Coronation of a New Dawn

[Amuletic 926]

THE CORONATION OF A NEW DAWN

 

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“Only through the darkness, can light emerge”

 

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As veils of ash and cinder sinisterly swirled through once bustling streets, settling upon the fallen structures with a mournful grace, a somber transformation unfolded as the air hung heavy with the weight of a city ravaged by a cruel fate. In the wake of the inferno, the once-vibrant violet hues that adorned the city’s buildings were now obscured by a layer of soot and despair, while ashen tendrils coiled around broken archways as if embracing the remnants of their former glory. Noiseless alleys whispered with the echoes of a lost era, their marble walls blanketed in a sable shroud. 

 

As Celia’nor fell to the hoards of Mori'quessir, the people of this eminent elven nation looked to Verayla Wynasul to shepherd our herds. In the throne room of a desolate kingdom, as a result of their continued devotion to the Principality, Verayla and her husband Alcyon were charged with its leadership and are most worthy of the titles; Princess and Prince Consort of Celia’nor. 

 

Following the destruction of our lands, the Celia’nor as we knew it is no more.

 

We must persist in our strength and rise from the ashes that have been left in its wake. We will rebuild the nation as a whole. A profound opportunity for renewal and revitalization has been granted to us, and Princess Verayla and Prince Consort Alcyon shall guide this rebirth of our nation. A court will be held to discuss what will rise in its stead.

 

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AY’PUERAN;

Princess Veralya Wynasul

[Mannamannaa 1647]

Kor'garr holds the announcement in grey, pallid hands, monobrow tilted in obvious scrutiny. The new offices in San'Briu let in beams of light upon Aevos, a stark difference to the eternal night that had plagued Almaris's last days.

"Tha hygh Albai blah much azh agin... Buht wyll thyz Verayla agh her lyfemeyt truly du better dehn dah voolyshness of Valyryz dah Azdrazi-luver? Dah Horde wyll weyt agh peep, buht nub wyth beytid breth, agh Kor'garr wyll bi reddi tu riport dah truth uv diz 'nuu dawn' whatevur et may bi." With that, the Skriptgoth and newspaper owner sets that sheet of paper into his sparse records of happenings upon Aevos, rumbling thoughts drifting behind red eyes...

 

Spoiler

TRANSLATION: "The High Elves say much once again... But will this Verayla and her lifemate truly do better than the foolishness of Valyris the Azdrazi-Lover? The Horde will wait and see, but not with bated breath, and Kor'garr will be ready to report the truth of this 'new dawn' whatever it may be."

[This post will be mentioned in the next publication of the Kaktuz Weekli]