Congregation

[osumanduas 1442]

 

CONGREGATION

 

Spoiler

 

 

 

 

THREE YEARS upon the ocean blue did the Gereon de Gamesh spend, sent from a land far far away with one destination in mind, and a million ways to arrive. Yet despite all the turmoil that brewed upon that ocean blue, did the successes of their voyage accrue. With a skeleton crew from port to port that rickety Carreck drew; mile by mile they over open waves they sailed onward, with a mission in mind and codex to abide until  reaching a last shore’s harbor might safely provide all those aboard with the respite they desired.

 

When at last when the ship had arrived the crew which had sailed through the dead of night did with the last of their strength moor the boat tight, thus bound near to a rocky shoal. Bound by blood to the captain mad they had suffered no mutiny upon the sea and just as soundly staged their expedition in-land. It was there where the Captain’s mission lay, of a new world whispered of by seamen quickly departed, yet then just as suddenly returned, spat back out upon Aeldinic shore with tales wrapped pretty by siren’s song.

 

The lands were harsh, and the crew were met fraught with many obstacles by which they were abound. The dense spruce wood was aghast with beasts of all manner that might have each spelled for them a simple doom. Yet with them they had the Captain Aist, and as they fought to keep his path open so did he feed upon their vigor and lead them forward. Without him they were lost, with no course home; trapped and meek.

 

Yet no more than three months hence did they split and spread. Out across the land like a plague on the wind to find those worthy of them. Letters wrote to those they hunt, penned in blood strewn about. A call to those ambitious few, to live a new life truly undue. Signed beneath was the seal of the Captain a serpent bound to it’s own tail in the circular fashion: