. They give us power. These drives and principles breathe life into us, and are the purest expression of the natural in the world.

 

Many people do not realize that things which are not alive may also be of nature. A stone edifice, proud and weathered. The breeze, blowing through the forests. The storms over the seas. The stars in the heavens. Even the earth beneath your feet is natural, because it has not been perverted by the crafts of Men.

 

There are even legends of ancient druids who once held the power to move the unliving, but those abilities have all but been lost to us. A muscle, when not used, is quick to waste away.

 

Now, I will place another task in your hands. Any of you, or all of you. Collect the seeds and fruiting bodies of bushes, grasses, and weeds in the forests. Plant them in fields, in the grasslands just outside city walls, within the precious gardens of barons and nobles. Some believe that nature has been tamed by Men, and that it no longer poses a threat to civilization. Show them that this is not the case. You are the breeze, and on you will ride a swift and terrible swarm. Vines will grow, and roots shall sunder, and even walls of stone will die with time.

 

Show that you are dedicated to the cause of restoring balance to this world. I ask this of you.

~ March Ash

You find a message on a sheaf of bark, scrawled in animal blood.

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[Summorox 55]

Destrian reads the issue, an interested look on his face "Hm...The author's Ideals are quite unusual." He smirks slightly "Well,unusual is always good"

[Chthonian_ 100]

Ornias would also read the note a slight grin making it's way on his face "Entertaining.."

[Cave_Creature 467]

Faeinn clutched a handful of pennycress. She fingered through the sabre-shaped leaves, the frilly flower spears. As she brought the herb to her teeth and tasted the bitter earth in her mouth, she eyed the little flowers, pollinated and laden with seed.

 

The woman hung her bundles of wild plants out on a string, tightly tied, to dry in the shade. Before her daily training session, she moved along the houses and defenses of her city, scattering flower heads of a variety of plants in the foundations and in the cracks in stone. Carefully, seeds were sown in the structure.

[_Katastrophe_ 6]

Vinoth silently reads the note before nodding slowly as he trudged off.

[Lotoke 25]

Scratches his head boredly. "Well at least they aren't asking people to steal, or destroy things this time.

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